As you were sitting in front of the music room, you heard a soft tune that sent a peaceful aura into the long empty hallway. You glanced up from your phone, since you played a game and noticed the slightly opened door. Drawn by the melodic sound of...
It was weird. It was the middle of school and you didn't see Yoongi once. Even though the building was big, you looked practically everywhere for him, but without success. When you were about to go to your next class, you caught a glimpse of someone who looked like Yoongi. So you turned on your heel and ran to the spot, you just saw the person. By the time you arrived, the person kept on walking but now you were sure, that it was indeed Yoongi.
"Yoongi!"
For a second he stopped in his tracks. It seemed like he was considering if it was a good idea to talk to you, but then he went away.
You were just as confused as all the students who heard you calling out for him, since his reaction made no sense, neither for you, nor for the students. Therefore you just followed him.
A wave of fresh air hit your face when you entered the rooftop of school. It was freezing and you regretted that you didn't bring a cardigan today.
"Yah, Min Yoongi!!!"
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"What?"
""What?"? Why are you acting so weird? You just ignored me in the hallway!"
"I didn't hear you."
His voice was so cold and emotionless that you could feel anger building up inside your body.
"Oh, you did hear me and just decided to avoid me. Actually I just wanted to give that back to you and wanted to thank you for yesterday."
With all your strength you threw his helmet towards Yoongi, who barely caught it, an expression of surprise on his face.
"I guess you really don't want us to be friends."
With that being said, you span around and ran away, as you felt at the verge of crying. Yoongi on the other hand only looked at your back in disbelief while he still tried to understand what just had happened.
The staring of the students drove you crazy while you tried to fight back the tears that were about to roll down your cheeks. You didn't know why you were reacting like this. He was just a boy. A really rude boy who didn't seem to have any sense of tact or sensitivity.
You had calmed down when you reached your class and went inside.
You were lucky your teacher dismissed all of you earlier because she had an important meeting, so you were able to get to break sooner. But before you could do so, you had to grab some stuff from your locker. Slowly a bunch of students filled the hallways and there was murmuring. Curious about what was going on, you closed your locker and turned around. You let your gaze wander through the crowd and then you saw what caused the noises. You gasped.
It was Alisha and she was ready to break you into tiny pieces of self-doubt. She walked up to you, her nose raised high. With her butt swinging from side to side, she drew the attention of the male students but wouldn't look at them as her eyes were locked on your shrinking figure.
