Taehyung x Reader: Changing Ideals

Ch. 1

Why did nobody tell you that college life was so god damn hard? A little notice beforehand would have been great, than maybe you wouldn't have chosen Psychology as your major.

Basically, you would wake up, occasionally take a shower, never eat breakfast, go to your lectures, maybe see one of your two friends, work your part-time job, go home to study more and repeat exactly that the following day.

When was the last time you really went out? Or put some effort in your appearance?

Nobody really knows, since today seemed to be another one of these days.

Sitting in the back during your least favorite lecture, since the Professor seemed to hate you, you started an essay for another subject.

Maybe you could sneak in one of your headphones? Or even both? It would really help with zoning out the annoying voice of your Professor.

But even through your blasting music, some overdramatic gasps were heard.

Looking up from your laptop, you understood why they couldn't be called overdramatic. A boy with ash blonde hair and the most mesmerizing eyes was talking to the Professor. He kept smiling and nodding along with whatever the old meathead kept telling him.

Looking a bit further down his physique, you noticed that he dressed like some sort of millionaire, most of his clothing items were Gucci. He dressed comfortably, yet casually fashionable. And then looking at yourself, you really felt underdressed with your over worn sweater, ripped jeans and boots. You also chose the right day to wear your glasses instead of your contacts.

Sighning, you turned back to your laptop, compering yourself to a demigod would bring you nowhere.

You basically ignored the rest of the lecture and wrote your essay. Even though you felt some stares on you, you didn't think much of it, that is, until the bell rang.

You didn't even look up when you started packing your things to stand up and leave your seat. That was why you were shocked to see another person sitting right beside you.

It was the demigod looking guy.

A few seconds passed with you just looking surprised to see his pretty face so close, when you finally snapped out of it.

He looked like he was investigated in his notes and you didn't want to disturb him, so you carefully moved around him to get to your next lecture.

But sitting in the back of the room made being careful a lot harder than it should, that was why you had to bend slightly forward so you didn't hit anything on your way out.

That caused you to accidentally brush against his head and while you didn't think much of it, you heard a weird sound coming from him.

Looking back you saw him clenching his fists against the table and taking exaggerating breaths of the air around him. He didn't look that good either, as sweat was being formed on his forehead. Just as you were about to ask him if everything was good, your name was called.

"(Y/N)!!"

It was Jieun, one of your close friends. You met her in your first year of college and you two just clicked. She was an art major in the building beside yours, so it was a surprise to see her here.

You waved back and made your way down, totally forgetting the boy behind you and not noticing the way he was looking at you.

"Hey, Jieun, what are you doing here?" You asked, smiling as you hugged her. "Nothing, just wanted to spent lunch with my favorite person on this campus."

"What about Jackson? Is he coming along?", Jackson was your other friend, he was also a Psychology major, just two years older than the two of you. That was why you two didn't share any classes.