Player One |Vmin

Level-4

Jimin yawned tiredly his phone buzzing with good morning messages from Hoseok. He never felt this before. The only person that ever really cared for him was his brother but now there is someone else that cares for him.

"Jiminie-ah~! Time to get up!" Jihyun yelled, knocking on the door to wake his brother up although he already was awake. "Breakfast is on the table!"

"Thanks, Jihyun." Jimin called back, getting up from his bed and stretching before heading downstairs for some breakfast. He grabbed a slice of toast and a glass of orange juice to wash it down his throat.

Jihyun has already headed for school since he likes being an early bird but Jimin wasn't exactly happy about going to school, so why would he go in early?

The black-haired boy got changed into his uniform and brushed his teeth before heading out for school. He felt indulged in texting Hoseok since he wasn't starting school until next week so he had a lot of free time at the moment.

He learnt a lot about Hoseok. He learnt that he was born in Gwangju. In his old town, he was apart of a street dancing crew. His birthday is February the eighteenth. He has a younger sister around the same age as Jihyun. His favourite colour is green. His favourite number is seven and lots of other random stuff. He didn't even know how they managed to go off and talk about random junk.

"Okay, class is now in session, everyone put their phones away." The teacher spoke over everyone's voice.

Jimin sighed and turned his phone off and stuffed it in his trouser's pocket and followed his teacher's command and drowsily stared at the top of the class with her arms crossed and a bundle of paper in her hand hands. She wore a cross expression and after being in her class for how many years, Jimin knew this wasn't good.

"I corrected the scores from your surprise test yesterday. I received some great scores and some very, very poor scores." The teacher announced, Jimin then trailed his eyes over to the seemingly appearing nervous, silver-haired boy sitting in the front row of the class.

'Oh, must have missed the test when I was out yesterday.' Jimin thought to himself as he watched the teacher hand out the student's tests.

"Mr Kim, a word outside, please. Bring your test with you." The teacher spoke and the class erupted with 'oohs' and whispers about the jock.

You could hear him let out a long and deep sigh as he grabbed his test and left his seat, heading out of the classroom's door that the teacher held open for him. "Talk among yourselves but keep the noise level down." The teacher informed before leaving after Taehyung.

Everyone began a conversation with each other, asking other's what their score was and some closer to the door yelling at the rest of the class to keep quiet so they can eavesdrop on the conversation between the teacher and student. Same old, same old really.

Jimin kept quiet and looked at the clock in front of the class and counted down the minutes until class ended. Since it was a Friday, that meant it was a half-day. Once maths was over it was the more chilled classes like Korean studies, art, science and then school was over for them.

Then Jimin started thinking of what he will do once home. He was thinking about celebrating the end of a week with some Red Bull and mountain due, then maybe make a bowl of his favourite treats to enjoy while binge-watching his favourite anime's and maybe start that book Hoseok bought for him as well.

The door opened and the teacher's head came through the crack. The class went quiet since she looked pissed. Like really pissed. "Mr Park, come out here please."

Jimin froze and instantly felt like crying. He had the scariest math's teacher in the entire school and always tried his best to get kept on good terms with the teacher. He knew once he left the classroom and out into the hallway he would be met by yelling and bickering between one another.