School's starting today. And guess what, you're not excited.
Walking down the street you tighten your grip onto your phone, which you had plugged your headphones into. You open the front door without hesitation and your expressionless face starts to form an unimpressed look.
In a slow pace you walk to the principals office. Getting your schedule and finding your class was pretty easy so far.
"Please, dear teacher, whoever you are, please don't make me introduce myself." Your mindset aiming for the negative again.
You started to get bored, so you took your journal out to draw. This journal was the most important thing to you. You had kept it over so many years and you still have so many pages to write on. Everything was put in there. From thoughts to poems to drawings.
The bell ringing wasn't noticeable with loud music in your ears, so you kept drawing.
You flinched at the sudden shudder from your desk. There was a hand to be seen. Your eyes slowly made their way from these fingertips over his arm up to his face.
A brown haired guy. Even with all this seriousness he still managed to smile, signaling me to take my headphones off.
"The bell has already rung Ms....? Are you the new student?"
"Y-yes Sir."
"Okay, then. I'm Mr. Park. Go ahead, introduce yourself."
You stand up fully loaded with annoyance, not showing it though.
"H-hello, my name is Min Y/n. I'm 17."
"Okay, tell us a bit about yourself."
"Uh-m.., Well, I like music, poetry and sleeping."
"Any hobbies?"
"I draw and write."
"Interesting..." he eyed you strangely.Something about him seemed off to you, but you can't deny, he is cute and a really good teacher.
Though, there was some sort of hatred you had felt towards him. You couldn't understand why...~~
This girl... she's really shy, and cute. But mostly interesting. He seems to have some things in common with her.
~~
"Y/n ~ah, please stay in class for lunch break. Spend it with me."
"Wh-why?"
"You're new here, you could use friends."
"B-but you're my teacher."
"Trust me, it's okay."You hesitantly sat down while straightening your skirt.
You weren't hungry, so you just looked down on your lap and waited.
"So, you write?"
"Yes, Mr. Park."
"What?"
"I don't know. I just write what's on my mind."
"Show me?"
"W-what?!" You were confused.
"I meant your works."
"Th-they're really personal."
"If you're not comfortable, you don't have to show me."
"T-thank you, M-mr. Park.""Oh, and... if I catch you drawing or playing with your phone in my lesson again, ... I'll have to give you detention."
"Don't worry, Sir. It won't happen again. I'm sorry."
"It's okay. It was your first day."
~~He had only been thinking about you. Your long, curly, dark brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, and plump lips.
He's been missing you, but he knew letting you go was for the best. Besides it wouldn't be long until you guys could see each other again.
It was now 8:00 pm and he was still on his train. Taking in the violin sounds coming from his earphones, he texted you.~~
YG: hey, sis! I miss u
Y: I miss you too!
YG: only a few more hours until I get to see you again:)
Y: can't wait
YG: me neither...
hey, do you mind if I invite my friends over tomorrow night?
Y: no, of course not.
YG: thx
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