Time | Jikook [Discontinued]

Chapter 3

-Jimin POV-

"Hey, did you hear? We're getting a transfer student."

"What? Transfering at this time of the year? They must be crazy."

"Yeah, I wonder if they'll be able to catch up."

"There are rumours saying the transfery is handsome."

"Oh my God, lady. Don't get your hopes up."

"They say that he's talented at everything, too."

I groan as I listen to my classmates gossip about the new transfer student. I really don't expect much from him. I just hope that he's not as annoying as my best friend, Taehyung. He never shuts up, and now that there's this new topic about a transfery, he is nonstop talking about how excited he is to meet the person.

"I wonder if they're a girl or a boy. Will they be tall? What if they're a foreigner?" I hear my best friend ramble about the new student.

I sigh. "Taehyung, what are you so excited for?"

"What? How can you not be excited? A new student! This class needs a change, and I bet that transfer student is gonna be the start of it."

I shake my head as I stare out of the window. It's nice, the cool breeze and bright sun. The chirping of birds outside are quite easy to listen to. A perfect summer day.

Everyone turns their heads to the front of the classroom, gulping as they see a man with jet black hair enter the room. He fixes his glasses properly before stepping right behind the lecture.

"Is it just me, or does Mr. Min seem even more out of it today?" a student says as a few others nod their heads in agreement.

"Good morning, everyone. As you probably already know, we're expecting a new student to join our class today. Please make him feel welcomed or else I'll beat your asses," he says as everyone replies with a quick yes. All the students, except for Taehyung, see Mr. Min as an intimidating person. But, I think Taehyung might have a crush on our teacher.

We watch as the new student enters the classroom. Everyone's, including myself's, jaw drops and eyes widen. I can even see a few people blushing. Just who is this transfer student?

-Jungkook POV-

"Seokjin, today's the big day, huh?" I say excitedly as we're on our way to the school. I know that high school was pretty stressful, especially the third year, but I can't help but want to go and be a student again. Just being young again is something I need to cherish and I can't waste the opportunity. I finally have a second chance.

"Y-yah, shouldn't you be calling me Hyung?" the younger male says, stuttering a little as he's not used to me being a young teenager now.

"Why do I have to call you Hyung?! I may look younger, but I'm still older than you," I retaliate.

"But, you don't just look younger, Mr. Jeon. You are younger," he says as I think about what he has to say. He does have a point. I mean, if I were to be informal with him, people would say that I don't respect those who are older than me, even though it's the other way around.

I sigh, and nod my head. "Okay, Hyung. I'll respect my elderly properly." I smirk as I hear him gasp.

"Did you just call me old?!"

I laugh outloud. "And, what if I did?" I respond playfully, soon being smacked on the back of the head by him.

"Yah! You brat!" he says as I continue to laugh.

"Wait, Hyung! We're here!" I say as the car comes to a stop.

"You ready, Mr. Jeon?" the older asks as I take a deep breath and step out of the vehicule.

"Fighting! I'll see you inside, 'kay?" he says as the car drives off and I'm left standing at the front gates.

"Here I go, then," I whisper to myself as I walk towards the high school.