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September 2, 2014.

School is starting to feel really close. Maybe it's because it starts in barely 8 days, which I have no problem with. I honestly, and weirdly, like school, the smell of new books, the feeling of opening a new notebook for the first time, the feeling of writing with fresh new ink... I don't know, call me weird but I love it. But what I'm most excited for is seeing all my friends again, and it may sound creepy, but also watching the Bulletproofs from afar.
God, how I miss them. They don't miss me back, though. They look perfectly fine and happy without me. What hurts the most is that Suga (who is, actually, the only one I know) seems to be the happiest of them all.
Don't get me wrong, he deserves to be happy, it just makes me sad that he's happy leaving the way he did.
On the other hand, Baek and I are still friends. No awkwardness, no nothing, just friendship. We talked about it and, yes, that was awkward, but we came to the conclusion that it was the spur of the moment. He's my best friend. A brother.
Also, Noah has been acting the nicest way I've ever seen in him. Maybe it's to make me forgive him. Little does he know, I did that a long time ago.

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September 10, 2014.

"Wake up. Wake up! WAKE UP! Nari, it's 7.30, we're gonna be late as hell." Noah yells in my ear. Feels like he got inside my fucking ear and started screaming. God, what is he so loud for? Doesn't he know he disturbs more important people's (me) sleep?
Wait.
7.30?!?!
I need to get ready, like 15 minutes ago. I can't afford to be late again. Hold up, not again, it's just the first day. I smile stupidly to myself, knowing that I won't get any detentions for being late. At least, not for now.
I dress rapidly with a striped shirt, a white tee and some black denim shorts. That's what we do on the first day. After that we have to wear a hideous school uniform: white shirt/polo, chequered pleated skirt (a little too short for my liking), and knee high socks.
Noah and I leave the house almost running, and I, with an empty stomach.
As soon as we cross the gates, lots of guys (jocks, nerds..., literally every single boy on this school) approach my brother. He starts talking with them but stops mid-sentence  when something catches his eye.
"Nari, I think you should head to class. Aren't your friends already there?" He asks a bit too nervous. I give him a very confused look and nod my head while turning around to leave. "Wait, leave that way." He adds pointing to the back of the main building. This is so very weird. I just look at him while walking to leave through the main entrance.
As soon as I lift my eyes from Noah's I see... Suga.
Not just Suga. He's with Lara, the school's official whore. She should get a badge or something for her service to this community, banging almost every guy on campus (sarcasm). They're sucking each other's faces. I stay there in shock, watching, my mouth wide open. I turn around, tears threatening to fall off my eyes. I cover my mouth to make my sob inaudible and go back to Noah. He hugs me tight and runs his left hand through my long black hair. I know it shouldn't affect me, it's been 2 years since I had feeling for him and it's been enough time for him to move on. Ha, move on, as if he ever liked me.
When I'm about to pull away from Noah's embrace cause I feel I'm not a nervous crying wreck anymore, he bends down a little to whisper in my ear.
"Don't let that dickhead ruin you. He doesn't deserve you." His hot breath sends shivers down my spine and I giggle at the feeling.
"Thanks." I say finally pulling away. "I love you."
He smiles and kisses my forehead before spanking my ass jokingly and turning around again to his friends, the ones that stayed.
When I get to class I see my friends, Sara, Yoojung, Dohyung and Taejoon sitting on the tables and chatting vigorously, like gossiping. As I get closer, I catch some things of the conversation. Apparently, their conversation topic is the "couple of the year". Yup, you guessed it right, Suga and Lara.
The second Tae sees me, he throws a warning look to the other three members of our small little gang, who shut up instantly and greet me with big fake smiles.
"I know what you were talking about. Saw them earlier. No biggie." I say, pulling a fake smile of my own.
"Oh, well, Lara sure is beautiful. Just not as much as my precious lil bean. Or me." Sara says flipping her hair over her shoulder. I swear to god, are all Sarah's the same? I hope not. I chuckle looking down at my thought.
Everything's so quiet.
"What's going on?" I ask and as I look up I find a very awkward, and even nervous look in my friends' faces.
Dohyung holds up a very shaking finger and points to (I guess) someone behind me. I turn around and see the AMAZING, the GREAT, the OH SO GOODLOOKING Jeon Jungkook, a member of the BangTan Sonyeondan.
"Can I help you with something, bro?" I ask crossing my arms and standing up, a murderous look on my face (or at least I hope it is). I don't know why I stood up, he still is way taller than I am.
"Yeah, I'm looking for... Hall Nari? Yoongi hyung wants to speak with her." He says rather shyly. He's kind of afraid. Cute.
"Three things. One, I'm Nari. Two, who is Yoongi. And three, why would he want to speak with me?" I say, my tone dropping from irritation to annoyance.
"Cool!" He says excitedly. "Uhm, you may know him as Suga? And I don't know, he didn't tell me why. He just told me to go find the girl, which I successfully did." He answers my three points showing a big excited bunny smile. "Now, can you come with me? Please, Yoongi hyung is very impatient."
I agree out of curiosity, just to see what the dickhead wants to say, and say goodbye to my friends with a sigh.
After following Jungkook to literally the furthest and darkest corner of the building, we get to a room, which I suppose is... a janitor's closet?
"There, hyung." Jungkook says pushing me into the closet.
"Thanks, Kook." A deep male unfamiliar voice, I suppose is Suga's responds.

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