*Y/N's POV*
After a long morning full with classes, I'm happy to have a break.
All the classes were pretty easy for me, since I am a student with good grades, but I couldn't forget the 7 boys who were sitting next to me in homeroom.
I attended the advanced classes of all subjects, and only saw one of them attend all of my classes. It was the pretty boy who had glasses and cute dimples when he smiled. I guess I could say he's smart; maybe smarter than I am.
The other 6 boys were in lower classes than mine, thank GOODNESS. All those girls pawing and moaning for them were disgusting to watch, as they crowded around them like flies to honey. That guy with the cute smile and had a puppy-face that winked at me was always surrounded by a bunch of girls, whispering and smiling coyly at them while they absorbed all of it as if he was their lord.
The other boys were also always surrounded, with the tall guy who seemed gentle always acting nicely and kindly towards the girls, being the gentleman he is. He's popular for that, I realised easily as I stare at him down the hall where he picked a swooning girl's textbook that she had dropped on the ground, while smiling shyly, which makes even my heart flutter.
The boy with the boxy smile, who had a heart-shaped face, was silent and had a forbidding cold beauty around him that I had never seen before. Betraying his cold posture, his eyes were filled with warmth absorbing and analysing the girls that batted around him with gifts that were made by them. Without a word, he accepted one of the million boxes that were in front of him held out by all the girls and the holder of the gift shrieked, not believing he had accepted her gift. I could see that he was very curious about the box and before I saw him open it, he was surrounded by a mass of girls trying to fit into the overflowing gift of girls.
In contrast to the quiet boy, the vertically challenged boy who had mint-coloured hair laughed loudly at the jokes the girls were saying that was surrounding him and kept eating cookies out of his snack bag. He was really popular too, with all the girls hanging onto his every word and joke that poured out of his mouth.
Then there was another guy just... Dancing. He was showing advanced and skilled moves that I had never in my life had seen and I immediately felt drawn towards him like the other millions of girls just to watch him communicate with his body to his audience. His body flowed and connected each movement that corresponded from the beat of the entrancing music. My mouth dropped open and stared at him, who was driving his heart out with the music. It was beautiful. And as soon as the music finished, everyone clapped and shouted for him, who was sweating waterfalls and looking very tired, but ecstatic at the same time. He bowed twice and girls came all over the place just to give him their water bottles and filled to the brim with compliments I'm sure he heard at least 100 times.
Next to the boy who just danced was another boy, this time working out, JUST LIKE THAT in the hallway full of bustling people, and showing off his hardly toned muscles without him knowing it. Thousands of girls stared at his strained arms that were now performing pushups and some even had the courage to yell out encouragements to him. And every time someone did, he stood up, stared at the girl who said it, then smiled at them, just to result in the girl fainting. Then he changed his exercise right away to the next one. Just like that. Easy peasy. A simple routine that had millions of girls sway and drop to the ground as easily as someone dropping a coin.
And the guy who I said was the smartest among them who participated in my lessons? Don't even let me get started. Even though he was just leaning on a locker cooly reading a book, girls were clustered around him and seemed to keep bothering him by asking questions about his life; maybe even about his personal life. It looked like he had the world and was answering simple word answers while reading his book. To be honest, he does really look sexy reading a book.
Well.
All these 7 boys are crazy good-looking.
*Namjoon's POV*
I sighed.
I can't even get by the hallways to my locker, just to get my book and read it, because of the girls.
They're all trying to hit up on me and trying to look sexy by leaning in to show their loosely tied uniforms that showed mostly skin.
"Namjoon," Lisa, a girl who's been trying to hit on me since, like, forever, said, "What book are you reading? Can't you read the book in a empty classroom and teach me anything you want in there?" And as she said 'anything', she crept her hands seductively to loosen my tie a little, while cocking her head like an innocent baby, who was actually trying to seduce me.
I quickly shook her hands off me, re-adjusted my tie and said, "No thanks. And anyway," My eyes swept around the hallway to find an escape and landed on the new girl, Y/N, who made eye contact with me,"I have to go study with Y/N. She's smarter than I am, and I think I need some advice for our biology test tomorrow." And without breaking eye contact with Y/N, who was blushing furiously, and ignoring Lisa's angry outburst, I pushed through the throng of girls who were always by my side, and headed towards Y/N.
