Learning To Fly

ch1

Jimin pov

I woke up in my room, I was on the bottom bunk as always. It was a nice day, I got up and put on a T-shirt, skinny jeans and I tied a hoodie around my waist.

Everyone was still asleep because I had to get up early as I had to climb down the long ladder instead of gliding down like the others, I walked down the stairs for breakfast and greeted mrs Choi, who was busy toasting bread and setting out plates.

"Morning mrs Choi." She looked up from setting cutlery and smiled,

"Morning Jimin, you leaving early again?" I nodded and
walked over to my cubby, it was the second row, my name on a tag that held my jacket.

"Yeah, you know how long it takes to climb down..." I said miserably, she walked over and patted my shoulder.

"I know Jiminie, take some breakfast OK?" I smiled as she pushed a home cooked bento into my hands.

"Thanks mrs Choi." I said while walking out onto the balcony and climbing onto the ladder, I sighed and started getting into a pattern.
"Left, right, left, right..."

I finally got to the ground and started down the pavement. I was just minding my own business when all of a sudden someone ran into my back, I was launched forward but stopped myself from falling.

"Argh! Hyung, get off me!" I looked round and saw the the track n field team, BTS.

"Oh, sorry mate."

A tall boy with red and white wings was standing up from a trash can, brushing off chip packets and a banana peel from his clothes, the trash didn't do much to mask his strong strawberry and cream scent, he was holding his hand out to shake mine.

"It's fine." I said, hesitantly shaking Jungkook's hand.

"You should come audition for the track n field team, we are winners! Especially in glide races."
(Glide races are when you take a short run up and glide as far as you can)

"Uh, I don't think so, I have no coordination haha"

"I'm sure you'd be great with practice!"

"... I'll think about it."
I said in an attempt to shake off Hoseok, who seemed very enthusiastic about his sport.

"OK!"

After Hoseok and the rest of the group jogged off, one of the guys stayed back and walked at the same speed as me, which confused me.

"Sorry about him, he's desperately trying to get anyone to join, we're short on members you see"

His voice was deep and husky and as I looked up at his face, I was silently taken aback by his striking features and long legs that glided down the pavement.

"Ah, I understand"

"I'm Taehyung by the way"

Yeah I know, the whole school knows you. A pretty name for a pretty boy, I thought.

"I'm Jimin"

"Well nice meeting you Jimin, I'm gonna catch up with them now"

And with that, they began to jog again, I noticed they were all wearing matching tracksuits with the school crest on the back. Probably getting in some early morning practice before school. I noticed the size difference in our wings was huge, they must be alphas.

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*AT SCHOOL*

I walked into the classroom and sat in my normal seat at the back. The reason I always sat at the back is because I am insecure when people sit behind me, they get a clear view of the way my wings slump lifelessly onto the floor.

I plan on keeping on keeping my secret to myself for as long as possible, not even the gym teacher knows.

Mrs Choi writes a letter at the start of every year asking me to be excused from participating in anything that involves the wings, saying I have some weird skin condition that makes my skin crack with to much motion.

They believed it and everytime a class mate asked I just said " I have a skin condition, if I move to much my skin flakes off, its quite painful.",they would nod and walk off, saying something like "ah, OK ".