third person's POV
"I'M SO SICK OF THIS FAKE LOVE, FAKE LOVE, FAKE LOVE"
you heard your alarm tone went on signaling it's time to get ready for school.
as much as you want to throw your phone across the room for disturbing your precious sleep, you sighed and decided to sing along.
"I'M SO SORRY IT'S FAKE LOVE, FAKE LOVE, FAKE LOVE!!" you sang along while doing some weird octopus arm movements before you heard someone yelling downstairs.
"Y/N STOP SINGING AND GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!!" your mom shouted downstairs that you quickly obeyed, you turn off your alarm and a bunch of notifications popped up from your phone but you quickly removed them and unlocked your phone revealing your wallpaper.
it was your favorite kpop group, seven boys you adored from the past years, seven dorks you love for their foolishness, seven hot men who made you pregnant for their looks, dance steps and other stuff they do.
those seven guys are called BTS short for bangtan sonyeondan (방탄소년단 )
you've been admiring these seven boys for at least 3 years and you're proud of that
you are one of those die hard fan but never really expect to meet them.
so here you are, in a room, filled with many posters of them plastered on your wall, but majority of those posters are your bias' face.
Kim Taehyung.
the alien of bts, you were somehow hypnotize with his husky voice that gives you shivers every time he sings, the movement of his body every time he dance not to mention those expressions, and of course those rectangular smiles which you really adore, let's not forget his bul--
"Y/N!!! IF YOU'RE STILL STARING AT THOSE POSTERS ISTG I WILL RIP EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM!!" with that being said you rushed down to the kitchen and ate your breakfast.
after another 5 minutes of your mom lecturing you she let you go and you started getting ready for another boring 8 hours on school.
you did the morning rituals and headed down stairs to the kitchen where your mom was in
"mom i'm going to school!" you said to your mom and went on your way to the front door.
as you reach your school, you can't help but to hear the gossips of girls the same grade as you.
"really?!! they won again?!"
"yeah! haven't you heard of it? do you live under a rock or something?"
"my poor sunshine cried"
"wahh!! tae too! my poor jagi!"
bitch what?! YOUR jagi??! you think the fuck not!
before you start karate chop the girls face you calmed yourself down and went to their direction.
"hey! you're an army too?" you asked with your best fake surprised tone.
"yeah! my bias is V! who's yours?" she said that made you flinch
"mine is Taehyung!" you answered feeling proud and shit.
"cool, but i think V is way more talented and handsome than Taehyung" what?! are you an actual army?!
"yeah but do you think taetae is better?" you asked and one of her friend answered instead
"nah V is way better" idots, idiots everywhere.
you are being surrounded by a bunch of idiots.
"sure... okay bye" you said and left those girls who didn't even know what bts means.
you got in your respective class and saw one of your best friend with her phone... again, you guessed that she broke up with her boyfriend again
"hey! Y/N! i have another tea to spill" she said and made you read the messages on her phone
after you finished reading the message you looked at her with a confused face "you broke up with him just because he doesn't like exo?"
"yeah, he didn't even know who Xiumin is" she said and sighed
"for god's sake Jaz that's like your 6th one this month!" you stated and run your hands through your hair.
"i know, and i also know that he was not that serious with me and so was i" she said and kept scrolling through her phone.
"can't you wait until college? we're 8th graders at least everyone is class has a boyfriend/girlfriend" you said and shook your head in disbelief.
"why don't you say yes to your suitor? he's that type of loyal boyfriend" she said and wiggled her eyebrows.
"Jaz you know my mom's gonna kill me if she found out about this" you heard her heaved a sigh.
"man your mom's too strict" she said and continued scrolling through her phone, she suddenly stopped "oh my god, not again"
"why? what's wrong?" you asked
"ugh! it's that sunny bitch again"
"what did she do now?"
"she stole one of my suitor!"
"don't worry about that you still have six left"
"but that one is an exo-l!!! it's such a waste"
"oh god Jazmine"
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eyyyyyyyy after 12 days i updated!
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so if someone you know is named sunny or if your name is sunny, please don't get offended because this is just how i express my hate for the sun.
anyways love y'all
have a great day!!!!!!!
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