Namjoon P.O.V
The bell rang .
Ughh! Monday is such a bad day. Why does Monday exist? Where is my english book?
Aish..... WHY DOES EVERYTHING FALL FROM MY HAND!!!!
As I was busy thinking and cursing myself while reaching for the fallen phone, another hand reached out for it.
I looked up, it was Tae.
He smiled his usual bright box smile that could melt anyone's heart.
" Hyung! When will you stop being clumsy?", he said amusedly.
"As long as you people are there to help me I'll remain clumsy".
Tae suddenly became blank and said,"Let's go to class before its too late."
This kid is so unique sometimes I think he's an alien.
We enter the class together and see the other five dorks already waiting at our seat doing their usual crazy stuff.
Jin ofcourse trying to crack funny dad jokes that only got crickets to laugh,
Jimin with his pout and nagging Jungkook to show the sketch he made. Jungkook ofcourse not complying to the pout,
Yoongi in his usual sleeping position with his mouth wide open welcoming all the insects to create an abode there,
and Hobi with his bright laugh that had the power to remove rainclouds from the sky.
We all sat together and started chattering.
After a few minutes our teacher came in.
Why did he look excited?
"Students, as you know that new years eve is after two days so as tradition we are going to play the treasure hunt game one last time." It's going to be a bit more special for you guys as you'll be graduating soon."
Oh yes! How could I forget! We all looked at eachother with anticipation.
"So let me assign the teams."
We were a team as we wished, and sir was our guide. Every team had a different guide.
"The first clue will present itself to you at the end of this class so keep your eyes open"
Jin- Was this also a clue?
Suga- Maybe!
The class began. None of us could concentrate because of the bubbling anticipation of finding our first clue.
What would it be?
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