"Good morning class! Today we have a new foreign exchange student." The teacher said.
Y/n slowly walks in with confident and not giving shit about the students who started talking and laughing about her weight.
"Will you like to introduce yourself?" Said the teacher.
Y/n sighed and stepped forward a bit.
"Hello my name is Y/n l/n and I'm from (hometown) and I moved here because my parents wanted to start fresh." Y/n finishes and the teacher clasps her hands and smiled.
"I hope you enjoy your stay here. I'm Mrs. Choi your teacher for the year. And just in luck we have one more seat, right next to Kim Namjoon."
Y/n scan the room and saw a brown haired boy sitting down not paying attention. Y/n made her way towards her seat and sat down.
Y/n look over and see this kid Namjoon looking at her. He smirked and faces the board.
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| Your p.o.v |
A month has passed since I transferred here. I guess it was okay but I hate wearing skirts because it makes me feel insecure about my thick legs.
I took a sip from my water and went to throw away my lunch. I felt my phone buzz from my pocket and checked to see what it was.
I unlocked my phone and saw it was from Namjoon.
I sighed and open the message.
Namjoon
Meet me at our usual spot 😗😉
Read 10:05 am
You
Okay.
Delivered 10:05 am
I sighed and I shoved my phone back into my pocket. Ever since I came to this school Namjoon and I have done some things that I never knew I would agree on.
I walked up the three flight of stairs and when I reached to the top I stopped catching my breath. I walked down the empty hall and stopped at a certain door.
The old music room.
I reached for the handle but I hesitate to actually open it. Then the door flew open and saw Namjoon leaning against the door frame smirking at me.
"Your late peaches" Namjoon said.
Peaches was the nickname Namjoon gave me when he 'accidentally' saw my underwear that one time and he's been calling me that ever since.
I push myself pass him and went to go sit a random desk. Even though we do these sort of things I couldn't help but fall in love with him.
But love is a strong word.
"What's wrong peaches? Cat got your tongue?" Namjoon smirked and used his pointer finger and thumb to lift up my chubby face to face his perfect one.
Namjoon presses his lips against mine. I couldn't help but melt into the kiss. The way his lips molded with mine.
Namjoon pulled away and looked into my e/c eyes.
I stood up from the desk and walked towards the window. Namjoon followed me and stood behind me pushing his body up against mine.
I let out a shaky sigh as I his hot breath against my skin. Namjoon nibbles my ear lightly and starts to give me butterfly kisses.
