BTS-It wasn't me

Pilot

JM POV-
"Where should I put these Joonie?"
I huffed dragging vibrant patterned suitcases towards the purple haired teacher.
"Jimin how many times do I have to tell you? Put them in room 202.
As you haven't been assigned rooms yet this is the only available space for your things,"
"Okay Okay Namjesus, I forgot."
I traipsed towards the cracked door.
While creaking it open I was nearly squashed by luggage, expertly I fought my way through the bags and boxes then stuffed away my cases in an empty corner.
"Quickly Jimin you have to be in assembly s-"
Just as Namjoon went to check his watch the school shook with the
dreaded sound of the bell.
"Now!"
I was launched through the hallway by the older who sprinted tiredly behind me.
I made it to the hall and as I entered thousands of eyes glared at my interruption.
Namjoon pointed me towards my class's row of seats, it was the first day of school and my friends had promised to save me a place.

Slowly, I shuffled through the rows of other teenagers who glanced at me menacingly if I got too close or trod on their
expensive ass shoes.
I mumbled multiple apologises until I was snatched by a strong hand.
"Park Jimin, where the hell have you been? You look a mess sit your sorry butt down!"
I spun around to see where the angry shrill came from.
Bright red hair and a rare growl slapped on his face.
"Hoseok! I was putting my luggage in the closet and I was late getting in.
You know what my family is like leaving on the first day of term..."
The older nodded slowly, remembering my mother's tearful goodbye from last year.
Taehyung sat on my other side and sent me a boxy smile.
It was hard to think he was our friend.
Taehyung was one of the most popular boys and could date anyone he wanted (and probably was) but he was too attached to me from junior school to go
ditch us for a group of asshats.

Taehyung turned his head back to the stage, hundreds of heads turned with the dark haired boy, obviously all gawking at his handsome features.
The teachers had started flooding into the room and taking their position in the front,
a nervous Namjoon following them.
Namjoon was our friend last year in school but was selected by our history teacher to take over his classes.
He was already interested in teaching and has taken some trainee courses but the expression on his face said regret.
Namjoon has a big ass brain and was happy to accept,
but he felt weird ordering his friends about.
He kept looking at us, desperate for guidance.
Joonie is apparently our new homeroom tutor.
Abruptly the sound of a piano shocked me, derailing my train of thought.
The foreign noise glided through the chattering students.
The powerful discord surprised us, my orbs fixated on where the
instrument was usually based.
The piano had vanished.
"Where the heck did the piano go?"
I hissed to Hoseok who shrugged.
"I heard they put it above the stage to make room for the teachers this year,"
Taehyung mummers sleepily.

The intricate melodies of the song had me curious of who may be playing them.
I had never heard anything like it and the other students seemed to be
consumed by silence as well.
The song wasn't very happy at all, mainly creating a melancholy atmosphere.
Unfortunately the empowering song came to a halt with a minute tap of the
highest pitched key.

Our principal strutted onto the stage, smiling wide with the microphone
tight in her clutches.
"Good morning students and welcome to a new semester at Bangtan High!"
Many of the teachers applauded while the students rolled their eyes at them, irritated by their enthusiasm.

"I hope your feeling refreshed after your long break and got some rest after last term,
We have some new members of our
staff here today,
please stand and present yourself teachers"

"Hi I am Mr Kim Heechul, I am the new head of maths.
I look forward to a great year with you students"
The brunette sat back down.
Another stood and pivoted towards the students.
"Hey there I'm Mr Lee Hyun Woo and I specialise in drama,
I hope you had a lovely break students"
The last new teacher got up.
"H-hello I'm Mr Kim Namjoon.
I will be teaching history this year and will be the new homeroom tutor for class KN,
I hope we can get along in my classroom"
I laughed as I saw the purple haired man flush beetroot and a smile crept up on his face as he was whistled loudly by some of the audience.
"Treat then well students and Thankyou to YoonGi who played beautifully
this morning for us."

YoonGi.

So that was their name.

The room echoed with applause for the student who still had no face.
"Shush now, all dorms should be listed on the screen now and if there any complications please come talk to me in my office.
You are free to go to to your dorms students!"
Min Suran toddled off the stage in her massive shoes.

A long list appeared on the screen showing the roommates for this year.
"YES Jinnie!"
Hoseok fist bumped the air chaotically,
I reread the document three times.
My name wasn't there at all.
"Mine isn't up there Hyung."
I stated to Hoseok who was now embracing a tall pink haired boy.
"Who is Jungkook?"
Taehyung scowled at the list,
"He is friends with Hoseok I think, you should ask to be introduced I am going to the office to ask about my room"
"Thanks Hyung!"
I spotted Taehyung dash towards the ruby haired dancer.

I stumbled through the corridors towards the office,
inhaled before giving it a loud knock.
"Come in!"
I heard the principal chime happily.
I gave the door a light shove and was hit with an array of light emitting from
her stain glass windows.
"Ah! Park Jimin what can I do for you?"
"Hello Miss, my name wasn't on the list and I was a bit confused,"
I took a seat affront her tall mahogany desk.
Miss Min had a black bob, bangs covering her large dark eyes partially.
"Let me check"
She analyses the documents in front of her immaculate desk.
"Oh that's why! I have paired you with YoonGi, he isn't in the school's system yet so I must of forgot to write it down,"
"My apologies, Yes you and YoonGi are together this year in room 93 i think he has a key but I may have-"
She rummaged through her cabinet and produced a key with a number on it.
"Ah- here Jimin"
"Thankyou Miss, And isn't YoonGi the boy who played in assembly this morning?"
"Yes, He is did you like it?"
"It was amazing but I have no idea who he is what does he look like Miss?"
"I probably should of started with this,
YoonGi is my son he is new to the school and he looks like this!"
She turned a picture around on her desk to reveal a boy with milk white skin and blonde hair with sparkling orbs.
"Woah-"
I said a bit too loudly.
He was really pretty, his defined jaw line and smile making crimson
explode in my cheeks.
"He is a little shy, but once you get to know him he is really fun"
"I'm sure we will become great friends, Thanks Miss,"
I took the key and marched out her spacious room with a spin.

Now to find this adorable boy.