Yoongi saw someone getting bullied, and decided to save him.
He held out his hand, helping the beautiful boy up his feet.
The boy took his hand, and instantly one thought popped up his head.
"Sh*t I think I like holding hands."
WARNING! : Violent wo...
I stood in front of the school gate, glaring so hard it could drop dead if it weren't a dead object in the first place. New and old students passed me, head low below.
I stand there debating whether I should go in or just skip school. And I come to a decision I decided to skip. On the first day of school? Hell yeah. I'm a genius anyway.
I'm just about to go to my motorcycle when I feel someone tugging my shirt. I turned back and saw my best friend, Kim Namjoon.
He rolled his eyes, "Are you seriously going to skip school on the first day of school? Seriously?" he asked, his hands still clutching my shirt. I chuckled, "Yep! But that grand plan obviously failed when you showed up," the sarcasm dripping in my voice.
He rolled his eyes for the second time. "You know I'm not going to let that happen." And start dragging me inside.
I decided to test my luck and playfully smacked his arm. Shocked by my action, he released his grip from my shirt. I take this chance and ran in the opposite direction.
But I probably should have seen where I'm going, but as they always say; regret comes later. I felt my chest hitting something hard, that impact making me and that "thing" fell to the ground. Soon after Namjoon came, greeted with the sight of me sitting on the ground rubbing my head.
For the third time, Namjoon rolled his eyes and helped me up. "This is why you shouldn't run away from me Yoongi-ah. Are you okay?" I grinned and nodded my head in response. I turned my head and saw the thing- which is actually a person already standing up, wiping the non-existent dust from his shirt.
"Hey, I'm sorry for bumping into you. I didn't see where I'm going," I said. The dude scoffed and yelled, "SORRY?! You bumped into ME and made ME fall and you only say sorry?" I shrugged in response. "What do you expect me to say?"
The dude turned red and punched me. My butt once again reunited with the floor. That's when Namjoon decided to step in. "Okay! That's enough." I stood up, glaring at the dude. "Namjoon, you stay out of this."
The dude was about to make another annoying remark, but thankfully my fist solved that problem.
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Jung Hoseok POV
I stand in front of the school gate, feeling excited about going to the new school. I hope I can make many new friends!, I thought as I finally walk inside.
Students are scattered around here and there. Some are talking to each other, some are sitting on the floor in a group playing with their phones, and one is........ dragging another one to school?
I stifled my laugh as I saw that couple of friend. I read the message on the phone for the fourth time. This is the message;
All students, welcome to Nam Godeung Hakgyo (Nam High School). Please check out what classes you are placed in. To do so, head to the board that is placed in the middle of the corridor for your convenience and find your name in one of the papers. The first graders are the first column of papers, the second graders are the second column of papers, and the third graders are the third row of papers. The class is written on the top of the paper and your names are listed below it. And the classrooms you are in are stated below the papers. Enjoy your first day of school!
- Sincerely, Principal Kim
I followed the instructions written and went inside the school building. I easily spot the board mentioned in the message and head there. There are several students standing in front of the board; I assume they're checking out they're classes too.
I scanned the first paper on the second row that is labeled with 2-A on top. No Jung Hoseok. There are classes until 2-E. Which means there are.... five classes in total. I sighed. This is going to take a while.
But my assumptions are wrong when I saw my name on the second paper with the label 2-B on top. I smiled to myself as I scan the names of my classmates. It's not like I'm going to remember them, but I did it anyway. There are 24 students in my class. I happily jumped and started to look for my class.... when I remembered I didn't check what class I'm in.
"Stupid Hoseok!", I said to myself. I skipped back to the board to check what class I'm in. I'm in class... 202. Now that I know what class I'm in, I can finally go to my class. New school, new friends, new memory! I thought to myself.
Oh, you have no idea Hoseok what will come darling.
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Authors Note :
Hi guys!!! We are literallyjungshook!!! Nice to meet all of you. To make it clear, there are two authors for this account, that is sugalisha and 새sae.
We don't own any of the characters here, they are from a k-pop band called BTS. If you don't know them, what are you even doing in this fanfiction?
What the characters do here is only a representation of the real habits and character of the members of BTS. WE DON'T OWN ANY PICTURES TOO. WE ONLY OWN THE STORY IDEA.
We don't mean to mock the members in any way. EVERYTHING HAPPENING IN THIS STORY IS ONLY FICTION WITH THE CHARACTERS FROM THE MEMBERS OF BTS.
