TAEKOOK ¦ i'm not straight

i'm not: too happy...

now playing... outro: propose

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JIMIN EARLIER THAT DAY

"Alright brother, this is where we part ways. Meet me back here in this exact spot at 3:15, got it? Good luck, and have fun"

After receiving a nod from my younger brother, I head into the senior's area of the school. Heading into the unknown for new beginnings. A new start. A new... Everything

Passing by students, teachers and other confused teens, I look around for my locker. Each number follows up the previous, which makes it simple to find the right direction to go in. The only difficult part about this is when the line of lockers ends. The start of the next line does not follow the previous one. It's a new, fresh set of locker numbers. Going from 1008 to 1021.

You just have to know that it took me a little while to find the right place. But when I did, boy was I happy to finally be able to put down my 73 000 pound bag.

I open the grey closet-like metal box (a/n: how to make sure you meet the word-count in an essay - a tutorial by: tea) and put my backpack inside, unpacking all my other school supplies in the process. I leave the essential items in my to-go bag that I always bring to class. Some might call it a purse or a handbag, but I rather use a more universal name. Even if it's a cute baby pink colour with a few translucent white dots.

I check my schedule before leaving to go to my first class. Art, room B236.

Being that my class is on the second floor, I go up the stairs, clutching onto my very gender-neutral bag.

The room is empty of students when I walk in, leaving me alone with an awfully quiet teacher at his desk. Mr. Park, as I read from my schedule.

I find a desk near the back-right corner of the classroom and sit down, looking out the window longingly while waiting for the dreadful bell to ring.

- I wonder how Kookie's doing -

I might not always show my loving and affectionate side to him, but that doesn't mean it isn't there. Jungkook is truly the most important person to me and if I see him get hurt, it won't end well. At first glance, it looks as if he's the one looking after me. Being the bigger and stronger brother. And, no doubt, he surely is, but I'm his older brother. I've been through more than he has. I've experienced more, learned more and this makes me able to teach my younger sibling.

Teach him the way to life.

Jungkook is brave, strong, smart and simply the most genuine and sweet guy you'll ever meet. He's too good for the world he's in, and that scares me. He's too nice.

He can easily break, and I've seen it with my own eyes. Jungkook slowly falling apart as the world's walls closing in on him.

He can't control it.

I need to help him through all his downfalls. Jeon Jungkook needs to hear my wise words and put them to use. Find their meaning and develop a new one

Jungkook ne-

"Hey!" I turn from the window to be met with a semi-tall guy hovering over my desk, with a not-so-friendly smirk plastered onto his lips.

"H-hello?"

"I just wanted to say hi, you seem to be.... new here," The guy says in an unsettling tone.

"Yeah, it's my first day," I say a little more confidently, even if I'm getting a weird vibe from the boy.

As it seems he's about to say something else, the bell rings. A loud ringing sounds as his smile falters. Looking around, the boy starts leaning in, closer and closer to my face. A now uncomfortable distance between us as he says,

"Sungjin." I'm taken aback as I'm not quite sure what he's saying "My name"

"Oh... I'm J-jimin"

"What a pretty name, isn't it? It fits quite perfectly for such a pretty boy," He declares in a more dominating tone "Nice purse, by the way"

With this as his final words, Sungjin finally leaves my desk and goes to sit a few desks away. My face is drawn in a blush as I watch him leave.

His voice was so... relaxing and yet intimidating. His actions were sweet and caring, and yet they were preventing me from being me. He seemed so friendly and yet not approachable.

I'm intrigued in who this Sungjin is, but I feel as though I should stay away.

Stay out of danger...

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During my whole first class, my mind was completely out of it. Elsewhere and could not come back. Our teacher would talk, but none of his words seemed to concern me or my interest. My thoughts were filled to the brim and could not handle new information. My head was repeating the same thing over and over again. The same name as a song stuck in my head.

Sungjin

I'm still not certain if he's bad news or not. He looked pretty nice, but I suppose it's an act. There was something about that last comment he made when he called me a pretty boy, it made me... uneasy. Uncomfortable. It's not something I'd like for some guy to call me.

Pretty boy

I don't quite like it.

Not from him at least.

I head out of class as the bell strikes again, and go to my locker to get my stuff. With my binder in my left hand, my to-go bag around my shoulder and a semi-smile on my face, I struggle to open my lock using on hand but manage anyways.

As I'm taking out my English binder, I hear a voice from behind. Before I have a chance to turn to see where it comes from, two strong arms are placed on both of my sides, trapping inside. Said arms then turn me around, making me face to face with a familiar classmate of mine.

Sungjin

"Hey there, pretty boy," he says in a low and raspy voice, sending shivers down my spine "Scared? Already? Don't be such a wuss Jimin, I'm just having fun"

"I need to go to class," I reply more confidently due to us not being in an as closed in space, besides the fact that I'm trapped between his arms.

"You've got 8 minutes Jiminie, let's have a little chat" He removes his handsome from my sides, but still leaving little to no space between us "You're a good boy, right?"

I've had enough when he starts tucking my hair behind my ear, slowly leaning in without a word. Although he doesn't seem to want something specific, I need to stand a higher ground rather than let Sungjin see me as a vulnerable victim for him to play with.

"I said I need to get to class." I push his hand away, along with his entire body as I walk past him. 

Fastening my pace, I head to my class and try to forget about the situation with Sungjin by taking out my phone and texting my true friend. The one who's there for me and who always had my back in any circumstance... 

Jimin:

Hey babe

I miss you 💛

Delivered

now pausing... growing pains, super junior - d&e

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A/N:

Hello my lovely readers,

I'm so so so sorry for the wait, plus it being short(er than usual, cause it's technically not short...)

It's been a pretty crazy day, but ima not elaborate on that since it'd be pretty boring tbh 💀💀

And that's the tea,

- Tea