The Stars In Your Eyes | Yoonseok

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School wasn't the most appealing place to Yoongi, or really anybody for that matter. He despised school. He couldn't make any friends. No-one really saw him as 'friendly'. Why? The teachers, despite the male's quietness, put him into detention, or told him to clean the classroom (or the bathroom, yuck) for giving other students what they called 'A Death Stare'. (Dumb, isn't it?)

Now to be fair, Yoongi always had that poker face, rarely changing expressions. Maybe once or twice a day, when his friend, Namjoon, dropped his lunch on the floor or accidentally broke his pencil and asked the male for another, but then, of course, broke the one Yoongi had given him. But, come on, Yoongi and Namjoon have been friends for quite some time, so Yoongi was just bound to laugh or smile at his best friends little mistakes (it was pretty funny, anyways). But his stare, which seemed like what the teachers called it, wasn't what it seemed.

Yoongi, back a couple of years ago, was in a gang. They robbed homes, cars, shops and even people, sold drugs and did other unspeakable acts. Namjoon pulled his best friend out of the trouble. Police found out, though. They arrested him and the gang, but soon they found out, Yoongi was threatened into the gang. They said they'd kill his family if he didn't join, and, of course, even if it was fake, Yoongi didn't want to risk it. Teachers found out and still think he's in some gang. Teachers decided to punish him, to make sure he wasn't in one and wouldn't have time for it, if there were plans after school. Shady, right?

Because of this, many students saw him as a bad person, or just someone that was best to steer clear of. So, everyone did. Of course, Namjoon still stuck by his side and knew his friend's real personality.

Yoongi was actually pretty goofy, adorable and sarcastic. He'd never actually hurt anyone. The only issue was that Yoongi was so quiet and stubborn he figured he wouldn't need anyone else but Namjoon anyways. He obviously did though and his friend even knew this. Namjoon tried convincing him to make more friend but the reply was always..

"Nobody else even likes me, they'll never stay talking to me. I'm better off with you."

The stubbornness.

Despite Yoongi's response, Namjoon was constantly bringing it up in random conversations, either at lunch, or at Yoongi's house, or just anywhere in general. He'd say things like;

"Wouldn't it be fun if there was someone else in our little friend group? Well, it's a duo.. but it could be a--"

"Namjoon, I don't want to make anymore friends."

Yes, Yoongi cuts Namjoon off every single time.

"Ohhh, it'd be so cool if we could play Mario Kart with someone el---"

"Namjoon. I don't want to make anymore friends, ok?"

"Right.."

And sometimes, Yoongi gets so pissed off..

"Hey Yoongi, wouldn't it be great if--"

"You shut up? Yeah, it would be great, wouldn't it?"

You get the idea. Namjoon is hella persistent, and won't stop, despite his friends reply every time.

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Lovely. A blaring alarm, screeching right into your ear at 6:00 AM in the morning. A great way to wake up, if you ask me. It beats being dragged out of bed by the ankles by your own mother, or having your little brother bouncing on top of you, yelling at you to wake up or else he'll eat your goldfish. Oh right, all of this was happening.

Jung Hoseok, who was going to start in a new school today, was being awoken by the human embodiment of Hell and also the sound of Hell. You can guess what the building of Hell is. School. Bet you didn't know that one.

He groaned and sat up, grabbing his little brother off the top of his sore legs, which probably will bruise real bad later on during the day, he wouldn't be surprised if his knees were permanently damaged too. I mean, the way his brother was bouncing on his legs could've seriously damaged them.

"You've made me angry, Hwan-ie.." Hoseok growled. Hwan, who was Hoseok's 4 year old little brother, looked up in fear and his older brother raised his arms. He wiggled his fingers and shot his hands down to the 4 year old's stomach, pressing the chubby area and tickled the younger harder as he laughed hysterically, gasping for air and saying 'Stop Hobi!!' between giggles.

Hoseok grinned and stopping tickling after a few minutes. He could see his mothers almost identical smile plastered on her face when the male looked at her.

"Come on, you've school today. A new one too." His mother stated, quite obviously.

Hoseok hummed. "I hope it's one I'm staying at until college as well."

You see, Hoseok and his mother, father, older sister and little brother ( and, woah, let's not forget their little dog) moved quite a lot. Hoseok's father, Jung Haneul, had been getting a few new jobs. They had to move a bit to find a job that really suited the family with income and distance.

"Don't worry, it is. Your father has more flexibility on time with this one, he told me. He loves it Hoseok-ah. Now get up, you'll be late!" She pushed her son out of the bed, causing a loud thud.

"Owch!" Hoseok rubbed his butt. "That hurt."

"Well it'd hurt getting detention on the first day, wouldn't it? Shoo!" Jung Hyeon, his mother, waved her arms. "Go on!"

Hoseok rolled his eyes, embracing his little brother and mother before he left to shower and come back to his room to get dressed.

He had no idea on what to wear, although he had enough clothes to fill a shop for a couple of months. Thing is, it was always sweats and a hoodie. Another thing is, he had to wash all his sweats. Hoseok rummaged through his closet, fishing out a oversized, pastel-pinkish hoodie and black jeans.

"Black jeans and hoodie it is." He shrugged. He went to get his other clothing essentials, showered and went downstairs.