The Letter

The Talk

I sighed as I made my way to the waiting room of the main office. This was surreal. I still couldn't believe that he, they, were actually here. It was a dream come true. Even if for a day, I need to make them feel as amazing as they make us feel. I knew that, with my students, it would happen.

Finally gathering the courage to speak to him, I made my way to where Namjoon was seated. The secretary had kept him company and I was thankful for that. He took notice of me and smiled. This small gesture made me almost forget to breathe but I manged to return the smile. I noticed amusement in his eyes as I reached his side.

"Sorry about earlier," I said, extending my hand for him to shake. "My name is Mia Rivera and I'm the fourth grade's homeroom teacher."

He winked as he shook my slightly trembling hand and stood up once again. "My name is Kim Namjoon and I'm the leader of BTS," he answered, winking at me. He had definitely set out to kill me. "We are here because we received a letter about a year ago written by you and signed by about 15 students, eager to meet us as we are eager to meet them." My heart melted on the spot.

His hand still hadn't left mine and I felt a current of electricity flowing through both of them. I looked at him, again too stunned to say a thing until he noticed and gently let go of it.

"Um, yeah well, uh, we are very excited and amazed that you are here and would actually like to talk to you a bit before meeting my students." My neck and cheeks felt really warm. "Do you think you and the rest of the guys could come to my classroom? I have another free period before we can meet them."

"Ah, of course. Let me get them," he replied as he headed towards the door.

I accompanied him and waited outside until they were all by his side. I was happy that no one had decided to step out of their classrooms and spoil the surprise. It was breathtaking to see them all, looking to relaxed and comfortable, no makeup or any masks on. I felt happy that they could be like this with me, no cameras, no reporters, no stress. I hope that what I was going to ask them wouldnt ruin this moment.

"H-hey guys! It's a pleasure to meet you all but before formal introductions, I-I would like to head to the classroom before any student comes our w-way," I explained as I tried not to faint in their presence.

"Lead on, teacher," I heard Taehyung's unmistakable voice say. I looked at him and instantly felt my cheeks go a deep red as I simply nodded and turned around to lead the way.

We passed quietly through the hallway and I felt them whispering excitedly amongst each other. I had a really good feeling about this and hoped it would come true.

I opened the door to the classroom and allowed them in. It was in the corner of the building which meant that three of the four walls were fitted with windows that let the sun shine in. That was my favorite thing about it. The students' work, which varied from special projects to drawings and even poems, decorated the spaces not occupied by them. I had a special reading corner with beanbags, plushies, and two small, full bookshelves. My desk occupied a corner of the room and two bulletin boards hung on each side of the whiteboard. These also had work by the students, but one of them consisted of their family trees and the other of random drawings they gave me during the year.

All throughout the classroom I had special quotes on brightly colored paper, which were pretty much for every occasion they could be going through. These were different things the members of the group had said in speeches, interviews, shows, and songs. The students would place purple hearts underneath the one they felt like they needed to read during the day. All of them had at least twenty hearts and some even more.

"This is amazing!" Jungkook gasped as he took everything in. He suddenly looked at Taehyung and Jimin and went running to the beanbags, followed by them closely.

"You guys! You need to behave!" Jin exclaimed as he headed over to them.

I was laughing. "I-It's OK! That's pretty much what the students do when they see that corner. It's their most favorite place here." Jin sighed but I could tell he was still astonished by his dongsaeng's reactions.

They were now looking at the books. Yoongi had found his way to a small keyboard I had in the musical corner of the room. There was a radio, shakers and recorders as well as some sheet music. "You really have an amazing area for the students," he complimented as he stroked the keys softly. He was touching my cheap keyboard and I was proud at myself for actually behaving and not fangirling.

"Thank you. I try to use different teaching strategies because they all don't learn in the same way. Their different intelligences makes them a diverse bunch," I reply proudly. I couldn't believe I was receiving compliments from them and felt like I was going to melt on the spot.

I was met by Namjoon’s eyes, staring at me rather inquisitivly. I felt a strange shiver go up my spine and decided to ignore it. I decided to explain what Dr James had told me. They all nodded, understanding the situation.

"We are in holiday honestly. If the photos can be posted in about a week, we have no problem with pictures. We are leaving next Thursday and honestly, no offense, don't want to attract too much attention," Namjoon said.

I quickly nodded. "It totally makes sense. Don't worry about it. We don't want to ruin your stay here, specially when you are doing us a favor by coming here."

"In all honesty, you're the one that is doing us a favor," Hoseok replied. I looked at him inquisitively. "We needed to breathe for a while, travel before the comeback. You have given us an excellent place to do it while going through an incredible experience," he explained. That was a lot to take in.

"You gave us purpose," Jungkook added, gathering close to us.

I felt my eyes starting to water at their words and a silly pout forming on my lips. "You have no idea what you all have done for me, even for the children and they're pretty much just staring to live. Your words have healed me so many times and I have made it my mission to use them to heal my students. It sounds cliché, corny, silly, but it's true. We all love and admire you, not only for your physical appearance and voices, but also for the messages you transmit through the songs, speeches, tweets, videos, and your actions. And here I am rambling while you guys are probably thinking 'yeah, yeah, we've heard this before, next!', but I will never deny the truth, anddd I will stop before I continue to embarrass myself even more," I quietly finish, wiping the traitorous tears that escaped my eyes.

"Awww!!!" I heard Hoseok yell and suddenly felt several pair of arms engulfing me in a hug.

I was going to die if a heart attack. My heart's too weak for this!

After I was released from the hug, I had been embraced by the seven of them, I heard sniffing and look around to find Jimin clearing his eyes as well.

"It does not sound silly or cliché or whatever. We may have heard similar things during the span of our career but hearing it is what gives us purpose, as Kook-ah said," Jimin explained.

Taehyung threw his arm over Jimin's shoulder, winked at me and added, "We all know exactly what you mean because we have tried to be there for each other when we need to the most. Our words help us stand where we are and listening to how they help others will never get old."

I smiled at them, feeling so amazing and so part of them even after talking to them for barely an hour. Each one was smiling genuinely, a smile that could light up a heart no matter how dark it might be.... I thought I was going to faint with so much beauty around me. They were looking at me so intensely that I suddenly felt self conscious again.

"Ahem, uh, well" I began to say, nervously gazing at my fingers, "I thought it would be hard to talk to you all because of who you are but, you make me feel so comfortable. Thanks for everything really. Specially for not running away from my blabbering." They all laughed softly.

"Even if we wanted to it'd be kinda hard to run away considering we are in your school so, where could we hide?" Jin asked, brightening the mood and causing the members to laugh while receiving several smacks in his arms.

"You have no mercy for people, hyung," Yoongi replied, patting his back and leading him to the walls to read the quotes. Jin laughed after whisper shouting that he was joking. I felt right at home with these guys.

"I'd never even think about running away from you," a deep voice whispered near my ear.