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I sat down in the seat I was assigned yesterday and immediately felt a pair of eyes glaring into my soul.

"Can I help you?" I asked, my eyes staying focused on the journal I was drawing in.

"Jesus you're so sarcastic." He countered.

"I would be less sarcastic if you weren't known for being the biggest man whore jerkwad in school. I would be less sarcastic if I actually cared about talking to you."

"Do you really want to test me, Min?"

"What're you gonna do? Beat me up? Not like I don't get enough of that shit already."

He grabbed the collar of my shirt, "I would be more careful with your fucking words."

I kinda zoned out looking at his face for a hot second.

NO. BARF. HE'S GROSS, DON'T DO THIS TO YOURSELF, STUPID.

"Welcome back to bio!" He took his hands off of me as soon as Mr. Lee began talking.

"Today we will be starting on your projects. They should take approximately three weeks and I expect you'll have to meet outside of school to finish." Mr. Lee explained the guidelines for the project and what to expect. Hoseok's gaze never left my face, making me a little bit more than intimated, if you know what I mean. "Now, please start planning your projects and when you'll meet."

"So, I want to graduate, I'm not sure about you, but we need to pass. I don't care if our stereotypes clash, we need to figure it out and get this shit done." I stated.

"That's cute, you think I'm gonna do work?"

"Uh, yeah, and I'm also making you meet me at Ray's every Saturday, even if I have to drag you there."

"Wouldn't you just rather do it all so we pass?"

"Look, I failed this class freshman year because I don't get science, so do you really think we're going to get a passing grade if I do everything?"

"Well, you're smarter than I am, so if you can't do this how do you expect me to?"

"I don't expect you to, that's why we're in partners, we'll do it together. I really don't want to be here anymore than you."

"God, you better stop being such a bitch or I'm gonna lose my fucking temper."

"Good, do it, I bet you won't even get one good hit on me, I'm better at putting up a fight than I look."

Class ended and students started rushing out of the room, I went to go with them, but was stopped when Hoseok grabbed my wrist.

"Yoongi, you'd better watch yourself."

Hot.

NO, MIN YOONGI YOU STUPID BITCH, THAT WAS NOT HOT.

My mind began contradicting itself.

I just shook his hand off and walked over to Jin, Namjoon, and my lunch spot, but then I realized they got to leave campus for lunch, so I ended up sitting by myself on the ground. I put my earbuds in, closed my eyes and leaned my head against the wall.

I decided to look through my notifications. I saw that I had a snap from a random person under the name "Hobi".

Hobi: Hi! I saw the video of you playing piano on your story and I just wanted to say, it was really amazing.

Y: Who is this?

Hobi: I would prefer to keep that a secret for now.

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