I Hate You ∆yoonmin∆

Chapter 일

Jimin's POV

I hate Min Yoongi. There's not even a reason behind it. He hates me too. We just hate each other. Neither of us even know why. We have the same friends and all that but we just hate each other.

So I'm here...in school...ew. We have a friend group. All seven of us are in a group. Namjoon, Jin, Yoongi ew, Hobi, Me, Tae, Kook. We sit together at lunch, go out together, have sleepovers, play games. We are pretty popular in school. People know everything about me and Yoongi's hatred towards each other.

"Fuck off Jimin!" I knew the voice coming from behind me.

"Fuck you too bitch!"

"Bitch wanna fight?"

"Yeah fite me bro!"

We went running at each other, but Jungkook jumped in front of me and held me back. He's very muscular compared to me.

"You better move fetus face!" I yelled at him.

"No. Stop. You need to stop doing this," he refused.

"But what if he's going to come after me and attack me while you're holding me back?"

"Tae has him. It's fine."

Taehyung was way more muscular than Yoongi. His muscles are invisible though.

"Why you holding me back bro?"

"Because I don't want the teachers hating you even more."

"What you mean bro? They looooooove me."

"Yeah. Name one teacher that doesn't glare at you every two seconds."

"Mr. Chang, Miss uhmmmmm the one with the...yeah no. Why do all teachers hate me?" I thought for a second.

"Well. You break the dress code every week, you dye your hair every color and that's basically dress code, you make sassy comments at the teacher, you curse at everyone and everything, you-"

"Yeah yeah. We get it. Anyways...I'm off to class. I don't need your opinion," I tried running away, but Jungkook grabbed me by the arm and pulled me back.

"Oh no you don't. I'm gonna walk you to class to make sure no funny business is going on."

I scoffed and walked to class with Jungkook escorting me.

"Okay bye this is Mr. Chang's class and he likes me more than the other teachers," I said once I arrived at the classroom.

"Alright. Don't cause any trouble and be good."

"Okay mom."

Jungkook finally walked away and I went into the classroom.

"Hey bitchessss. It's mee I'm back!" I walked in the classroom and everyone laughed. I was the class gay clown of course.

"Okay that's enough Mr. Park. Sit down please," Mr. Chang rolled his eyes at me. He teaches science. I'm passing his class because he likes me. This is a teacher that appreciates my sarcasm and jokes. I mean I do write cheesy letters to kiss-up on him.

"Good morning Mr. Chang! How was your morning?" The whole class laughed at me.

"Good Mr. Park. How are you?" he sighed and asked me. He's most likely tired of my shit. But he doesn't write me up because he knows detention won't help my behavior improve.

"I'm fabulous as always," I sat down next to Jennie who was my homegirl.

"Oh my god. You need to stop being so cocky when you talk to teachers," she scolded me and smacked my shoulder with her notebook.

"Psht. As if. Mr. Chang knows if he writes me up, then the year will be worse for him. So he decides to appreciate my humor to survive," I laid my head down on the desk and closed my eyes to sleep.

20 Minutes Later…

"Jimin oppa! Wake up!" Jennie stabbed me with a ruler.

"No. Too early," I mumbled.

Smack. She smacked me on the head with a dictionary.

"Ow! That hurt!" I whined as I shot up.

"Okay good. We are supposed to be doing something."

"What? Do we have a lab today. Ughhhhh right when I wear my Chanel clothes and perfume," I fell back into the back of the chair I was in and grunted.

"Stop your complaining oppa. It isn't that bad of a lab. You just have to make energy or whatever using random crap that I can't pronounce."

"Fine. I'll do it. This sucks."

I stood up to get whatever chemical crap we needed.

"Okay students. I am now passing out instructions on how to do this. If anyone has questions then fuck off. You have the internet for a reason," Mr. Chang passed out the papers and went to sleep in his chair.

"Uh okay it says to add this one into here and use a match to heat it up. Well this isn't dangerous at all. High School students and matches mix well," Jennie commented as she did what needed to be done.

"Now Jimin oppa can you hold this- Wake up dumbass!" She slapped my shoulder with her hand.

"No. Leave me alone. I need sleep."

"Did you get sleep last night?"

"Yeah sure I guess. I don't remember."

"Well can you hold the match please while I open the other thing?" Jennie asked me.

"Yeah yeah whatever," I held the lit match in my hand.

"Okay give me it now."

I handed the flaming the thing to her and she did whatever needed to do. Mr. Chang told us at the beginning of the year when we did labs we just had to write what happened and what it looked like. Jennie added more random chemicals and then we were done.

"Alright. Let's try to make it work. Remove the lid of the glass thing please," I did as I was told and the chemicals did their thing. Smoke emitted from the tube and sparks were released. Everyone looked towards our table in awe.

"Haha you suck," Jennie said to them.

"I didn't know we were supposed to actually use the matches!" Jongin or Kai exclaimed. There were multiple students who agreed as well.

"Well you guys are dumb. Just write what you saw from ours," Jennie scoffed. The class cheered. After more minutes the bell finally dismissed us.

"Okay bye. See you guys tomorrow sadly," Mr. Chang dismissed us.

"Yah! Jimin-ah!"

I heard the voice that belonged to Kai yell behind me.

"Yes?"

"U-um do you y'know…" he staggered.

"Do I…" I tried to get him to continue.

"Do you like Jennie?" he said very fast. I burst into laughter.

"What?! Yah! Stop laughing! Respect your hyung!" his face was red.

"I'm gay so I guess I don't," I laughed.

"But no hyung you can have her," I pat him on the back and walked away.

"Jungkook! Kookie! Wait up!" I spotted him. I ran after him then smack. I ran right into someone.

"Bitch watch where you're going!" it was Yoongi. Of course. My day was going great. But then this dude exists.

"No. You watch where you're going asshole!"

"Just say sorry you brat!"

"No! I'm not the brat right now! You are!"

"Fuck off!"

"You fuck off!"

"You double fuck off!"

"You triple fuck off!"

"You quadruple fuck off!"

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