Time: Past To Present || K.SJ

Chapter 2.

12 years later

"Says the seven year old that can't tie his shoes." My voice echoed. I tied the little boy's shoe that was on my lap although I couldn't really see his face. It was like a sudden shift to my vision becoming blurry as the unfamiliar voice screamed my name. The voice became louder and louder as I twitched from the uncomfortable position. "Stop it! Stop it!" I screamed.

I opened my eyes as a gasp left my lips. My body became sweaty and my mouth was dry. Looking to my left, the clock read 7:42 AM. "Seolhyun?" My mothers voice was heard from the other side of the door. "Are you up sweety? You have to get ready for school." Kicking the blankets up and throwing a silent fit, I dug my fingers into my hair. "I'm up." I said with a low groan. Her footsteps could be heard as it got further away. Why am I still having the same dream? It seemed so real and it makes me mad that the dream never went further than that.

My Mom doesn't know about it because she's been stressed lately and she probably won't even listen to my silly dream. Actually, both of my parents are stressed. Their company is going down and they have a few months to bring it back up before the company completely shuts down, but I wouldn't blame them for being stressed over that.

I brought out my school uniform which was a grey longsleeve shirt and a plaid grey skirt with it. I'm not that happy about the skirt, but I'm happy that my legs are short which makes the skirt look longer. Fixing every crease that dared to appear on my shirt, I combed my hair and put on my white and grey shoes that went well with my unform.

It had already been a month since I've been in school and I've managed to talk to someone but not make any friends. The teachers are always trying to make it seem like we are all friend when really, one kid is 'the kid that sits at the back of the room', or 'the kid that sits on the left'. They don't understand that it's hard to make friends when no one wants to make the first move. 

"Seolhyun the bus!" My Mom yells and I gasped before grabbing my backpack and zooming out of my room. "Loveyoumombye!" I ran past her outside to my bus stop. The bus was just pulling up and I patted myself on the back for making it on time.

I guess gym class really did pay off.

To my surprise, all of the seats were taken so I had no choice but to stand up while holding the hook that hung off the roof of the bus. Every bump that came made me almost fall on one of the students which I apologized for.

Ugh..why is the bus full now? It's never been this full.

When we've made it to school, I thanked the bus driver before hopping off the bus and gripping onto the straps of my backpack while walking inside. Everyone did their own thing at their own lockers, with their own 'group'. Me? I stood at my locker and pretended like I did have a group which so happened to be next to these group of girls. "How are they going to this school?" One of the girls in the group asked. "I know right! Like they look like they came straight out of boys over flowers!" One of the girls exaggerated which made all of them hysterically laugh.

Then one of the girls said while giggling, "The real question is, who's gu junpyo?" They completely lost it. Deciding to quietly scoot away from the girls, I gathered all my things and went to my first class. Of course it didn't start for 15 more minutes so when the teacher noticed me, she asked me to help her sort papers out and organize the text books. "Thank you so much Seolhyun. You can have a seat, class is going go begin in 2 minutes." I nodded and took my seat while preparing my things. 

Just as the bell rang, students entered the class and took their seats, but there were some girls overly excited and boys were quietly telling eachother something which caused another boy to join with an irritated expression. Just then, new feet entered the class and it became silent for a few seconds before they all began whispering at each other. "Good morning boys. Are you the
new students?" The Teacher asked with a smile on her face. There were three new students which one of them had black hair, the second one had brown, and the third had a darker shade of brown. 

"Please, introduce yourselves." She says and they looked at the class with a warm smile. "My name is Jung hoseok." He says as he looks at the next student. "Hi I'm Kim Seokjin." He waves. My head began to pound and I ignored it as it was not that bad. "I'm Min yoongi." The smaller one says before looking at the teacher. "We don't have enough desks so one of you can sit in my chair for now." The smaller one, Yoongi went to the teachers desk while the other two moved to their seats that were rught next to eachother, in front of the squealing group of girls.

I mean I won't blame them either, they're all handsome and tall, 'the whole package' if I do say so myself. "Ok class. I'm going to start off with passing these papers around about the upcoming class president election." Again, we've been in school for a month now and they're just now electing class president? Yoongi, who was sitting in the teachers desk, made me look up for some odd reason and we held eye contact before he broke it.

Ok..well..awkward..

Hey guys.! Another chapter since 4 years- jkjk but..yeah...thank you for reading!! (I'm too lazy to edit so sorry for any errors)

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