-Oct.13th-
-9:18 AM-The teacher; introducing her to the classroom, had become background music at a mall to me.
I eventually tuned it out, and was somehow able to tear my eyes away from her.
Get a hold of yourself...there's more important things to look at...
Looking back up at the board, I found myself having trouble seeing the almost minuscule chalk writing from my seat near the back of the class.
"Hey Tae, what does it say next to-"
I paused.
The younger was too engrossed in a trance to acknowledge my words.
YOU ARE READING
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FanfictionYou're a transfer student who showed up out of nowhere and started shaking up Jimin's heart. - chapters will almost always be short -