His Dark Wings

Chapter I

 Hey!! Thanks to a close friend of mine I have developed an obsession with the Kpop group BTS. My Ultimate Bias is Kim Taehyung aka V and this is a fanfic loosely based on how he appeared and what his character appeared to be in the music video for their song "Blood Sweat and Tears". I don't know how much no copyright infringement intended I have to put or where and for what so yeah. Disclaimer for that lol. I spent days writing but only finished it now (it is currently 2am as I prepare to press "publish". Like, comment do whatever. positive feedback would not be rejected :D I hope you enjoy!!

The heat from the heating system felt like a warm embrace. Miles gratefully stepped through the entrance and shook the snow from his body. Walking down the hall, he removed his scarf and almost removed his beanie before deciding against it. The hall was lined with lockers and doors. And where there weren't lockers or doors, there were bulletin boards with posters and notices for everything imaginable. Someone really should remove the old notices, he thought. You could barely see the actual board at this point.

"Hey,Winter, looks like you brought your element with you!" a gruff voice echoed behind him.

"Oh ha ha,I've never heard such a whimsical line before!" he responded, his words dripping with sarcasm.

It was Nathan,his best friend. Nathan was a hulking beast compared to him. With dark skin, brown eyes and close cropped black hair. Nathan was dressed in his finest winter clothes, which seemed somewhat out of place given that they were at school.

"Why are you so dressed up anyway?" he asked.

"Miles, it's the first day of the new term. I have to look good!" he answered,eyeing Miles' choice in clothing.

"Don't give me that look. Not all of us have a fashion designer mother...Or care enough about fashion to dress in anything less than comfortable." he chuckled.

"Fashion can be comfortable!" Nathan remarked, giving off an air of indignation.

"I suppose, but I like what I'm wearing thank you very much."

"Alright, alright!" Nathan laughed.

They walked past a connected hallway and Miles caught the glimpse of a blonde head disappearing into the office. Whatever he was going to think was cut off when they arrived at their homeroom. Nathan entered and held the door open for Miles.

"Such a gentleman." Miles remarked. At which point Nathan promptly let go of the door and turned on his heel. Miles laughed as pushed the door open himself and went to sit in his usual spot next to Nathan.

The door swung open and in strutted a rather tall girl by the name of Alice. She had long dark red hair that was tied up in a loose ponytail. She was dressed in blue jeans and a black leather jacket zipped all the way up. Her brown boots were also covered in snow.

"Is it really that hard to stomp your feet before you walk into the building?" Nathan asked.

"You want me to stomp in these?" she asked, incredulously. Bringing forth a fit of laughter from both Miles and Nathan. "These boots are far too expensive for wanton stomping!"

The bell rang and Alice took her seat on my other side as Mrs Elton stepped into the room. She was a portly lady in her fifties with gray hair and blue eyes. She was a sweet lady but prone to being scatterbrained. She was followed by a boy Miles didn't know. He recognized the boy's blonde hair as belonging to the same person he noticed walking into the office not five minutes ago. The boy was tall and slender. His navy jeans were tucked into thick black boots.A glimpse of a green shirt could be seen under the black hooded coat that was buttoned up almost to the top. Slung over one shoulder was a black backpack that looked rather empty. His hair was a light blonde colour. Mostly straight and brushed forward. His fringe stopped just above his thick, dark eyebrows. Sitting underneath his brows were a large pair of monolid eyes that were so dark they could be mistaken for black. His lips were rosy pink and slightly parted. He looked ahead, not looking at anyone in particular. After an awkward moment he cleared his throat, looking over at Mrs Elton.