Stigma {Kim Taehyung FF}✔

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The bag hung across your shoulder, laying a weight that at the moment, felt unbearable.

You, however, continued to smiled brightly, and almost skip to the light in your life.

There was nothing in particular you were happy about, but you were excited for a new adventure.

Making new friends, and having fun conversations, learning new things. You giggled, meeting new boys.

Your mom liked to explain you as "boy crazy", but that wasn't true in your opinion. You just liked looking at cute boys.

You were a little less than alright when it came to talking to them though, you said awkward things, your face got unbelievably red, and you figetted a lot.

But that never stopped you from trying.

Even if that meant making lame jokes, and choking on air.

You skipped to the new building, already seeing students of all ages walk quickly through the gates. Majority were around your age, though.

You were a transfer student today. You started at a different college, but changed your major from business, to photography.

The fresh view and fresh faces made you squeal excitedly, and you raced to a teacher, who was greeting the students with a sour face.

"Hello! I'm a transfer student today!" He looked at you with wide eyes, surprised by your morning energy.

"Ah, welcome. You can head through those doors there,"He pointed to the doors,"Go to the end of the main hall, and take a left, the teachers room in the third door on the right, it's labeled."

You bowed enthusiastically, "Thank you!" You turned an walked the way he told you. All the way to the end of the main hall, and to the left. Third on right.

You repeated this until you almost ran into someone.

You giggled, and squeaked, "Sorry! I'm so focused!" You bent down to pick up the dropped folder.

You heard a chuckle, and faced the person. "Don't worry about it. You're new I assume?" Your face reddened, and you nodded quickly.

"That I am! First day and I'm already knocking people off their feet." You snorted, and squeezed your eyes shut in embarrassment.

The boy laughed, causing you to giggle. "You're adorable! My name's Kim Seokjin. You can call me Jin Oppa." He winked playfully.

He smiled warmly, and you relaxed a bit, "Hi, Jin Oppa. I'm Y/N." The bell sounded, "Oh! I have to go to the Teachers office!"

He smiled, "I'll walk you there, it's right around this corner." You nodded and followed the pretty boy to the room.

Once he dropped you there, you bowed and thanked him, entering the busy room.

"Can I help you, dear?" You smiled brightly at the kind, older woman. "Hello, ma'am. My name is Y/F/N-" she brightened, "Ah! The Scholarship student!"

You nodded happily, "Yup!" She smiled at you once more, "Here dear. I have all your papers right here."

She gathered the needed papers and handed them to you. "Now one second, I'm going to call one of the students from your major to come get you."

As she said this, the door from what was assumed to be the headmaster's office, opened, and the woman cleared her throat in discomfort, but called out.

"Kim Taehyung!" The hooded boy looked up, and raised a brow at her disturbed face, and then scanned you.

You didn't notice it however, and smiled brightly. His face contorted for a moment.

The woman motioned him over hesitantly, he listened, dragging his feet. "This is Y/N. She's new, and is in your major. Can you take her back with you?"

He sighed and nodded. He motioned his head to the door and began walking again. The woman gave you a pitiful smile, and went back to working. You shrugged it off and followed Kim Taehyung.

You skipped behind him to catch up, and walked alongside him as you got into the hallway. You glanced over at the boy in the hood, your face heating. He was cute. You decided to start a conversation.

"So you're in photography, too?" He kept quiet, not even glancing your way.

You assumed maybe he didn't hear you, and continued, "Don't you just love it? Taking pictures, and being able to keep the life it holds?"

You babbled on and on about how amazing you thought pictures were, "What's your favorite thing to captu-".

He glared at you, finally giving you his attention, "Will you shut the fuck up?"

You bit your lip, and flinched, but tried to smile again, "Sorry! My mother says I'm excitable! Like a child. Maybe I should carry a binkie around with me." You giggled awkwardly.

Though, the thought didn't sound too bad, in fact, you were considering it.

He sighed loudly giving you a repulsed look, and opened a door loudly stomping in. You followed behind, and bowed to the teacher.

"Hello!" He smiled at you, "You must be the transfer?" You nodded with a bright smile. "Great!"

He turned to the class, "Everyone, this is Y/F/N. Now it is a few weeks into the curriculum, so please make her feel welcomed. Y/N you can go sit next to Jung Hoseok."

A boy raised his hand, a bright smile on his face. You smiled back just as brightly. Making a few older women and men coo.

You walked back, and sat in the seat, which was coincidentally in front of Taehyung. "Hi!" You giggled, turning towards the cute boy.

He giggled as well, "Hello!" Your face reddened, and bit your lip, becoming shy at his pearly smile.

You faced the front, the cheek aching smile never wiping from your face.

You felt like you were going to like it here.

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