QUIRKS | a BTS fanfiction

Episode 2: Baby baby, you were warmer than the scent of a cafe latte

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The Triwizard Tournament, only called that because no student has ever actually paid enough attention to find out what it's called. But it's basically the same thing, some random tournament with three tasks throughout the year that includes both Quirk and Quirkless students. Except no Quirkless students have ever actually tried out for the tournament.

That was until Quirkless, Kim Namjoon became the Captain.

Namjoon was petrified, he did not see that coming. Why would he be the leader of BTS? So that lunch time, he received glares from almost everyone. Sometimes he'd get the occasional pitying look, which he hated but couldn't exactly help. He sat down next to his best friend, "what am I going to do Yoongi?" They were roommates, sitting on Namjoon's bed.

Said boy turned to look at him and frowned slightly, "if you don't want to do it so badly why don't you just... tell Principle Bang and quit?"

Namjoon groaned, "I tried. He said no and gave me this!?" Namjoon showed Yoongi a closed envelope. Yoongi arched his brows, knowing that Namjoon wouldn't want to open it. Yoongi had opened so many of Namjoon's letters because the boy was always so nervous to open them himself. He rolled his eyes and snatched the envelope.

"Dear Kim Namjoon, I'm-" Yoongi's eyes widened and he pulled his glasses closer to his face. Namjoon squeaked, never seen his friend surprised before.

"What does it say?" he asked.

"It- it's from the Principal's son," Yoongi said, looking at Namjoon.

"What?!" Namjoon leant forward, into Yoongi's personal bubble. Normally, the boy would punch him or push him away but he remained still, looking at the contents of the letter. "How does he know me?" Namjoon whispered in awe. "Read it out loud will you?" he asked.

Yoongi nodded, clearing his throat and reading:

"Dear Namjoon,

It's-" Yoongi chuckled, "this is crazy... anyway."

"Must be surprising right? You probably don't know why you were chosen as leader for BTS. Well I'm going to explain why, I watched you when you were in your First Year. You had this determined glint in your eyes that I've never seen in anybody else other than my little brother. I knew you would be a good choice for Leader.

You're Head Boy I hear? That's good, I know you'll do well but I also picked you as Leader because you're Quirkless. People, and I mean Quirks, need to understand that Quirkless people can be just as brave, strong and have heart like you do. There's a huge controversy and I know you'll fill in that gap by fighting for what's right. So you do you, and I'll always be a phone call away if you need any help."

Yoongi looked down at the bottom of the page, "he left his phone number... wanna prank call him?"

"YOONGI!?!?"

Violent knocking was heard from the outside of the door, "Kim Namjoon! Get out!" Namjoon looked at Yoongi and pushed him out of the bed.

"Do something!" he hissed. Yoongi took out his lighter and created a fireball. Namjoon's eyes widened and he quickly slapped Yoongi's hand, "not that!"

"What do you expect me to do?" Yoongi hissed.

"I-" the door swung open and in stormed- "Kim Seokjin?" Namjoon asked. Looking at the most popular boy in school, he was a shapeshifter. There were rumours around school saying that Seokjin had never shapeshifted into his real form. Always using his powers to stay handsome, using his looks for his popularity. Namjoon sat back down on his bed, and looked at Jin with wide eyes.