you changed.

look.

"look." — chapter one

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today is undoubtedly the day i start high school. i'm equipped and prepared—i've got all my supplies in my book bag, my skin is looking fresh, my hair is neatly cut brushed, and my attitude is far brighter than the shimmering ring light on my mirror. i'm so ready to start this day, i say to myself as i quickly comb my bangs just one more time for good measure, and then rush out of the room.

i look upon my new school admirably. the humongous roman-like building, coated in a beige paint, stands before me, intimidating me almost. i smile and shrug, the bottom of my eyes squinting cutely. time to begin high school, time to rekindle old flames, time to bring a new light upon my friendships, and last but not least, time to look for you.

you're the first person i see when i enter the room. you're a cute boy with pouty cherry lips and doe-like eyes. as i settle down into my new seat next to you, i can't stop stealing glances at you. not because i like you, but because there's something different about you. you're wearing makeup, more makeup than i or any of the other male classmates are. your hair is soft and silky looking, like you tend to it every waking hour. your skin is smooth, like a dainty girl's. everything about you screams female, but you can't be; you're park jimin, male student #11, basketball hottie, well-known heartbreaker. you're park jimin, my best guy friend from middle school.

you look at me, and i smile and wave. the teacher is rambling on but neither of us care. when you smile back, i see the apparent lipstick gradient that you applied, because of the small stain on your front teeth. i ignore it, and ask you, "how was summer, jimin?"

you grin again, and i see that stain again. while you're answering, i stare at your lips, debating whether or not to tell you, without really listening to you. you stop talking but i don't notice, i just keep awkwardly debating within my head. when i finally look up to meet your eyes, they're soft and shimmering, but i can't read the emotions inside. you shake your head suddenly, and smack my hand, telling me to pay attention to the teacher. my head turns to the board because i just can't say no to you.

"jimin, your front teeth have lipstick on them," i mumble while still looking up at the teacher writing future class plans on the board, but you don't hear me. you're too busy trying not to admire me.

the class ends much too slowly, and i look around to talk to you. you're talking to some girls, and i think that you're trying to get a girlfriend or two, but you're giggling with them. what's wrong with you jimin? why do you seem so feminine all of a sudden? i purse my lips together in a line and gather my books in my back pack to leave for home. on the way out, you bump my shoulder, and ask to hang out today. i decline, saying mom doesn't want me to invite anyone over at the beginning of the year, but it's really because i need time to think over this change. you changed, jimin. why did you change?

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second fic to be published! thanks for the support on my other one, please enjoy this one too.