Chapter 5: The Long Way To School
Jimmmin:
I want to die kookieKookaye:
Don't we allTaetaehyung:
I need more positive friendsJimmmin:
Min Yoongi stole my sketch book during detentionKookaye:
So when are we holding your funeral thenJimmmin:
RnTaetaehyung:
Did he ruin it??Jimmmin:
What ?Taetaehyung:
Did he vandalise it or anything?Kookaye;
Sounds like a Min Yoongi thing to doJimmmin:
.......Taetaehyung;
WHATJIMMMIN:
IVE TO GO BYETAETAEHYUNG:
DON'T YOU DARE LEAVE PARKJIMMMIN HAS LEFT THE GROUP
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Oh fuck
Jimin stared at the page, his heart leaping from his chest.
I want to die
There before him was his sketch book open on a page filled with drawings of Min Yoongi that Jimin drew in class one day.
Scrawled in black biro in the top corner was a phone number with the words "we need to talk- Yoongi'
Why do we need to talk I don't know him.
There was also a little music note drawn beside Yoongis signature.
I am not texting him.
While Jimin had always drawn people he thought looked interesting, he had never considered them finding out he was drawing them.
This was uncharted territory.
Do I apologise?
Jimin decided to just pretend the whole thing never happened.
He ripped the page from his sketch pad and crumpled it into a ball.
The page found a new home inside the rubbish bin beneath Jimins desk.
I'm not phoning that no good, blonde haired menace.
Despite the ball of anxiety forming in Jimin's chest, he somehow managed to get himself into bed before he dug the paper out of the bin.
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The next day Jimin was half way to the the school bus before he remembered that Min Yoongi was probably going to try to talk to him.
Jimin considered running in the other direction and flinging himself off a cliff but he had a maths test today.
While some incredibly anxious people might find their anxiety makes them obsess over every detail regarding a situation that makes them uncomfortable, Jimin found that it made him just shut off sometimes and forget key details about situations.
Such as the fact Min Yoongi also took the same bus as Jimin.
It wasn't until Jimin saw an unnaturally blonde head walk out from behind the bus stop that he remembered and mentally slapped himself.
"Oi Park Jimin, the fuck didn't you text me yesterday?"
And now I'm walking to school I guess
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The Music Boy //m. yg x p. jm ff
Fanfiction♡♡♡ "I like cute boys and music" "rather a contrast to your image Min Yoongi" ♡♡♡ Used to be called "the music teacher" when it was published on @bangtanlester