𝓜𝓻 𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓮𝓬𝓽 (𝒋𝒊𝒌𝒐𝒐𝒌)

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Jimin POV
I woke up to my alarm clock, groaning since it's another school day. I quickly got up from my bed to wash up, and change. I wore a black shirt, jeans, black shoes, and a little black bow I stole from my little sister, because why not. Everyone always says I look good in everything, I don't know why, but i tried something new. I quickly grabbed my bag and shoved a piece of toast in my mouth. I was gonna be late if I ate breakfast at home.

"Bye Eomma! Bye, Yumin." I said goodbye to my mom and sister.. "What's the rush?" Yumin scoffed. "Ahem, I'm gonna be late if I don't hurry up, you're lucky your school starts later." I rolled my eyes at her. "Aha, But here's the thing. I wake up EARLIER than you! If you woke up earlier, then you could wouldn't have to grab and go!" She talked back. "It's almost like you want me to stay and eat with you!" I shot at her. "Wha? No- that's not true!" Her eyes widened. "Sheesh, will you guys stop fighting Jimin, you're gonna be late if you keep fighting with your sister. Yumin, eat up!" my eomma yelled at us. "Sorry Eomma. Bye!" I ran out the door.

I ran, and ran, hoping I wouldn't be late. But my plans of being early got ruined when I bumped into someone. "HEY! Watch it kid-.." he stopped. Min Yoongi, another one of the people who adore me, for some reason. Part of the "Park Jimin Fanclub", I can't believe a teacher even allowed that to be a thing. Yoongi is quite the grumpy guy, though. "O-oh god, Park Jimin I'm so so sorry! I didn't know it was you, I-.." he panicked. "Yoongi, it's ok! You only bumped into me, stop worrying!" I gave him a cute eye smile. That made him smile aswell. "I'm sorry, we're already late." He scratched his head.

My eyes widened. "Oh no! Uh, I'm gonna run now, sorry!" I rushed off, catching the eyes of everyone, but it's kinda creepy when they do that. As soon as I reached class, I have received many stares, but none of them seemed annoyed. They all seemed happy I was here. "I-I'm really really sorry for being late I promise it won't happen ever again!" I pleaded. My teacher was confused. "Late? Oh Jimin, you're not late. Just sit now!" My teacher smiled.

I sat down, to only find Yoongi walking into the classroom, only a few seconds I did. That's when everyone rolled their eyes. "MIN YOONGI, DO YOU HAVE AN EXCUSE TO WHY YOU'RE LATE?" My teacher scolded him. "I bumped into Park Jimin. We talked for a bit. That's it." He folded his arms. "Oh? Ok. Sit down then." She calmed down when she heard him say my name.

To be honest, I don't really know why I'm so adored. This started happening ever since I was, well, born. My mother told me when I came out, my doctor told her, "Oh miss, this baby of yours is...just, perfect! The most beautiful baby I've seen." The moment I was born. Seriously? I mean, it's nice that they like me, but it's kinda...weird. Like, even right now! Everyone in my class is staring at me, even my teacher!

"So, Jimin. Did you get all of that?" My teacher smiled at me. "U-uh, yes." I got embarrassed. Then I heard some girl in the back said. "Aweee! You know what I have learned? Jimin Oppa looks so cute in bows~" she gushed. Annoying, I hear that with every peice of clothing I wear, but thanks. Everyone nodded. The class went on, and I swear, this class wasn't learning, it was just, "stare at terrified Jimin because everyone is staring at him" class.

After half the school day, (finally) I went to lunch. I caught a boy sitting down, not smiling as he took a glance at me. I thought that I would go talk to him a bit, he didn't seem to be happy with me being around. I walked near him, and sat with him. "Hi! I'm Park Jimin, and I-.." I got stopped. "Don't think I don't know who you are, your name gets spoken by atleast most people everyday." He pulled out his book.

Ok, I was so god damn scared of this guy. "C-can I atleast know your name?" I said. He looked away from his book for a second. "Jeon Jungkook. Now, could you please go?" He scowled at me. I had a new school goal! To make this Jungkook guy happy around me. He's pretty cute- not in a gay way, he's just cute. I think. I don't know. "I won't go until you agree to go sit with me in the cafeteria!" I said.

"Nah." He mumbled. "Please? I'll answer any questions about me." I begged. Jungkook suddenly looked at me. "Any question..?" He said. I nodded. "How many are there limited?" He asked. "No limit. Why, do you like, want to know a lot about me?" I said slightly smiling. A cherry colour of red creeped up Jungkooks face. "What? No, it's not like that. Whatever. I'll sit with you, not that I really care about your presence." He tried to cover up the blush on his face.