She is My Reflection ° RM X Reader

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  I plop myself down onto my desk as I get ready to spend my entire day in this building. I've been following this routine for a while now. It's roughly August and it's getting pretty tiring.
  Hello?? I'm Cha Mincheol, I'm eight teen years old and I'm High School Junior. I live with my Grandma Yoon since both of my parents died when I was five. My Dad died from cancer and my Mom killed herself by standing in front of a Subway. I also have a older brother is three years older than me (21). His name is Cha Siwon. It wasn't easy growing up. Grandma always got on to me for the littlest things. A lot of the times I want to run away from her to go to Grandma Cha's. She always cared for me like a mother. But she lives in the other side of town and I just don't have the guts to escape.
  I'm the first person in this classroom, as always. But as minutes pass, more and more students fill up the empty seats.
  The one in front of me has no life in it whatsoever. Mak Jiwoo was the girl who sat in front of me. She no longer goes to this school because she moved to America. Jiwoo comes from a really wealthy family and has enough money to get her to the states. She never did anything to disturb me though, im just not as rich as her. Her boyfriend, Kim Namjoon, broke up with her because he wouldn't handle the withdrawal. Im not going to lie, I've had a small crush on him for a very long time. Until Jiwoo asked him out. Probably that's why I'm jealous of her. But let's face it, Jiwoo is way more attractive than I am and Namjoon probably doesn't even know that I exist!
  I sigh as I stare at the back of his head. Namjoon looks awful cute when he's focusing on his work.
  Namjoon sits to my left, one chair up. I can still see him so clear as if he were right in front of me. How could someone be born so perfect?
  Sometimes I would just stare at the back of his head for a long time. Probably until he has to turn around for some reason. I often get too carried away and I wont learn anything that day. But I'm a pretty smart kid and I pass all my classes so it really wouldn't matter.

  Mr. Oh, my homeroom teacher, grabs the classes attention so he can tell us what he is about to say and it feels like it's important.

  I've heard students who've had him talk about some long-term project we have to do. I'm crossing my fingers so hard that it's not what they say.

  "Okay class, I've arranged a major project for this year. It would be due on May 25th. I call it "The Reflection of Our Kind". This project will be a social arrangement that can be taken place anywhere in town or outside of town. But you need to visit that location to collect your information. You will have to come up with a question that you will answer there. Specifically, you will have to visit your place to collect info about the people who inhabit that place and get their opinions about your question. Why did they pick what they chose? What benefited them to think that? Would this environment influence other people's answer? Basically "reflecting" what our country and or us as a population really think. Then, you will have to type a 5-page essay, summarizing what you learned.", Mr. Oh explains the project.

shit...

He adds, "And this will be a group project of five, I will be picking your partners." Mr. Oh looks at me.

  I have a feeling he was doing me a favor because for the last group project, I had to do it all by myself. I mean, I still made 100% on it but I guess he feels sorry for me.

  Everyone in the classroom groaned. Im guessing they were already picking out their partners by now. It hadn't had a big impact on me, though. This is a small class so im guessing there will be about 3-5 groups.

  "Jungyu, Dosoo, Nabum, Noyoung and Suyeol; you are group one."

  "Mr.Oh, can we pick a name for our group?", Noyoung yelled from across the room.

  "Yes, but don't get too distracted now.", Mr.Oh replied.

  "Jisoo, Yigyeom, Soyoung, Mirae, and Damin; you are group two."