the boy~ Jimin Fan fiction

chapter 2

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Im at school now. It's way too freaking early. I am not a morning person. Anyways i have 3 classes with Jimin and all classes with my best friend Hannah. I have 7 classes total, I definitely got lucky. Maybe it's my red hair that is lucky. I wish it was lucky enough to have Jimin like me..

Im now in English class drawing in my notebook since i finished all my work. "Can you help Jimin over there he really doesn't get this and you got it right away." The teacher asks me. I freeze at the thought of being that close to Jimin. What am i going to do, i mean i have to help him. The teacher told me too. "Okay, i will." Our teacher nods and gives me a smile.

Ugh this teacher is so creepy he always asks me to do stuff and tries to always put his hands on me and smile at me.

I make my way over to Jimin, practically having a mental breakdown as i get closer. "Uh-um hi Jimin. Uh t-the teacher told me to come help you." I say with my head down avoiding eye contact at all costs.
"If you're gonna help me at least look at me when speaking." He laughs and i look at him.

I can't do this his eye smile- his beautiful face. I am going to die.

I apologize and just focus on telling him what to do to get this over with. Even though I'm loving being this close to Jimin, i am an awkward person and i feel like he's judging my every move. "Wow," he does that cute eye smile again "I really do get it now, mhm maybe i need you to help me more often." He winks and does a cute pose. I am going to die. Right here. Right now. I half smile back and nod and practically speed walking back to my seat. I still feel his eyes on me- or at least i think so. I text Hannah even though shes in the same room as me i cant be that obvious.

Me: Hi im going to die DID YOU SEE THAT

Hanny: yess girl get it. You should have kept talking to him. What if he's into you?? ;)

Me: haha do you even know me and have you seen me before an angel like that wouldn't like me. Anyways lunch is next we'll argue more there. xx

Hanny: whateverrr
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At lunch me and Hannah kept arguing over whether or not Jimin could be a kpop idol or not. Our other friend, Taylor, came over and sat down. I immediately asked her if she thought he could be a kpop idol and soon we were all in a hard core discussion. I didn't even notice but Taylor sitting next to me nudged me and whispered "um don't freak out but mr.perfect is looking your way." I immediately froze and looked up. Yep he's looking at me. Why? Is there something on my face? My hair? I turn back to my friends and ask them if i looked weird or had anything on my face. "No you look adorable as always." Hannah says and Taylor nods in agreement. I blush even more and now i look like an actual tomato. Great. I look his way again- what he's not there. Where'd he go? I hear my friends giggle and whisper to each other, but im too lost in my thoughts to care. I feel someone tap on my shoulder- its Jimin. "Hello, how are you?" He says in his smooth high pitched voice. "H-hi um i-im good, what do you need?" Gosh why am i so awkward just be normal. Stop acting like you don't know how to speak. "I was wondering if you would help me with the English homework and help me study for the biology test tomorrow" My friends poke me and tell me to say yes because i can't function at the moment. "Uh sure I'll help you." I say quietly and smile. "Sounds perfect meet me in the library after school?" I nod. He rustles my hair and pats my shoulder and leaves.

Park Jimin you are going to actually kill me.

I hear Hannah and Taylor softly scream and they hug me. They smile and say "YA THATS MY GIRL" and "GO GET EM!" For the rest of the day Taylor and Hannah give me tips and tell me not to be so shy and to pretend its not Jimin. I take all of their advice but it's Jimin. I've liked him for 5 years even my mom jokes about me and him. How can i just 'be normal' around someone i idolized and love more than i love myself. We'll see.

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Wow im actually blushing at this scenario. Just imagining this is real makes me want to crawl in a hole and cry -xx