Muse 📸 // Reader x Kim Taehyung (EDITING)

2) Something Big

♪ Take this rock and start a fire.

Raise this up, we're feeling high.

They can't tell us anything

'Cause something big is happening. ♪ 

You casually slid your phone out from your desk and back into your bag. You gave your bestie a side-eye, smiling slightly before she death-glared at you for making your interaction way too obvious.

You had always been a good student, a good kid. But your best friend, well, she'd always been better—smarter, more well-behaved. She rubbed off well on you, being practically the opposite of a bad influence. All things considered, your favorite quality of hers was her ability to encourage and support you no matter how dumb or stupid your plans were. She was with you through and through—always had been and always would be.

The bell rang, signaling the end of the brutally boring class you had just suffered through.  You gathered your notebooks, throwing them haphazardly into your schoolbag. You were not sure what the teacher had said about the syllabus and honestly had not registered anything they said at all. The first day of school was always the worst because nothing ever happened—just a day of relaying the rules to you as if you did not already know or expect them in the first place. You could see the teacher glare at you from their desk, but you didn't worry too much about it. You had plenty of time to remediate that relationship.

"What class do you have next?" your best friend asked as you two made your way down the hall.

"Photography," you said with a big smile. 

You were excited about the many opportunities this arts secondary school had to offer you. Jimin had been studying contemporary dance here since he was your age, and he really loved it. You decided to study media arts like graphic design and photography.  Your twin was also attending the arts academy, studying primarily 2-D Art, although you had tried to push him to pursue performing. He had a great voice and could dance well but was always too shy to show them off publicly. You had been jealous of him for most of your life because you sure sound like you are dying when you sing and look like you are dying when you dance. You envied your brother's natural talent at almost everything he attempted.   

The only thing he did not really have perfected was his studies. Being more of a doer, stupid school things did not interest Jungkook. He would rather draw or play video games all night as opposed to studying.  You outshined him in that category, schoolwork never really being all that hard for you.  But, you wanted to be known for more than book smarts. You had a lot more to you that you wanted to develop.

Your father had wanted to send you to a college prep school, considering that you would be the most likely out of the family to achieve monetary success with a career. Jimin had been far too interested in dance from such a young age that there was no way they could talk him out of that dream. Jungkook had been a bit all over the place, and you knew your parents were still hoping that he would chase a dream of being a personal trainer or something steady like that. You guys still had time to decide after all, but you did not care about the money. You wanted your life, your livelihood, to mean something.

You still were not quite sure where life was taking you. You had always dreamed of wanting to tell stories, in whatever capacity you could. Capturing moments had always compelled you. Perhaps that is why you took so many pictures of your best friend, who at this point had gotten used to it. You enjoyed writing, but photography enabled you to tell so much more. As the cliché saying goes: "A picture is worth a thousand words."

"Photography class? You sound super excited," your bestie chirped. She was right. You were excited, your heart nearly bursting from its heightened activity.  You knew this was the only class you were bound to enjoy this year, so you wanted to savor every moment. As you arrived at the classroom, you could feel your excitement growing.

"Catch you at lunch," you chimed before waving goodbye to your friend. She smiled brightly and carried on to her next class.

You cautiously entered the new room, each footstep feeling like a step closer toward your dreams. It was not long before you were taking in the sight, eyes wide and plundering the visuals before you. The classroom was amazing, something that seemed like it would be in a movie.  It was just too cool to actually be a classroom that you were going to be a part of, the atmosphere so laid-back and aesthetically pleasing. There were posters and photos scattered all over the walls, decades old and modern photography that each had a story to tell.

You found yourself wandering around, simply looking everything over. You got caught up looking at one particular photo when someone tapped you on the shoulder.

It was Kim Taehyung.

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