Disguise | Taehyung FF

I - Hoes Mad

"OMO! You look so cute~!"

I scoffed as Hwami brushed my hair to the side and then took out a scented lip gloss. She gently swifted it onto my lips. Turning my head to face the mirror, I winced in surprise as I couldn't recognized the normal-looking girl in front of me.

"Now all you need is a hoodie twice the size of you and your good to go." Hwami clapped her hands in excitement as if I was some kind of doll to be decorated on. She then proceeded to give me a hoodie. I then wore it.

"Can I please go now?" I whined.

"Yes, Yes! You can go, my baby lu~!" She spoke in a motherly tone. Hwami patted my back and I stood up from the salon chair and walked out of the dressing room.

"I'm scared. What if they recognize me?" I asked my best friend.

I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Luna Jang. I'm not normal. I'm a famous kpop idol known as Lucid. I'm apart of a girl band called Persona. (Authors Note: YES LIKE THE ALBUM) I'm the maknae of the group, and Hwami, also known as Heartu is the oldest. In total there is 5 members of our group, and I'm on of the two rappers of the group. I'm still in high school and instead of focusing all on my career, I decided to finish high school. My old school was crazy since EVERYONE knew who I am, so I decided to move here in disguise.

And here I am, getting ready for my first day.

"Luna." My manager met me outside the manager room. He kindly offered me a smile. "Good luck on your first day."

"Thank you." I bowed and then hurried outside to the car waiting outside. As I approached the car, I could see a figure of a man in the drivers seat.

"Excuse me, who are you?" My favorite driver Mr Honda asked with a frown, scrunching his nose in confusion. He was from Japan, but he had lived in South Korea for almost 20 years. But he's really funny and always knows what's going on.

"It's me, Luna!" I giggled when realizing my disguise was good after all.

"Oh my, Miss! Your disguise worked!" He clapped his hand over his mouth and then unlocked the doors.

I got in the passengers seat and we drove towards to school.

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"We're here!" Mr Honda said as he pulled up in the schools parking lot. But the car was far away from the school entrance in a remote area shaded from the scorching sun.

"Good luck on your first day, and make sure not to get caught!" He gave me a thumbs up.

"Thank you!" I ran towards the school with my lunchbox and backpack. I swung the backpack behind me and ran to the school.

As I got closer to the schools main building, I noticed that a lot of students were in their own friend groups, and I could easily tell their status. There's the gamers, always on their phone and screaming at each other whenever they lost. The club kids: like the karate club (obviously by their pin on their uniform). Group of kids who are probably in a school play. The outcasts, the cheerleaders, the school varsity team, the lonely teachers pet always scolding someone, the airheads, the emos-

Hey, I actually like this school.

And then there were two groups in front of the school.

The two that I dread most:

The divas, and the Popular boys.

The divas look like they're trouble. Yes I wear makeup a lot, but I apply my makeup on lightly. I barely wear makeup, because I take good care of my body and skin. These divas are literally made out of 99.9999999% makeup. No joke. They're face are frickin failed results of plastic surgery, and they're all wearing tight leggings and small shirts that show they're bottoms. I almost barfed when I pass them.