You and what ARMY? || BTS FF ||

And so it begins

Hey fellow army and/or newcomers, I'm happy you're giving this book a chance! Now it might be a little slow at the beginning but it'll pick up soon, I promise! Now before you say anything, the updates might be a little slow since I really want to make this book a success. I'll be revising it over and over again until I'm satisfied with what I wrote. I think that's it, hope you like ittttt! 🤗🤗🤗

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You know that feeling when you wanna kill yourself?

Well, I mean not literally KILL yourself, but you know, bury yourself alive in a ditch where no one could find you. You know, that kind of feeling?

That's how I feel every time I look at the clock. Is it just me or the clock purposely seems to go slower when I'm at school than at home? Luckily, the bell rings right when I decide to give up on my math homework. Might I just add that today is a Friday. At my school, every Friday ends at 1:27 pm instead of 4:27 pm for no particular reason. But I won't question why since it helps me recuperate faster for the next week of torture to come. That's a lie I tell myself anyway, I always say I'll just chill in my room and binge watch a random tv series on Netflix until I fall asleep. What really happens? I try to finish all my homework so I only have to concentrate on my studies and oral presentations during Saturday and Sunday. Which doesn't always work since all of my seven or so teachers think I have so much FREE TIME during my two fucking days of rest.

I sprint to my locker and quickly place my books in my bag to avoid the mob of students loudly approaching. I put my earphones to block the annoying noise and play some BTS - No More Dream. As usual, I get pushed and shoved like I didn't even exist but I don't care. Like everyone here, I'm done with everything related to education. I remember when I started middle school and I would cry when I got a bad grade. Now, I shrug it off or laugh about it with my friends who didn't get good either. That's how much it sucks the life out of you. Did I mention I hate school?

"Helloooooo! Earth to Brianna." My friend calls out to me. I pull out my right earphone to hear my best friend's unique voice. I turn to see her all dressed up and ready to leave.

"What's up?"

"I did it."

"What?"

"I broke up with him."

"You serious!?"

She nods. I close my locker to face her with a smile.

"I'm so proud of you!" I hug her. "VIKTORIYA PETERSON IS FINALLY SINGLE EVERYONE, A ROUND OF APPLAUSE PLEASE!!!" I shout out in the lockers with joy.

"Shut up!" She laughs as we both leave the building. We walk towards our bus stop with a slower step than usual. I look at Viki, her eyes focusing on her feet.

"You always were a terrible liar." I sigh.

"Huh?"

"Listen, it might be hard at first but you'll get used to it. I mean, look at me, I've been single since the day I was born and I'm not dying!"

"That's not true, you've had a boyfriend before." She lifts her head to see in front of her.

"That lasted like, a month and we were better off friends than dating each other." I watch as her frown deepens.

"You do understand why he wasn't good for you, right? He lied about being somewhere when he was actually hanging out with another girl, which might I add, kept holding his hand and kissing him on the cheek! Plus, the whole school knew he had a crush on that same girl and many will agree with me that he still had feelings for her while you two were DATING. And don't even get me started on the way he treated you as if you were a trophy or a toy in front of his friends!"