Ch.60
The air was interesting today. Adults made time out of their schedule to watch their child graduate from high school. Once they shook hands with the headmaster, bowed, and took their diploma then they were free. Little kids were being forced to sit down by tired parents. Some cared to see their children graduate while some didn't care enough to show up. Flowers were decorated along the walls of inside the gym. A giant banner hung above the stage to congragulate all the third years for coming so far. The graduation rate wasn't high at SuChin and SuChin wasn't really a school to brag about. Still, you were proud of all the efforts made by your two friends.
Seokjin and Yoongi were probably sitting next to each other amongst the rest of your sunbaes. You were so proud of them since they originally didn't care about graduating in the beginning. Yoongi was about ready to drop out without warning. The only thing keeping him at SuChin was his friends. Seokjin thought school was pointless and didn't care if he graduated. He just saw it as whatever happens, then it happens. Luckily, they've grown into the wonderful gentleman they are today. But you were a little upset though. The problem was that you couldn't spot them. Where the heck are they!?
Huffing in frustration, you continued to scan the crowd for a blue haired boy at least. That shouldn't be too hard to find. Only a few students had their hair dyed in the crowd of third years. It was mainly boys, but they weren't your boys! Seokjin had black hair which didn't make your job easy. You were sitting in the back so you couldn't really get a good view of their faces. Another sigh escaped your lips as you pouted. You badly wanted to wave at them before they went on stage to get their diplomas. People were still stuffing themselves inside the gym to get ready for the ceremony. Since today was a special occasion, you wore a (f/c) dress with black heels. The rest of the boys said they would meet you here. Pulling out your phone, you were about to angrily text them all.
They better show up to Seokjin and Yoongi's graduation! Then a tap on your shoulder stopped you from typing. You lowered down your phone as you turned around in your chair. At this point, you were certain it was another angry grandma wanting to take your seat. They just kept forcing you to go back and you were tired of this. This grandma is going to have to fight you to get this chair! If you go back any further then you won't be able to get any good pictures of Seokjin and Yoongi's faces when they get their diplomas! You're going to knock the wrinkles off them! As soon as you turned around, your glare disappeared automatically. Staring back at you were five boys. All with black hair.
"W-What?" Your eyes widened.
"Do we look that different?" Namjoon's deep, but friendly voice chuckled. You blinked in disbelief to hear them all snickering. Especially Hoseok.
"Was this the surprise you were telling me about!?" You shouted.
"We look good, huh?" Hoseok smirked.
"My company might make me dye it again though..." Jimin rubbed a few dark strands between his fingers.
"How do you think I look, (F/n)!" Taehyung jumped to show you a side profile. "I'm even growing out my hair a little bit."
"Aw, it looks really good on you." You smiled to see Jungkook staying quiet. He stopped fidgeting to see your eyes land on him. "You look so cute!"
"R-Really?" Jungkook turned red.
"Yeah! All of you are really rocking out the look." You nodded. Jungkook immediately pouted slightly at that while the rest of hyungs cheeks went pink.
"Yoongi hyung joined us in the black hair project too," Hoseok added as your mouth turned into an 'o'.
"No wonder. I was trying so hard to find that blue haired punk." You chuckled as they all took seats around you.
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