stereotypes;
school community is all about stereotypes. actually, not only school but life itself.
When two types collab, drama tends to happen. And maybe, new types are created?
From scarred to strong.
From a player to possessive
(Angst, Drama...
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" I failed at math again. " Jungkook whined.
" Told you to study better " Taehyung shrugged.
" not like you passed it either. " Jungkook rolled his eyes.
Jimin was spacing out. Thinking of ways to get Haeran to open up to him.
He already complimented her, asked her out and went for skinship too. So why has she not yet opened up to him? It was frustrating.
" Hey Jiminie-pabo, you failed too didn't you? " Taehyubg snapped Jimin out of his trance.
Jimin groaned, remembering he had to retake the algebra test again. But then realized something.
" ohoho .. " Grinning evilly and scaring his two younger friends, Jimin had a new plan to perform on Yoon Haeran.
" Hyung? Last time you had that look, Suga hyung locked you up for 2 days. " Jungkook remind him.
Jimin only sent a small glare to his younger friend. " Haeran's gonna turor me " he said smugly.
" Oh. " Jungkook a little disappointed hearing Haeran's name.
" Yes so now excuse me because I have a girl to seduce " With that; Jimin collected his things and left ti search for his toy.
Haeran had just sat down in the empty classroom to eat her lunch alone like usual. Mind was blank as she soulessly eat her home-made lunch.
" Noona~ " Jimin cooed behind her, startling her.
" Oh .. hi " she awkwardly greeted.
" Home-made food ! Do I get some? " he sat diwn and gave her his killer eye-smile.
" Mian .. I couldn't make yours today " She said, remembering that she promised to make him lunch today.
" Gwenchana. I already had lunch, I just came here to chat with you. " he brightly said.
" Oh .. " she paused eating. Hoping that he'd talk so she can answer him because she isn't able to start a conversation properly.
" So, did you clear your weekend for me? " hee hoped she did because he was sick of pushing and pulling.
You're not allowed to go out Yoon Haeran.
" Mian .. I .. have plans " she muttered morunfully. She hated this.
For the first time in her life, Haeran actually objects on a rule that her dad set. She learned to be quite and obey every word from her father.
But she didn't want to anymore. There was someone -Jimin- who was willing to actually wanna be around her with no complains. Or so she thought.
" you sure are a busy noona. " Jimin felt suspicious. Her answer and reaction weren't too convincing that her plans were pleasent ones. Thus making him remember the burn on her hand. His eyes trailed over to her tiny hand.
" how's the burn by the way? " he asked, still suspicious.
" It's fine. " replying nonchalantly, Haeran bites on her inner cheek.
Jimin didn't know what else to say to keep a conversation going. She was not available at any day after school to tutor him or go out with him.
Haeran sensed the awkwardness. She blamed hereelf miserably for not being able to speak like a proper human being. She fidgeted with her chopsticks.
" um .. you .. were great in soccer. " she blurted.
Jimin blinked, he didn't expect a compliment from her. But he smiled at her " Gomawo ! I was wasn't I? Basketball team gonna regret not choosing me because I'm short. " he said annoyed.
" Oh, but you're not really short .. " Haeran trailed off. If anyone here is short, it has to be Haeran. She's exactly 156 cm.
Jimin actually let a genuine smile escape him " Am I? Perhaps you're just short noona. " he had the urge to tease her.
Her cheeks turned pink ever so easily in embarrassment. " I didn't grow too well .. "
" You have. You have the perfect height next to me " he flirted, amused.
She felt even more shy if that's possible, the pink on her cheeks darkening into red. Was it normal for a human to be this pale and to flush easily?
(A/n : I flush quickly too lol. What's even worst, it's not just my cheeks, my whole face does smh)
" can I ask you something? " Jimin asked with his head tilting.
She nodded unsure at him.
" why are you so quite? " he asked seriously.
She blinked, looking at her lunch box sadly.
" I'm .. just like that. " she chose to answer not too honestly.
" But noona, you have a nice voice. You should speak more. " he pressed more.
She looked up at him with her big eyes, they were wide, making them even bigger as her lips were pressed tightly, making her single dimple appear on her left cheek.
" I-I'll try to .. I promise .. " She shyly added.
Jimin can only let out an amused smile at her. She's really cute like Jungkook said. She almost resemble a tiny doll with her fratures. I can't believe she's already 18.
" U-um .. " fidgeting again, she decided to pack her lunch and chopsticks so it can be more comfortable. " d-do you .. um .. " he waited, almost eagerly for her question.
" Have m-many friends? " she asked.
Friends, huh. Jimin fell silent for few seconds before deciding to shake his head.
" Hmm, how do I put this. People know who I am and pretend to like me, but I hate them. To me, they are all fake. Although I have BTS. So in total, I got 6 real friends. " Jimin chose to answer honestly. He just felt that it'll be the best answer.
His answer was something Haeran can relate to. As an only child raised by a single father, she was taught not to be close to males. And she chose to stay away from females because they all natrually dislike her.
She nodded slowly in trance. Jimin tilted his head " How about you noona? "
" Not really. " she answered also honestly. Jungkook's image flashing quickly in her head but she only shook her head.
Jungkook only greeted her and called her cute. He wouldn't think of her as a friend. What about Jimin?
He wasn't exactly a friend to her either. More like .. a crush?
" I see .. " he nodded. He already knew. He didn't know she existed until they had this bet to crack her shell and break her.
Break her. He suddenly frowned then quickly shook his head
He only hung out with her just to break her. That's merely it.