Don't Play With My Heart

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"taehyung! C'mon we're gonna be late!" i heard jimin yell from outside my window. i groaned and checked the time: 7:56. Crap. i scrambled out of my bed and grabbed jimin's hoodie that he left over here a couple of days ago, and slipped into a pair of jeans. i ran downstairs and grabbed my bag that i left beside the door, and ran out to meet jimin who was standing outside my door with his arms crossed. We started to run to school, and saw a couple of people look at us strangely as we ran past them. We made our way up the stairs to the building, and as soon as we stepped into the building, the bell rang.

"How much time until the second bell rings?" i asked as jimin grabbed his English book from his locker.

"Five minutes." jimin said, waiting for me as i grabbed my book from my locker. i grabbed my book and we ran to the classroom, where ms. yoo was taking role call.

"kim taehyung?" ms. yoo asked, and i raised my hand as i sat down in my seat.

"here."

"kim woojin?" ms. yoo asked, and the boy behind me shyly raised his hand.

"here." the boy said quietly, and ms. yoo sighed. She finished role call, and went to her desk.

"Today, we will be presenting our projects. First up, we have lee felix and hirai momo." ms. yoo said, and i started panicking. i gently tapped jimin's shoulder, and he turned around to look at me.

"What?"

"Do you have the project?" i whispered, and he got a scared look on his face.

"i thought you had it." jimin whispered and my heart stopped. ms. yoo was very stern and wouldn't let us go look in our lockers, meaning we would fail. Suddenly jimin started silently laughing, and i looked at him as if he were a maniac.

"What are you laughing about?! We're going to fail!" i whispered louder than i meant to. i looked up at ms. yoo to make sure she hadn't heard, and thankfully she hadn't.

"Did you really think i'd forget the project that is worth half our grade?" jimin whispered, pulling out the folder that held our project. we had to write about a disorder or disease, and we chose anxiety and depression. Ironically, jimin had anxiety and had had depression about a year ago, so he knew more than i did. Suddenly, everyone started clapping as momo and felix went back to their desks, and i knew we'd be up soon.

"jung wooseok and kang seulgi."

i looked down to see jimin's foot tapping rapidly, and i put my hand on his shoulder as a way to comfort him. i saw his foot slow down, and i sighed. After a few more presentations, i started getting bored and started playing with my pencil.

"park jimin and kim taehyung."

i got up, and jimin also did, but i noticed he was pale. very pale. i looked at him, and saw he was staring straight ahead. we got up in front of the classroom, and i took in a deep breath. i looked at jimin who was staring straight at the ground, and i grabbed his hand. he handed me the cards i was supposed to read off of, and started talking.

"And yeah, that's anxiety and depression." i finished off, and the class started clapping. we walked back to our desks, and i noticed jimin had his hands were pressed to his forehead and his elbows were resting against the desk.

"you good?" i asked, and jimin shook his head. i put my hand on his shoulder again. we made our way through the rest of the presentations, and as soon as the last two people were finished the bell rang, and jimin and i quickly made our way to the bathroom. The bell for second period rang, but we stayed in the bathroom. we were sitting in one of the stalls when a group of very familiar voices walked in.