The Girl Behind The Camera | A Park Jimin's Story

You're Probably Wrong

"You are really, really dumb, y/n,"

The cherubic pout you are wearing gives no effect to Rina's anger, but the girl is sane enough to restrain herself from giving you an earful of nags. Heeyoung, who looks a little too unbothered with the dreading scene that the three of you have to face together after this, has her chin propped on her open palm.

"So, we're caught sneaking in beer cans just because your drunk ass unconsciously threw some of them in the main school trash? The more I think about this, the funnier it gets," Heeyoung snickers, head shaking lightly.

Well, it's true. The low-key, sly trio delinquents of the school who has been disobeying the school's rules for years, exceptional in being smooth for every crime - no matter how big or small - and manage to commit them with no scrutinization from either the teachers or students, get caught drinking illegally just because of a simple mistake that is made by a barely conscious you. Even though how laughable it sounds like, having to present yourself to the discipline teacher still sounds very intimidating, which makes all three of you feeling a little edgy.

The memory from last night flashes in your mind which was minutes before you reached your room where you had downed at least three cans and recklessly threw it to the main trash (well, at least your drunk ass didn't litter), the trash where the entirety of school community - students, teachers, wardens, security guards - use it. You facepalm and mentally slap yourself for being so dumb, so careless. It gets even worse since your other two besties shouldn't be at here, sitting outside of the discipline office, waiting to be called, when the one who did wrong was only you.

"Hey, what's with that face huh?" Rina lays her palm on the back of your hand, concerned eyes hoping for meeting yours, lips curling into a little smile. Sometimes, you wonder how undeserving of you to be blessed with very compassionate and understanding friends, of what have your past self did to deserve them. Heeyoung quickly turns her face to you when Rina's fond voice is overheard, trouble crosses in her features.

"Nah, nothing. It's just... I'm just... " you sigh, eyes shutting close, head falls down, "I'm sorry,"

Both of your friends beam warmly, changing fond gazes and smile before diverting their gaze on you back. Heeyoung brings her fingers to play with the strands of your hair, smile curving even wider.

"What are you even sorry for? We are in this together, aren't we?" she murmurs, a soft nod followed up from Rina.

"We're totally fine, y/n. Don't worry about us,"

The words make you feel even more guilty, even though you know those words are genuine since they come from your friends. Your frown doesn't disappear but you lean towards Heeyoung's soft touches, giving a sign that you're listening. You want to say something, but before you could even open your mouth, other voice interrupts your intention of doing so.

"Kim y/n, Lee Rina, Choi Heeyoung, Mrs. Heo and Mr. Shin want you in the office," the school's secretary announces at the door frame.

Okay, wait what? Why the hell Mr. Shin is here too?