Burn The Soul

Chapter 2

After the boys had helped us finish sorting the papers we parted ways, bringing me now to Art class. It's really boring in here, but I at least act interested, I'm only here because I couldn't find another class to fill the empty space. I suppose I could have chosen a free period but I'd just be even more bored since my friends don't.

As the teacher was going on about how we should continue to make the year great and that we should treat each other well, there was a quiet rhythm of knocking. She stopped and opened the door revealing the new boy; I forgot to take a look at his profile. Everyone was talking with their friends not paying attention; of course I sat alone. They're scared of me for some reason, like if they get close I'll report them for invading my space and I'd win the case.

The teacher brought him in front of everyone and cleared her throat; everyone still ignored her annoying me a bit. She tried speaking again, but they just talked over her; I feel bad, since this is her first year and she's really not as prissy and stuck up as the other teachers. Most of the kids here are first and second years; idiots.

I heaved a sigh and slammed my fist on my table making it go silent, "The teacher is speaking; I suggest you silence yourselves and respect her." I said sternly. Almost all of them gulped and looked to the front; I hate to have to act like this, like someone who thinks they're better than everyone else, but it's really the only way for them to listen.

"A-ah, thank you Aishi-san. Everyone this is Min Yoongi, he's transferring here from Daegu; please respect and treat him well." she said to everyone, then she turned to him, "You may choose where you'd like to sit." she said with a smile. He gave her a nod as she started passing out forms. As he gazed around I could hear most of the girls whispering to each other, hoping to get lucky.

Honestly, I could care less. As the sheet was placed in front of me I heard the chair next to me slide out as someone sat down. I took a glance at the boy seeing he was just as disinterested and bored as I was. He let out a sigh seeing that the teacher had given us a blank piece of paper.

"Alright everyone, your assignment is to draw your seating partner." she said happily clapping her hands together. It wasn't long until the chatter came back and they were all having fun drawing their friends. I stared at the paper in front of me; doing my best to hide my face. I was suddenly hit with heartburn and I know my face shows it when I do.

I could see through the little gaps in my hair to see him fiddling with his pencil awkwardly. I took in a breath as the pain began to lessen and turned to him; mustering the best smile I could, "Ah welcome Min Yoongi-ah, if you didn't know I'm Aishi Sadako." I said.

He glanced at me and his nerves seemed to seep away, "Ah thank you. So let's get started?" he asked. I gave him a few nods as I turned to fully face him; him doing the same. I was going to let him go first since I could just do it next time. He looked at me before his face grew serious and began to focus on what he was doing.

After a few minutes he said he was done, shocking me.

"Wai?" I asked. He turned it over showing me his picture with a gummy smile. It was literally a stick figure with the uniform and my hair. I wanted to laugh so badly, but that may come off rude, plus I might hurt myself.

"It looks lovely." I said with a soft smile. He then grinned and turned it back so he could see it; signing it in the corner he placed it back on his desk. We had a small conversation, "Uh, Aishi-san would you be willing to be my friend?" he asked before the bell signaled class was over. I gave him a nod with a smile as I stood slowly and gathered my things, I carefully side-stepped and pushed my chair in. I had this tingly feeling down my spine; it felt like someone was plotting on me.