Was it so hard to do anything right? It seemed that as of recently I was just ruining everything and every relationship. My teachers were not happy with me. My parents and I were not the best either. My girlfriend just dumped me. Just great and now I was alone. I felt so lonely and wanted to just hide and cry in a corner. I wish someone could hug me. Instead, I wore a mask and acted okay and went along acting cold towards people so I did not get any more hurt.
I headed back to the back of the class after that terrible study hall which kept replaying in mind. It took away my sleepiness and completely distracted me.
Our teacher announced a new transfer student, Y/n, would be joining our class. The class was interested but I did not care. A few minutes ago she entered. She had rosy cheeks and beautiful brunette hair. She was just radiating and smiling it was almost as if she was sent from heaven- wait what? I stopped my thoughts. Seriously, the last thing I needed was girls. A girl had just added more sadness to my life. Fuck girls.
Y/n was stunning though, even if I did not want to admit. She walked and took a seat behind me as it was empty. Many heads turned and people chattered and tried to befriend her. Some people fought their friends over who should help her adjust and show her what we were learning.
I turned and she seemed to be bothered. She sounded uncomfortable by the attention and was pushing people away. Soon enough the bell rang.
In my next class, psychology, I saw her there too. This time, the open seat was next to me but now I was tired so I ended up dozing off. I woke up towards the end of the class and the teacher announced we had group projects coming up. I didn't really think much of those. I mean I tried to get work done during school but most slacked until the last day and I was not always free then to do it the night before so I was hoping I would have a better partner. The teacher told us to find partners.
I felt a tap. I turned. It was Y/n. "Hey, you are next to me so do you want to be partners...I am new". I looked at her and said "sure new girl". It came off slightly mean by the tone of my voice but I was just stressed about my future and taking it out a little. Also, I was trying to be cold and especially steer out of the way of more problems. The last thing I needed was more shit piling onto my life.
The teacher handed out papers with rubrics to assess our projects on mental health and Y/n wanted us to focus on mental conditions people suffer from. I just went with it. She had ideas and I never put too much thought into academics, so why not?
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Broken and (Un) loved
FanfictionMin yoongi is a lost college student who is barely keeping up with his life. But what happens when life throws him a series of events which completely change his life and potentially his mindset?
