Let Go || BTS x READER [COMPLETE]

5. Right.

I walk to school like I normally would, except, I just realized that my first class was my dancing class. I clearly remembered the project, my favorite turning into my hated subject in just a few seconds.

I grabbed my dancing shoes from my locker and threw everything else that I didn't need in it (my locker).

I walk slowly to my classroom holding my shoes on the left and the strap of my gym bag on my right. It was pretty much like, who gets there the slowest, the only problem was that I don't like going to the classroom when there's already people in there.

I go to the classroom, finding no one inside. Sitting in my usual spot, and doing the usual, like changing my shoes or just listening to music.

Seconds turned into minutes as time passed. Students started to enter the classroom, after BangTan had entered.

They walked straight to me and smiled. "(Y/n)! Our teacher is giving us this whole period to practice and learn our dance and we'll be performing tomorrow!"

"WHAT?!" Okay, I maybe a good dancer but it takes me a few days to learn a new choreographed song. I can't just learn one over night.

Being in the same group with BangTan made everything worse for me. They're the best dancers in school and dancing with them only makes me insecure about my skills.

"I can't learn a choreography in the span of 24 hours without practicing all day..." I looked at them coldly, trying not to show how worried I am about this.

"Oh come on! You can do it! NamJoon and SeokJin hyung are so much worse dancers than you.We'll hang out after school to finish practicing." Hoseok said with a reassuring smile.

The teacher came in soon after, satisfied that we were all stretching to get ready to learn our own choreographies. She left after taking our attendance, giving a whole 4 hours for our dance project.

Bangtan decided to talk about the song first, telling me it was a song made by them. I didn't expect much from it, but they made me listen to it anyway. You can say, its pretty much out of this world.

I don't understand who they are anymore. They're so much more than what I expected. I just thought they were idiots who go around school not knowing that girls swoon over them all the time, but they're so much more.

They're talented, smart and handsome men who are accepting, innocent and friendly. They're the whole definition of perfect, but there's this one thing I will never think they have. My trust.

I never give anyone my trust until they earn it, and so far, no one has or even will try to earn it. I don't want them to earn it anyway, giving them my trust is giving away all my secrets.

I don't trust anybody and no body trusts me, that won't really change and I won't let my guard down.
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