CONFUSED || Taehyung Fan Fiction ||

2 || ʟɪᴠᴇ ᴘ%ʀ# ||

It was once again Monday. a day after the hellish photo shoot with gay bitch. It was already lunch time and today was a uniform day. Monday and Wednesdays are our uniform days, and I am not complaining at all. It saves me time and from the dilemma of having to choose a new outfit plus the uniform is simple yet classy and cute. I closed my locker and head to the cafeteria where our signature table awaits for our asses to sit down on it.

After a good ten minutes of waiting to get my food I finally sat down at our table and both of them greeted me. They have been through multiple relationships which I'm envious of, not gonna lie. But who am I to complain when i myself know very well that I'm a hoe.

A fantastically freaking hot hoe.

Girls and guys have asked me dozens of times but I'm still single ever since the day I was let out of my mom's vagina.

Why? It's simple, really.

Because I hate commitment.

"Y/N! You won't believe what just happened!" Haera exclaimed cutting off my thoughts. I went to look at her direction, seeing her running towards me with arms flailing in the air as if she was trying to get the last train home.

"What? Did Taehyung fall down the stairs and break all his limbs which may have the possibility of him never ever coming back to school again?!" I asked poking on my side dish slightly too hard.

"What? No!" Anya exclaimed then both their smiles grew wider. I gave them a weirded out confused look that signaled them to continue.

"Kim Seokjin just asked me out to prom! And of course, I said hell to the Y.E.S!" Haera jolted as she silently screams, trying to calm her shaking figure.

Right, she's obsessed with Seokjin.

"Omg congratulations! I'm so happy for you!" I was genuinely happy for her. Remembering all those times she has gushed about Seokjin, watching him from afar and her cheeks growing red whenever he catches her staring. She's such a love-sick puppy.

I sighed mentally. I was jealous of them as of the current situation. Remembering that Anya was already asked out by a female senior. I guess I was bad at masking my slight dismal because the next thing I saw was their lopsided expressions.

"Oh come on Y/N. Some chic might sweep you off your feet, eventually or maybe the other way around!" Anya cheered me up. I just shrugged and picked up my chopsticks.

"The problem is if I say yes."

"But of course, Y/n and her infamous rejecting. Come on, it's just for the night. It's not like a life long marriage if you say yes, Y/n. Just make sure one thing doesn't lead to another." Haera playfully sighed and took me in a headlock to which I tried to escape as we all laughed.

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Classes started thirteen minutes ago. But I'm here inside the library, skipping to see the horrendous face of my math teacher. I popped in three mints into my mouth as I searched from shelf to shelf. As I was looking at the books piled up. I felt a presence beside me. I didn't have to look to know who it was. His manly vanilla scent gave all the hint away.

"Why, how surprising. Little miss A student is skipping class. How unusual" he mused. I could almost feel his eyes looking at my life form, three hundred and sixty degrees.

"I could ask the same thing to you, Namjoon" I finally took a glance at him. He looked exceptionally hot today. He had his hair neat in a messy and his glasses gave him the sexy nerd vibe.

"The class got super boring. Plus, I already know everything the teacher was teaching" he shrugged and raised his hand to take a book above me but that wasn't his intention. He only acted as if he was going to get a book. Because the next thing I know was that I was trapped between his arms.