The first meeting

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I groan as I sit at the back of the car, looking out the window. Summer is over and here I am, eating a sandwich while my annoying brother gets to sit in front. He doesn't even have to come, he already graduated university. It's a family thing where the whole family has to drop you off on the first day of the new school year. I still feel embarrassed when our car pulls over and everyone sees me getting out or crawling out like a cockroach or something.
Cliques? Well I don't exactly have one since this I'm a Korean And this is a Korean school. I mean, I do have plenty of friends,so I'm happy. I enter the halls and everyone was whispering and chattering about something. A new teacher that doesn't even have a teaching license. What the hell! And he's only 21? Okay. A 21-year-old with the last name Min is going to teach a bunch of 18-year-olds without a teaching license and any form of teaching experience? Okay... I'm here for grades not for fooling around and ruining my future. I laugh to the poor souls that will have to be taught by that excuse of a teacher. I dragged my legs to the faculty office to get my timetable.

(L/N) (Y/N)

English/ English Literature : Mr. N. Kim

Korean/ Korean Literature/Art : Mr. H. Jung

Music/Photography/Biology/ Class Teacher: Mr. Y. Min

Contemporary Dance/ History/Math : Mr. J. Park

Professional Acting/ Professional singing/ Mr S. Kim

Physical Education/ Health Care: Mr J. Jeon

Why the fuck is Min on this list and why is he my home room teacher?! I might have to change class since a homeroom teacher in our school teaches more that 2 subjects. Well, I will get to know more about our new teacher soon enough.

I enter my classroom and look at my new class. There wasn't really anyone that I knew. I groaned. My bes friends were in the next class. Together. I'll be totally alone this year. I looked around for seatmates. It's pretty awkward to be sitting next to someone you don't know. Rosé? The class sweetheart? Nope. I won't have any time to study quietly if boys are smothering around her like butterflies would to a pretty flower. Well, maybe that's why she's called Rose. Taehyung? Him and I. We're sort of like acquaintances? He has pretty good grades. Okay. I have decided. I will sit next to Taehyung. He can help me with my grades...I walked over and hung my bag around the chair. I pulled the chair out from the desk,trying to be as quiet as possible. I mentally facepalmed as it made a huge screeching noise. That's when someone finally noticed me. Out class monitor from last year. The one who's really annoying and nois-"(Y/N)!(Y/N)!!(Y/N)!!!Over here!!!" "What?" I tried to sound as uninviting as I can so that she can leave me alone to die in peace. Within seconds, that annoying midget had found its way next to my desk. I pretended to listen intently and scrolled on my phone while she kept yammering on and on about how excited she was for the new school year.
When I was still hanging onto my last breath, our new homeroom teacher finally walked in and silenced the class. Not. As soon as he set foot into the room, the girls started screaming like they were being murdered or something. Sure, it's so hard to find a young teacher with a normal face in this school. The teacher looked really young but somehow he felt like.....like..... a savage grandpa. He was actually dressed in formal attire, much to my surprise, given the fact that he is not an ACTUAL teacher. Black suit and black tie. His expression was unreadable. He looked like he wanted to leave right at the moment he came in but with a teeny hint of amusement. This is not bad. I just hate it when teachers waltz into the classroom on the first day and be like rainbows and smiles , getting everyone's hopes up for a fun year but then it slowly becomes hell as the teacher goes on in the year.
"Good morning, class. I'm Min Yoongi and I'm going to be your homeroom teacher this year. You can call me Mr. Min. That's all." He said as he sat down threw his legs on the table , leaning against his spinny chair. I watched as he closed his eyes. I thought he was going to stand up suddenly and yell at everyone for being so loud. But he fell asleep. Our teacher fell asleep. The whole class stared as our homeroom teacher napped soundly. Soft snores could be heard floating throught the room. I'll have to admit, this was pretty cute but inappropriate since everyone paid to learn, not to look at a 21-year-old guy sleep. Pretty soon, class ended and everyone was back in the halls, chattering about the teachers they got. (Y/n)!!! I turned around and saw...


This is the first chapter lol. I hope u like it😂😂💜💜

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