You're just a normal collage student whom everyone thinks is ugly... and you have a bit of trauma an issues you need to work out... But that all changes when the most popular guy in your school takes interest in you. But is it for better or for wor...
As you stretch, getting out of your seat, you spot you boy best friend and your ex boyfriend talking to each other. To avoid them seeing you, You slip out the alternate exit, the entrance to the joint classroom. Trying to successfully escape, you rush to the other door in a slight panicked frenzy, not laying attention, your mind still preoccupied by the scene you saw...
SMACK
"Ah shi-" you run into someone.
"I'm sorry are you ok?" They say,
"yeah I'm fine I should just be more careful." you look up at the unfamiliar male voice's owner.
"Ahhhh! Y-you... Your!" you scoot towards the now closed door from which you entered.
....
Its the schools ace... KIM NAMJOON. And he's talking to YOU. you stare blankly at his beautiful face.
"Helllooo? Earth to freshman.... " He slowly waves his hand in front of your face. You snap out of your daze but you're still trying to speak... Speak dammit... Say something!
"Hi I'm Y/n, mice to neet you!" You say awkwardly.
Awee shiiiiiitt! Why do I do that?! He looks at you as if you said something weird, cause you did. "I know who you are... but could you help me find my glasses? Sorta lost them in our little colision." He says, looking around the room.
"S-sure... " you say internally freaking out. Your eyes dart around the floor of the room, you spot a pair of gold rimed glasses under a nearby unoccupied desk. You quickly stumble-walk tword the glasses and snatch them off the floor,clean them a bit, then hand them back to Namjoon. "Tha-" He starts. You practically run out of the room, "Ok. Gotta go. Bye!" "Ank you...?".
He may be nice and popular, but befriending him would mean undoing all the trouble you went through to not stand out.
--##~~~€¥{time skip bestowed upon this story by a snakeu }¥€~~~##--
Its 11:00 pm (EST). You sit at your desk on your laptop playing videogames half heartedly and eating instant ramen when you hear a knock. "What do you want. State your bisness, behind the door please." You said it more like a statement than a question because you knew exactly who was behind it. The knock sounds again but this time louder and more elaborate, similar to the ones your middle school classmates made on their desk in their stupid little rap battles. You hear him walk away and go back to what you were doing, but suddenly your room door swings open. "Oi, Y/n you better not be watching porn!" your older step brother Yoongi burst into your room scaring the shit out of you. He laughs at you while you attempt to push him out of the room. But he just plows you over and lays on your bed.
"If I were.... you'd probably watch with me, would you?" You say jokingly.
You wonder seriously why he's stronger than he looks when he sleeps so much more than you. "Ahh...." He sighs looking around,
"why are you so weird? Are you falling for me or something?"
he closes his eyes and says: "Why is your bed so much more comfortable than mine? Is it the the topper or the comforter?". "Why are you asking me so many questions?" You snap.
"'Cause." Yoongi retorts, sounding tired. Seriously what does this guy do when I'm not around?
"''Cause' what?"
"I want candy."
"Go buy some."
"Buy me some... Please." He said 'please' as if he was just adding it on. ... "Fine but you owe me." You reluctantly say. "I'll give you twice as much as what ever you get me is worth. Deal? " "Deal." You head out. Money? Check. Jacket? Check. Keys? Check. Diabolical plan?... Double check. You laugh molevolently in your head because people would look at you weird if you did it out loud... You weren't weird.
You get to the nearest convenience store, that was open, and buy 10 dollars worth of candy and a energy drink for your self. Late night youtube was calling you. Its not like you didn't know the material in class. As you were walking home, you trip over a precariously placed pothole and it felt like you broke your ankle. Owww! What the hell! Again with the clumsy shit! You think as you hit the ground... HONK! HONK! A Semi truck was barreling tword your struggling form. You were trying to crawl out of the way, but like the white girl in every horror movie you failed miserably. But just before it hit you, you felt someone or something pull you out of the way...
------+-----+------+------+----+------+-- A/N CLIFF HANGERS ARE MY THANG MAN! this is my first fanfic and I hope you enjoy it!
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