I Need You

New Kid In School

"Mini me!" I heard from behind me.

I turned around, holding onto my bag and saw light brown hair and a cute squishy face walking towards me. I smiled and began running towards the person.

"Yoongi!" I said, nearly knocking him over in a hug.

He smiled down at me after I released him. His eyes squinted as his gummy little smile shined bright. I reached up and took his chin in one hand, squishing his cheeks together and making his mouth go into a kissy face.

"What's up, LT?" I asked.

He swated my hand away and gave me a slight glare at the nickname. He knew I wasn't ever going to stop calling him that. He should just be lucky I didn't call him buy his full nickname. Lieutenant Lil Meow Meow.

I giggled at his reaction and began walking next to him as we headed to class. It wasn't long before I was nearly tackled to the ground. Grabbing onto whoever it was, I steadied myself and turned my head to find Jimin clinging to me.

"Yah! Jimin-ah! Be careful!" I laughed.

"Did you hear we're getting a transfer student in our class today!?" He asked, practically bouncing.

"No! Really!? It's about time we get some new excitement. I'm getting tired of the usual garbage." I said, walking with his arms over my shoulders.

I smiled and took a right while pushing open the door to our classroom and seeing a group huddled by a desk. In the chair sat Namjoon. He was the brains of the class and also the most down to earth guy I knew. Standing up and leaning on his hands against the desk stood Seokjin. He was the visual of the entire class. Regardless of which one he went to. In a chair beside Namjoon, sat Hoseok with Eun-Ji leaning on his shoulders.

Jimin removed his arms from my shoulders and ran the fingers of his left hand through his hair. The room fell to silence as all eyes went to Yoongi, Jimin, and I. I glanced around the room before smiling and locking eyes with Seokjin.

By now, I was used to the stares. After all. I was the only year 2 in a classroom of year 3 and year 4 students. It also didn't help my situation in that I was more developed than the average Asian woman. I had a larger bust, a bigger butt, and my waist took a perfect subtle dip, making my body into an hourglass figure.

Seokjin moved from his place and floated cross the floor to meet me half way into the room. He gently took my chin between the thumb and index finger of his right hand and bent down a bit. His lips were inches from mine as he tilted my head upwards.

"I was almost worried you weren't coming, today." He said, pulling away.

I smirked, knowing he was just trying to play into the rumors of us dating. I was always entertained to play along. His role was to flirt, mine was to reject.

"You know I wouldn't miss being here. After all. You'd get bored without someone to turn you down all the time." I said, walking by him and sitting on the desk.

He huffed and acted defeated before returning to his previous placement by the desk. Yoongi and Jimin walked over and pulled up chairs for themselves. Before me I witnessed two completely different people. Jimin took his seat and sat down properly before shifting and leaning against my knees. Yoongi spun his chair around and kicked one leg over before plopping into the chair, straddling the backing.

"So. What are you guys doing after classes, today?" Joon asked.

"Sleeping." Yoongi said, his face falling into a half asleep expression.

"What else is new? You'd be a rock if you could." I said, rolling my eyes.

"Damn right!" He exclaimed.

I laughed before our classroom door opened once more and our professor walked in.

"Take your seats everyone! We have a new student joining us." He said.

I looked at Jimin who smirked and took a seat next to Namjoon. Everyone else fell into a chair and sat in a variety of poses. The professor called the new kid in and silence fell, all eyes on a tall figure wearing a zip up hoodie. The hood was pulled over his head, showing a half shark face. He walked to the front, his head still bowed, clearly shy, and adjusted his bag.

"While I'm getting the projector ready. Go ahead and introduce yourself. Talk about you." Our professor said.

A soft sigh was heard before rough fingers grabbed at the hood and pulled it back. My breath hitched in my throat and everything grew warm. Shaggy, brunette hair fell into place as the hood took a few strands with it. He had a soft childish face that looked cute but still stern and when he spoke, it was like someone melted chocolate into a sound and turned it into silk.

"Hello. I'm Kim Taehyung."