Forever Waiting || Yoonmin

Chapter 11 - Hating life

"He isn't here." I whisper to myself feeling the sudden drop in my chest.

"I'm sorry what did you say Mr Park?" Mr Kim asks, eyeing me with amusement in his expression. He was sitting at his desk which was a couple of metres in front of me.

"Nothing." My cheeks turn a dark red colour while I face away from the entertained teacher who simply chuckled at my answer.

Damn he caught me talking to myself.

I head over to my desk waiting while other students fill into the class. My knee bounces impatiently, waiting for Yoongi to get here.

He never came.

I sigh as Mr Kim discusses classical music, and the history surrounding it.

I fidget in my chair, having the urge to pee but was to shy to put my hand up and ask if I could go.

My eyes fall onto the seat next to me.

I can't believe he didn't show up to class.

Is he okay?

"Mr Park!" Mr Kim brings my attention back to him,

"Umm yes?" Still squirming in my seat.

"What are you doing?" He questions, raising an eyebrow yet still finding my awkwardness interesting.

"Oh you know..." I rub my hand against the table to cover up my wriggling, "...just cleaning the table?" My own words now being unconvinced to myself.

"Cleaning the table?" Mr Kim grins, holding back his laughter that wanted to escape. I nod while the class roars with hilarity at my strangeness.

Mr Kim strolls closer to my desk so that I'm the only one that can hear him now.

"Mr Park please hurry along to the bathroom before you wet the seat."

My face was as red as a tomato but I quickly scramble to my feet and walk out of class.

So embarrassing, so embarrassing.

I power walk my way to the bathroom and do my business before washing my hands and leaving. On the way back however, I notice the door that is tucked away. Instantly I remember the time before and cringe at how creepy I came across.

He probably wouldn't be in there...

right?

Suddenly I hear something fall inside the room. I panic thinking that Yoongi might have hurt himself. I rush forward, yanking the door open.

I really wish I never checked inside now,

There sat a brunette girl on a small, individual desk with Yoongi standing between her legs.

They were in the middle of a heated makeout session.

Yoongi's top sprawled on the floor while his wandering hands were up the girl's t-shirt.

Instantly they stop when I practically tear the door away. the girl became embarrassed, pulling down at her baby pink t-shirt while Yoongi stood frozen. His eyes never leaving mines.

"I'm so sorry." I manage to chock out, slamming the door quickly behind me,

I feel sick to my stomach as I sank to the ground, my back now against the wall. They must have continued on since neither one left the room.

Not wanting to spend anymore time around them, I jump up and sprint back to class, holding in the tears that wanted to escape.

My throat felt like it was closing in on itself from refusing to cry. I suck in a deep breath, walking back into class.

Mr Kim had gave out worksheets for everyone to work on so the class was a bit more lively once I returned. No one even bothered to look up when I sauntered back into the classroom which I was thankful for. I knew that if I made eye contact with anyone I would start crying.

Why do you even care so much?!?

I sink back into my chair, avoiding everyone and especially Mr Kim's gaze.

~*~

"Lunch time, lunch time. Who loves lunch time. I love lunch time. Why do I love lunch time? Because it is munch time." Jin sings loudly as we walk through the hallways. We were on our way to lunch and honestly I wasn't really in the mood for food anymore, I was actually contemplating whether or not I should just head home since my stomach was hurting too much.

We amble our way over to our usual table, Jungkook was already there typing away on his phone.

Jin searches around the nearby area, "where's Tae?"

"He said he had to speak to the teacher and that I should head downstairs before him." Jungkook mutters while taking another bite of his pizza, still preoccupied with his phone.

Both Jin and I sit down across from Jungkook as we tuck into our own food.

"Jimin!"

Oh crap I forgot.

"Hey Hoseok." I try to pull my best fakest smile but it automatically fails as soon as I see the boy next to him.

"Sorry I brought Yoongi along with me if that's alright?" Hoseok scratches the back of his neck staring down at me. I refuse to even give Yoongi a second glance feeling annoyed at what I saw earlier.

God you sound like such a little bitch.

"It's fine."

Hoseok grins while taking a seat beside Jungkook. Yoongi takes a seat beside me,

I hate my life.