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Y/N P.O.V.

I woke up realising it was a Monday. I didn't want to get out from bed, I wanted to sleep a little more. But since I couldn't, I walked outside in the kitchen and grabbed some food from the fridge. After breakfast, I went back to my room to search for something to wear. I picked out those items that I didn't yet put away into my closet. As I walked back to the kitchen, my dad was already there. He was boiling eggs.

"Do you want eggs?"M y dad asked me.

"Nah."I shook my head, pouring myself some orange juice."I've already eaten."

"Should I take you to school?" He asked.

"I'll go with the bus, it's no biggy." I said and took another bite from my apple.

I heard footsteps coming from the hallway. I looked up and saw Jimin walking into the kitchen. I almost forgot he lived here. He was already dressed in a simple beige Puma hoodie, black ripped jeans and simpe with sneakers.

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"Good morning." Jimin said and sat down on the bar stool next to me.

"Good morning." My dad placed the plate full of boiled eggs in front of him.

As they were eating, I packed into my backpack and then went to the bus stop with Jimin. We didn't talk much because I was shy. He was looking around the street, he seemed fascinated by the area. "Have you gone to a public school before?" I asked out of nowhere.

"No." Jimin shook his head. " I was homeschooled. I had different teachers every year, because my father wanted the best education for me." He sighed. "I think I'm a little bit happier I can live a normal life for the time I'm here."

"Oh." I nodded."Well, I think it'll work for you." I told him and he looked at me with a confused expression. "I mean, it'll be easy for you to fit in because you are good looking."

He didn't say anything about what I said. I thought he was just tired, but it also seemed that he didn't really want to talk or just didn't like me. The bus arrived in a few minutes and we got up on it. When Jimin stepped on the bus he got some looks from people who noticed he was new. They didn't know him, but there were a few staring at him. Nobody really guessed he was the prince. " Do people here always stare this much?" He asked, rubbing his eyes with the bottom off his pam. As we got to school, there was one of Jungkook's friends filming the people, interviewing the others who they thought the next queen was going to be.

"Get the camera out of my face right now!" I whispered to him, not meaning to be rude. I just hatef when I was filmed. It was a childhood memory, that made me hate being on camera. 

"Somebody's in a bad mood."He rolled his eyes.

I wasn't in a bad mood, but I couldn't stand being on camera or in front of people. It always made me feel awkward. When I was smaller and we lived in Y/H (your country), I was bullied quite a lot. One time they filmed the way they were mocking me and being rude to me, then it was posted online. After that everybody made fun of me, so I wasn't sad when we had to move because of my dad's job.

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