My Mr. Fvckboy | h.js |

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Y/n's POV

Can I get a fucking yeehaw?

no.

because I'm stuck in a classroom full of idiots. I didn't even know most of these kids went to this school.

I tried reading a book. I ended up reading the whole thing and it still wasn't time to go.

I was about to have a hissy fit because I just wanted to go home.

I still had thirty minutes in here?

I swear the clock just said I had fifteen minutes left.

God is not on my side today.

I tried to find a new book, but they're all too dull.

I sit on my desk, twiddling my fingers.  What else am I suppose to do? This is the highlight of my day.

I wish the teacher could just fall asleep so we could leave, and for his own good; He looks like hes on his tenth cup of coffee of the day, and has been awake for three nights.

After a while of counting sheep, we were dismissed from detention.

We all stood up and grabbed our stuff.

I was one of the last person out.

Minho was walking ahead of me for some fucking reason. Probably cause I got shorter legs smh.

I started shouting.

"Bro Minho wait up-"

I was cut off by falling onto the ground. There was a big ass rock.

Face first..

Minho turned around and was surprised.

"Oh shit," I heard him.

Dirt got in my mouth.

"I'm fine" I said spitting out rocks. No I'm not. My knees are burning, and now is my tongue.

I stood up and brushed off the dirt from my legs.

"Well goddamn" I looked over to my left to see Jisung giggling.

"Hey Y/n, are you okay?" Seonghwa asked.

He looked over at Jisung and furrowed his eyebrows.

"Did you do this?" He asked, almost sternly.

"No" Jisung scoffed, "The dimwit did it to herself"

I dont know how, but Seonghwa was able to knit his eyebrows together even more.

"I'm sorry? The what?" He takes a couple steps closer.

Jisung seems unphased.

I know he's not trying to fight or something.

"Okay bud, you've had your fun playing guard dog. Let's go" I pat his shoulder.

He rolled his eyes and starting walking away with my following right behind.

"You're an idiot" he sighs.

"Oh really? I'm glad you reminded me.
I wouldn't have remembered if you hadn't told me" I fake smile, "again" I add with gritted teeth.

-

When I got home I took a shower right away cause I didn't want those dust particles going up in my knees.

Usually I take a shower at like 10pm - 12am. It just feels nicer when it's late. But also feels like something straight from a horror film. And a killer will strike me.

I laid on my bed and just stared at the ceiling.

"God, show me a sign. I need a boyfriend and you know it. I'm in desperate need of love and affection, and the closest thing I get is Minho and he's mean, and probably not straight. Show me a sign"

After a few seconds nothing happens and I sigh.

I hear rustling in the tree next to my window.

I open and  look out the window and see a squirrel on a branch.

"Hm. So much for my sign.. but at least it's still a really cute squirrel" I closed my window and went back to my bed.

I scrolled through social media quickly before drifting off into sleep.

-

It was Wednesday and I had two days left until the concert. Three days if you count today. Four days if you count the day of.

"Wake up, wake up, wake up" I shook Minho awake.

"Oh my gosh" he rubbed his eyes. "Get the fuck out" he points.

I scurry out of the room and close the door.

Once Minho gets out we leave to school. We weren't nearly late, so running wasn't needed.

"Is your knee okay?" he asked.

"I mean today its okay, but yesterday it hurt like a bitch. My flesh was exposed and shit, so it burned, but even if I got my leg chopped off I'm still going to the concert"

Once we got to class, there was our two seats left. I couldn't go another day without talking during class

-

"Ok, so I asked for God to show me a sign yesterday, and guess what he does?? nothing." I explain to Minho.

"Instead I was visited by a squirrel, what's up with that fuckery" I scoff.

"It means you're meant to be a furry Y/n" Minho put a hand on my shoulder.

"Inspirational, thank you Psychic Lee, it helps a lot. I have learned to embrace myself" I played along.

"Minho, Y/n, mind to tell me what you're talking about during my lesson?" the teacher asked.

"Furries" - Minho

"Nothing" -Y/n

Minho and I said at the same time.

"Uhh" we said in unison.

"Nothing" - Minho

"Furries" - Y/n

We said again at the same time.

"Just stop talking, please" the teacher ordered and continued her lesson.

-

hopefully yallsters dont hate it too much :')

is seonghwa a love interest?? hell no i aint doing that kinda shit.
he just cares for y/n because he sees her as a little sibling.. yeah :D
i mean unless you want him to be a love interest which i dont think yall would want that kinda drama but irdc i want yall to love this story thats it.