𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓 ; 김남준 ✧ completed

Chapter 1: The First Day

~This Book may contain Mature scenes not suited for all people. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK~

~ please note that i did write this story in 2017-2018, there are flaws in my writing, and so many cliches. ~ (2/10/21)

It was your first day of Senior year.

"Y/N, get downstairs!" Your brother Jackson yells from downstairs. You sit up from your bed and groan. You look to your nightstand and see it's 6:14 am.

You do your daily routine and then walk to your closet to pick out your clothes. You grab a black lace up shirt, a green bomber jacket, black ripped jeans, and put on a pair of black pumas.

"Wow, the most beautiful Y/N. Coming right back from her beauty sleep." Jackson chuckles and hands you waffles. You roll your eyes and munch on the waffles while sending streaks on snapchat.

~TIME SKIP~

"Bye!" You yell from the front door. Jackson yells back "OK!"

You walk to your gate and open it to see a black G-Wagon pulling up into driveway. You open the door to see your best friend Bambam wearing his black t-shirt, black skinny jeans, and black Doc martens. You look at his face and he's wearing his earrings, sunglasses, and his fingers are full of rings. "Hey Sister!" Bambam exclaims while you enter the passenger seat of the car. You look behind your seat and see Mark wearing a loose silk shirt, black ripped jeans, and black dress shoes. "Hey girl!" Mark waves. You wave back and chuckle.

"Wow, you look fancy today." You explain to Mark. "Oh, I know. I always do." Mark pretends flips his hair and then laughs while going back on his phone to scroll through random shit on Instagram.

Bambam pulls out of the drive way and drives to the school. You plug your phone into the aux cord and turn on some music to listen to while Bambam focuses on the road while driving.

You arrive to the school and Bambam, Mark, and you get out the car. You get a few stares here and there as you walk into the school. You walk to your locker with your two friends.

"I honestly hate this school." You yell while trying to open your jammed locker. You feel someones hand grab your shoulder. You turn around, "Are you good?" Mark ask seeing you struggle with your locker.

"Does it look like I'm good?" You whine. Mark ask for your locker combination and you give it to him. Mark opens your locker for you and smirks. You roll your eyes and stuff your school shit for senior year into your ugly green locker with scratches all over. You grab a pencil and notebook and slam your locker shut with frustration.

The bell rings and you walk to homeroom with Bambam, and Mark goes a different way since you three don't have the same homeroom. You sit in your chair and Bambam is right next to you. You wait for your teacher to come into the classroom so she can take attendance for the whole day.

Your teacher comes in wearing a white button up and a black pencil skirt. (Basic asf.) "Hello, my name is Ms. Briggs and I'm your homeroom teacher. I will be taking attendance then you will leave to go to your first period class in 15 minutes." The teacher sits on her desk chair and begins to call out names for attendance. Five minutes pass and the teacher finishes attendance leaving the class with the next ten minutes to do what they wanted to do. 

You take your phone out of your back pocket and plug the earphones in. You go into music and click your 'Taemin' playlist. Bambam taps on your shoulder and you jump slightly because he scared you. You take out one earphone from your ear and listen to what he has to say.

"You know that kid Namjoon?" Bambam ask. You nod, "Yea, why?" You reply. "I heard he's transferring to Math period one with Mark and you. You groan, "I know him, but like I've never talked to him or paid any attention to his whereabouts." You complain. Bambam chuckles and goes back on his phone whereas you go back to listen to your music.