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"park jimin?"
"yes ms. kim?"
"could you come up here for a second?"
"okay." jimin slowly but surely made his way to the front of the classroom. he was in homeroom at the moment. he had just finished a "show what you know" test the teacher had given, since it was the end of the first week of school. he was kind of nervous. it was probably academic related. that wasn't his strongest area.
"so you're saying, you're in piano class, but you can't even read sheet music?" she sighed as she looked at his test. jimin's cheeks flushed.
"w-well, i can read it while singing, but otherwise, uhm, no..." jimin murmured. ms. kim sighed and rubbed her forehead. she ripped a piece of paper out of a notepad and began scribbling on it.
"i'm admitting you to private piano lessons. it's a peer tutor so it'll be a senior. go to that room at this time and you can meet him. i'll give him a call."
jimin read the messy writing. 'min yoongi, room 312, 4:30pm.' he nodded and walked back to his seat. he's sure that if he's a peer tutor that he's nice. he wouldn't be doing that if we wasn't, right?
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"well, guess that's the end of that."
jimin gulped as he watched taehyung read the note.
"what do you mean?" taehyung clicked his tongue.
"min yoongi? you know, the scary short guy with mint green hair?" jimin shook his head.
"doesn't ring a bell," he said. taehyung sighed.
"sorry buddy, have fun though. if you can," taehyung said as he handed back the paper. "it's in building three. good luck." he patted jimin on the back as he walked away to his next
class. it was just about 4:30 and this whole conversation with taehyung did not make him feel any better.
jimin groaned and looked at the tiny map he had of the school. when he finally found the room, he reluctantly began walking there.
he lightly knocked on the door when he arrived. no answer. he knocked a bit louder, but still didn't hear anything. he looked in the small window and didn't see anyone, so he checked to see if it was locked. nope, it opened right away. he cautiously stepped inside. all the lights were on, but he didn't see anyone.
he walked a bit further in, managing to trip over a wire on the way. "m-min yoongi?"
"that's me." jimin let out a yelp as he jumped and turned around to see who had the deep voice behind him. it was a boy who seemed a little taller than him, and he had mint green hair, like taehyung said. he had small chocolate eyes, and pink lips that didn't hold a smile. his uniform was unbuttoned at the top, and his tie was loosely undone.
"oh! w-well hello! i-im park jimin, and m-ms kim told me t-to, um, see you for piano lessons," jimin stuttered out. so much for confidence.
"ah, yes. she told me. you managed to get into this school and you can't read music unless you're sight singing?" he asked im a raspy voice, as if he just woke up or something. (he did).
"w-well, uh, i got into this school for mostly vocals, so n-not really..." he mumbled as he twirled his fingers. something about yoongi just made him feel really nervous. yoongi sighed.
"okay, so we need to work out a schedule here. in usually free at 6:30 pm, unless its thursday or friday. on those days im free at 8:30 pm. im not doing this on weekends unless theres something special," he explained. "or if you're classes are late, i'm free 9 am and thursdays and fridays are 7:30am." jimin thought for a second.
"my friday classes are scheduled early, s-so would it be okay if i did the rest of the week in the morning except friday?" jimin asked.
"so picky. come sit," yoongi said as he motioned jimin over to his table. jimin sat upright, too nervous to slouch. he felt like yoongi would yell at him or something. yoongi pulled out an organizer. "so you're saying 9am monday through wednesday, 7:30am on thursday, and 8:30pm fridays?" he asked, looking up at jimin with only his eyes.
"if that's okay with you," jimin said softly. yoongi took a deep breath a nodded.
"so complicated with you," he huffed. jimin's cheeks flushed. he already was seeming to get on yoongi's bad side. "so, jimin," he started. "tell me about your learning style and work ethic." work ethic???? jimin barely even knew what that meant. he also didn't have a "learning style." he couldn't learn!!! it took him endless studying for even a C.
"w-well, im not r-really sure. i've never really thought about it," jimin responded. yoongi rubbed his temples. it was only 4:30, but he could take a nap right on the table.
"ah, jiminie. you're not very good at this." jimin shivered slightly at how yoongi called him that name. it's like he was using it to tease him or something.
"hey, im trying! im sorry im not a meanie pants, like you," jimin whined. he crossed his arms and subconsciously pulled out his bottom lip with a pout. this made yoongi chuckle. "w-what are you laughing at?"
"nothing, you're just cute."
the pink color of his hair settled into jimin's cheeks as he slumped into his seat.
yoongi gazed over at him. he was an interesting character. cute, definitely. his fluffy pink hair and plump pink lips were something yoongi found irresistible. plus his cute personality. this was going to be fun. especially if jimin was always this bashful. he smirked to himself as he began talking again.
"our first lesson will be tomorrow, tuesday. meet me here at 9:30am. i have something to do tomorrow morning."
"w-what? i don't have that much time before class."
"oh well. guess you're gonna be late."
