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"Hey, are you okay?" A brown haired boy asked.
"Yeah... I think." Jimin winced in pain when the boy pulled him to his feet.
"My names jungkook by the way."
"Jesus, you're strong." Jungkook looked tough, badass but also insanely soft? It was something not even Jimin could explain.
Jungkook shrugged in response, already knowing the information that Jimin had just gave to him.
"Who was that asshole? The one with the red hair?" Jimin asked taking off his mask as all the halls blinds were closed.
"Kim Taehyung, he's actually really nice once you get to know him, and he's like totally cute right? Like you look at him and he just seems so edgy but all you wanna do is squish his che-"
"I'm guessing you like him?"
"......Definitely."
They continued walking, down the halls waiting for the bell to ring until jungkook decided to ask a question.
"So... why do you cover up so much?"
"Okay, I was told they had informed the school about my condition? But it seems like no one seems to know." Jimin giggled slightly, causing jungkook to smirk at his cuteness.
"Oh no there was something about someone during class assembly but no one seems to listen to those things if I'm being honest." The younger replied.
"Wow... anyway, the reason I cover my skin up so much is because..."
"Are you gonna continue or?" Jungkook asked.
"Sorry I was pausing for dramatic effect," he giggled, "I have quite a serious allergy to sunlight."
"Wow, that sounds... awesome!" Jungkook smiled showing off his bunny teeth.
"It's really not... believe me..."
"B-But, it's like you're out of some cool movie or something!" He said his face full of pure excitement.
Jimin laughed at how enthusiastic the younger seemed to be about it, so he just let him continue to blabber about how the elder was lucky to have such an interesting thing in his life.
Then, the bell rang.
"Sorry to leave you, but I can't be late for class," the younger went towards doors leading to the English department, "bye!"
Jimin waved in his direction and took out his time table. His first class was modern studies, so he somehow had to find it.
Luckily, he found a small older lady standing around the doors, probably making sure the freshman students knew where their classes were. So that's when he decided to approach her.
She didn't help too much, but she did give Jimin a rough idea of where he had to go. He followed her instructions strictly and he found himself in a corridor, right in front of his class.
He was frozen in place with his hand on the door handle, anxiety consumed his whole body and he felt like crying. He felt like he had to inhale twice as much oxygen unlike the usual, his heartbeat in started to quicken by the second.
He lifted his hand shakily; he took his backpack off unzipping a small compartment at the front and grabbing two small pills, he swallowed them dry and sat down beside the door with his back to the wall.
After a few minutes Jimin started to calm down, his heart beat had finally stopped beating so loudly. He stood back up and decided to try going into the class again.
So he did, he opened the door to a room full of noisy students who didn't even notice him as they were to caught up in their own conversations. Yet, he still felt extremely anxious. He walked over to a small old lady, assuming it was the teacher.
"Hello miss, I'm a new student here and I was wondering where my seat is?" Jimin asked.
"Oh, you must be Park Jimin? Hm... let me see," she said pulling out a seating plan for the class, "You can sit next to Min Yoongi, he's up near the back."
Jimin gulped, hoping to god that there was somehow another Min Yoongi in this school, and sure enough it was same Min Yoongi he had that encounter with this morning.
He walked down the isle of blabbering students to reach his desk, the pink-haired Male plopped his bag down on the ground under his desk sighing, luckily Yoongi not noticing him.
He took out his phone so he could message his friend; Jackson. Jimin didn't have many friends, as he never went outside often, but he had made friends over the internet.
Jackson was someone Jimin had messaged almost everyday, he was someone Jimin could talk to about anything.
Jackson👌🏻😤 Hey chim, hows it going at your new school?
ChimChim 🌸 Help I think I'm going to die here djdjdj
Jackson👌🏻😤 Are the people nice?
ChimChim🌸 No Hyung :(
1 new message From Jackson 👌🏻😤
Jimin was interrupted by someone tapping his shoulder, he turned around to soon see a small boy, Min Yoongi.
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