sapiosexual || taennie

c h a p t e r t w o

j e n n i e

I enter the classroom after me and Seungwan's conversation. I go to my seat, a few seat behind the front row, and wait silently for the school bell to ring.

As I wait, someone from behind taps my shoulders, and I know exactly who it is. I stand up from my seat, and turn around.

"What do you want Jisoo?" She chuckles along with her two 'friends' Rosé and Lisa or 'henchmen' to be exact. "Chill. I was just checking on you to see how you're doing" Pushes me teasingly with her index finger. "Shut up. I don't want any of your bullshit." I give her a fake chuckle and and push her like she pushed me.

"You know, in a few months, we're graduating high school. And once you go to college, what are you gonna have now?"

This was one of the reasons I get so annoyed of her. She pulls up this question every single time she can't think of a good comeback.

"I might lose this position." I say to her as I slowly walk up to her. I whisper in her ear.

"But at least my conscience is clear."

t a e h y u n g

"Hey hyung, I'm heading to school now" I say to my roomate Yoongi, who was just sleeping on the sofa.

I look at him sleeping on the couch. "Should I wake him up?" I reach my hand to give his shoulder a slight tap when I remember the first rule he said to me when I got to his house.

"Never wake me up when I'm asleep unless it's really important. If there's something you want to let me know,  then leave a note on the table."

I write a message on a small peice of paper and leave it on the table before I head to school.

I follow the map he gave me so that i wouldn't get lost. He drove me to school yesterday, and asked me to remember the places we would pass by to get to school. And as a precaution, he gave me a map.

It was actually surprising how lost you could get in Seoul even if my school is near his place.

I reach my school, and head to Mrs. Lee's office.

"Hello?" I peek inside the door and see the principal sitting on her chair, writing something on some documents. She notices me and stands up. She shakes my hand and asks me to sit on the chair facing her side of the table. "So you must be Kim Taehyung?" "Yes."

"She opens her drawer and gives me a plain white folder. I open it. "What is this?" "Those are the school guidelines and some rules you have to follow."

I look through the folder and see a few booklets inside. There were some about rules on campus grounds, grading systems, and more.

"Since you are a scholar, you have to keep your grades stable every semester of this school year to avoid any issues. We barely get any scholars here. But as soon as we heard that we'll be getting a student like you, we had to prepare."

I listened to her and stuffed the folder inside my backpack. "I'm curious about how school goes here. Do you have a certain room for a class or....?"

"Yes. We have different classes per level depending on your grades. If you're a failure, you belong to the lowest class there is. It would usually be up to Class E, but if there are too many or too little students, we have to make some adjustments.

"For your cause though, you certainly belong in Class A, without question." "Will there be permanent classrooms for each class or do we move?" "The students do have to move classrooms but they move as a class. So each class goes into a different room, meaning that there are permanent classes but different classrooms."

The principal hands me a peice of paper that has all my schedules and teacher's names on it.

"Well, good luck on your first day! If you have any questions, feel free to visit my office or ask on of your teachers." I stand up and give her a bow and head outside.

"Room 26, Room 27, Room 28, oh there it is! Room 29." I was about to enter the room, when a guy wearing a teachers uniform (which I'm assuming was my first period teacher) tells me something.

"You're Taehyung?" "Yes." "Well, I'll call you when you should enter the room. So stay here." I nod and wait.

j e n n i e

I hear the classroom door open and all the students in the room go to their proper seats and stay silent.

"Good Morning" "Good Morning Mr. Han" We greet our teacher in chorus.

"So as some of you might have heard, there is a new student, or scholar to be precise who will be your new classmate."

So this Taehyung dude is in my class? It can't be. Class A barely gets new students because all of the old students who's grades moved up got to our class. And Class E gets all the fresh people.

"I know you guys barely get new student from other places but now you will have one."

The whole class starts talking and whispering. One of my clasmates raise their hand. "Why is he or she moving in with us in the middle the of the first semester?" "His grades weren't compatible with the student back at his school, so they had to move him here."

Is he that smart? I can't believe it. New students would always be in the lowest classes.

"Are you sure the person is a new student?" "One hundred percent new."

The whispers got louder. Who is this dude? This can't be the Taehyung guy.

My teacher walks up to the door and opens it. "You can come in now"

The guy enters the room, head bowed down, and his face was hard to see clearly, even if I was sitting by the front.

"Go ahead. Introduce yourself to the class." The guy stays silent, and so do we. "Go on. Don't be shy." Mr. Han says.

"Hello. I'm Kim Taehyung."

No fucking way.