You alarm goes off and you grab you phone. You look at it and debate throwing it across the room. You pull yourself into a sitting position, and throw your hands down on the blankets. You look on your dresser, and have a instant feeling of calmness. Thank momma Jin for doing the laundry last night.
You get up, and throw on your uniform
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You walking down the hall to the MPR "Multi purpose room". It was the last day of sprit week, and you should planned for a local band to play. Nobody knew which band though.
You open the door, and walk in. You social Anxiety is telling you to leave, but you proceed to find an open seat. You enemy, Yoon Minka sits next to you.
"So I heard BTS is preforming" she says while sitting down.
You shrug, as it doesn't hit you.
"You can finally prove that they live with you, and your not lying" she says smirking.
Your smile fades. You remember the boys gave you a part in each of the songs, so either way, they would ask you to come on stage.
"Shit" you mumble under your breath.
"Ladies and gentelmen" the principal announced" may I present BTS"
The whole school stats making noise. You get up and make your way to the door. You open it and slide half your body through. The music stops.
"Ohh Nia" Taehyung says into the Mic.
"Nope" you mumble, pushing yourself through the door more.
"Pabo get up here" Namjoon says.
You turn around and glare at him. The whole school is silent. Jungkook climbs off the stage, and starts walking towards you. You try and scramble the rest of the way through the door, but you wont fit. Jungkook reaches you, and carries you bridal sytle back to
