Minho dragged his feet across the loud hallways of his good-for-nothing high school. He was nearing the end of the day, heading to his last period.
Like he expected, the only good to come out of this school year would be his dance class. Of course he had to suffer through first semester without his dance class, but now he can live in peace. Well, for 75 minutes that is. Because as soon as that class ends, it's complete hell again.
Minho stepped into his last period math class, a frown painted on his face. He scanned the room for any familiar faces and grunted in annoyance to see no one. His math teacher like usual, was Mrs Yang. That means you don't get to choose your seat, it's assigned to you.
Minho's eyes ran along the several empty desks for his name. In the very back at the left corner, there sat his name card laying flat and sad on the desk. He walked over and pulled out his chair, sitting down as more students began to pile into the classroom.
Mrs Yang walked out from behind her desk to the front of the class. She clapped her hands together to gain the attention of the chatting students around her. Minho was already paying as much attention as he could considering Math was his least favourite subject. He new today wouldn't be much of a lesson and more so a course outline. Even so, he wasn't any more excited.
"Good afternoon and welcome to the 3rd year math course. I am your teacher for the next few months, Mrs Yang."
That was Minho's cue to tune out. Ever since his first year he has had Mrs Yang as his Math teacher. Meaning he has heard this speech several times.
He rested his head in his hand and he trances his finger along the desk in a bored manner. I just want out of here he thought.
"Okay, pull out your books please!" Mrs Yang requested turning to the chalk board.
Minho did as told and pulled out his note book and a pencil. He wrote the date at the top of the page and watched Mrs Yang as she dragged the chalk against the chalk board.
Instead of copying down what she had begun writing, Minho wrote down;
it's only the first day back, and I already want to die.
He smirked to himself, finding what he had written funny but quickly snapped out of it and looked to the board. Mrs Yang is quite the fast writer, and had most of the chalk board covered already. Minho sighed and ripped out the page he had now ruined with that sentence, and stuck it into the desk.
He re-wrote the date at the top of the fresh page and begun to copy down what Mrs Yang was writing.
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Jisung was happy to find out who was in his last period class, seeing it was Physical Education. To him that class didn't even count as a class, it was like free time to run around and release all his bottled up energy.
It turned out one of his closest friends, Felix shared that class with him. Which was absolutely amazing. The two shared similar happy-go-lucky personalities and loved to have fun. The others in the class weren't too bad even thought it consisted mostly of jocks and wannabes, but Jisung could live with that.
At the moment the teacher had made them pair up to do team exercises that way everyone could get to know each other.
Of course, Felix and Jisung had paired up first.
"Are you excited for this semester?" Felix asked tossing the ball to Jisung.
Jisung caught it with a little bit of a stumble, but shrugged to answer Felix.
"Not really....there isn't really anything too special about my classes. You're the only friend I have in any of them," Jisung said and tossed the ball back to Felix.
Felix nodded in agreement, "I'm just excited to hang out with everyone again!"
Jisung smirked and lifted his hands, ready for Felix to toss the ball again.
"You mean excited to hang out with Changbin."
Jisung said this as Felix was tossing the ball, causing him to use a little too much force at the mention of Changbin's name.
Jisung squealed as he was almost smacked in the face by the ball hurdling toward him. He quickly dodged it, his mouth falling agape.
"Oh my god, are you trying to kill me?" Jisung joked and ran to get the ball, which rolled to the other side of the gym.
When Jisung jogged back he tossed the ball to Felix again, whose face was flushed red.
"D-don't say stuff like that ugly!" Felix countered and bounced the ball off the ground toward Jisung.
The squirrel like boy only giggled quietly and carried on their game of toss.
(A/N):
So there you have it, the first chapter!
How do you like it so far? What do you think will happen?
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Okay so if you are confused about the 'semester' thing, basically for five months you have one set of 4 classes. And then after Christmas break for the remaining five months, you get a new schedule with 4 new classes.
Anyway I will probably be very busy this week and weekend. 'My Challenge and Change in Society' (long ass name) teacher is cramming so much work and it's only the third week of school. Like I've already had two presentations and I have one due with Wednesday PLUS a fucking test already. THE SAME DAY.
Chill TF out woman I'm not a super soldier, alright?
Like bro, I have a job too you know? I'm not some fun teenager who has all the free time in the world.
And on that note:
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