You hum quietly to yourself as you make your way down the corridor, almost pleased with the way life is going. No one's heard of Baekhyun since the party, Taehyung and Jungkook are living together, and Jimin-of course.
You blush a little as you remember the blonde, quickly turning. It's the last week of December, and the New Year Ball is coming up-the last ball of school for all the seniors, including you. And you have a feeling it's going to be perfect.
"Mr. Oh?" You bite your lip as you peek into the empty staff room. "You asked for me?"
The professor looks up from a pile of papers, and straightens as he sees you. "Yes, Miss Y/N, come on in," He gestures over as he takes off his glasses and temples his fingers under his chin.
"You must be wondering why I asked for you," He begins, and you nod hesitantly. It's not a normal thing for a teacher to summon you, unless it's for something you messed up. "And the reason is the project you were assigned."
You tense. I thought we did it pretty well? "Um, well, did we do something wrong-"
"Oh, no, no, that's not it," Mr. Oh shakes his head quickly, and relief blooms through you. "It's just that...after reading your paper-which is quite stunning to be honest-it's hard not to realise some things.
"The way you have portrayed emotions, and bonds, in simple words, is quite fantastic to read. Added to the variety in your language, and your expression is perfect-beyond perfect even." He pauses for a moment to give you a n appreciative half-smile. "I must say, I didn't see you coming, Miss Y/N."
You are at a loss for words.
"Frankly, I think your thoughts and opinions are quite impressive." He smiles at you, and you flush. "It was a pleasure to read how well you perceive those around you-I am amazed. Have you ever tried out writing?"
You shake your head.
The teacher nods. "Well, then you should." He shuffles some papers and gestures for you to leave.
As you walk to the door, he stops you suddenly, as if hesitant.
"You're a good student, Y/N." He says hesitantly, looking directly at you. "And an even better person. I know you won't be here for long, and this is your last year, and I am new myself, but I just wanted to say that it's been a great pleasure teaching you."
You part your lips, looking at him in awe. "It's been a pleasure learning, Mr. Oh."
"About that," He says as you turn again, to look at him quizically. He smiles. "It's Sehun."
The smile doesn't come off your face even as you walk out.
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"Maybe you should pay attention a little more," Hoseok says softly, thoughtfully, as he walks next to you along the corridor. "I can't tell you what all you'd see."
"Why do all of you do this to me?" You huff. "Like there's something you know that I don't-even Chim does it."
"Chim probably doesn't want you to see it." The red-haired boy shrugs, biting his lip. "But I'm still your other side, Y/N, love. I'm still trying my best to help."
You glance at him, a soft smile curling your own lips. You know you rarely get a chance to be alone with the boy next to you, but you know he's one of your clisest friends too, that you love him too. "It would be easier to tell me outright."
"No, it wouldn't." Hobi says wisely. "But when you know, it'll change everything." And then he pauses and sighs, and the finality in his sigh tells you the subject is closed.
You bite your lip, thinking over his words. And when it happens, you don't see it coming.
A force rams into you, grabbing you by the shoulders and slamming you into the lockers. You can barely wince past the utter shock, eyes wide in surprise.
"What-" You choke out.
"Y/N." Lisa is standing in front of you, still pushing you against the cold lockers, jaw set and eyes narrowed. "Care to explain the rumours I have been hearing?"
You gasp, trying to wriggle out of her grasp. "What-rumours-"
"You know." She bares her teeth, and you notice the way she's holding you-as if caging you with her body, her stance possessive. "Did you sleep with Park Jimin? Is the bet off?"
"What?" You're still dazed, and your eyes flicker over to the position where the redhead was-abd you sigh. Of course, Hoseok has run. Yeah, he's never been the one for stand-up potential fights. "I-yeah. Yes. And you can leave me now-"
She leaves your shoulders, but her stance is still caging your form. "Doesn't that damned boy get it?" She snarls, and your eyes widen.
"I-get what?"
"That I claimed you as mine first," She says, and leans in just as Jimin appears.
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Sugar & Ocean
Fanfiction"You should be careful, Y/N." Taehyung says, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his legs, tucking his chin into his palms. "He's the meanest son of a...mother who's ever lived." He shakes his head, sighing. "And he's the one who got you into...
