Enter, You

When did you fall from heaven?

Seokjin's watch seemed to march faster as the dazzling substitute moved the lesson along at a brilliant pace. Hoseok wiped away the whiteboard and turned to his audience.

"And that's all for today if I'm not mistaken! Stay inside until the bell rings again."

The classroom goes back into casual chatter as he lowers his guard. Taehyung nudged Seokjin.

"He totally hit on you!"

Seokjin scoffed.

"I'm sure he treats everyone like that. It was only convenient for him since I sit close to the front."

Namjoon readjusts his chair towards them again.

"I know you're not wearing your glasses, but you can't be that blind."

Jin buried his head into his textbook, dismissing the two's attempts to tease him more. Namjoon pushed down his textbook and even with Jin's weak attempts to hold it up, Namjoon quickly overpowered him and smiled, which showed his dimples.

"Something about you always seems to capture strangers' hearts."

Jin put away his textbook into his backpack and laughed.

"Don't be so dramatic."

In the meanwhile, Taehyung merely observed Hoseok's actions, attempting to figure out if he really was going after Jin or not. Going up to Hoseok, Taehyung slipped a note reading "See me after school." The bell went off, cueing Seokjin and Namjoon head to their next class together.

Heading into the locker rooms, Seokjin dived under towering males in order to reach his locker. While unlocking his door, he failed to notice the male that was directly behind him, who was waiting for him to move. Seokjin popped open his locker and accidentally hit the stranger directly in the head.

"God, fuck-"

Seokjin span around and looked at the now-injured student.

"Sorry, Sorry!"

He gazed at the stranger's face, his perfectly chubby face with his sharp jawline reminding him of soft mochi. Despite the bruise on his forehead, his flawless skin made it disappear. He couldn't even take his eyes off his plump lips, similar to his own when he spoke.

"Ack... No need to apologize."

His laugh was similar to an angel's, coming from a face like that. Flustered from his angelic features, Seokjin only managed to tell him a terrible pun.

"Well, Halo there."

Instead of giving Seokjin the awkward silence he usually receives, the apparent angel laughed again.

"That's as flattering as it was corny. Do you mind if I get the locker under you?"

Seokjin nodded and moved out of the way, careful that his own broad shoulders didn't brush past him. Before he completely moves out of the locker room and heads into the gym, he ducked his head back inside and called out to the human-like angel.

"Name's Kim Seokjin! Can I know yours?"

"Jimin. Park Jimin!"

Jin, now knowing of the angel's name finally heads outside and readies for the hell that's about to come before him.

Inside the gym, the male's side was stretching for today's grueling events. Namjoon punched Seokjin's shoulder and lectured him over his late appearance.

"Whatever took you so long isn't worth it for the punishment you're about to get! From the teacher and I both!"

Seokjin rubbed his hand against his neck and sighed.

"I ran into a new student! Sue me."

Namjoon taunted, "Good luck getting someone to defend you in court!"

Jimin eventually appeared as the school's P.E coach dragged him out of the locker room. The coach cleared his throat and barked out orders for everyone to listen to.

"Park Jimin here is clearly a new face! Treat him as you would your average classmates, minus the rough-housing."

Jimin shyly waved to the class with his surprisingly small hands. Ushering out of the front, he goes in line next to Seokjin.

"Do you mind if I stay behind you for now? I promise I won't bother you afterward."

Seokjin smiled, with his friendliness even reaching his eyes.

"I can show you to your next class too if you want. I've been at this high school for a while."

Namjoon butted in and looked over at Jimin.

"If it coincides with your schedule, I could go with you instead."

Jimin smiled politely and backed away from the two of them.

"I'm having Home E.C after this."

Jin put his arm over Jimin smoothly. "I'll be taking over then!"

Namjoon looked over to see the coach approach.

"Okay okay, stop subtly flirting so we can start the actual class."

Jimin attempted to casually cover his creeping shyness with his arm as he looked away from Seokjin. The coach started to finally do his job and began barking orders for the training regiment to begin.

When the bell finally signals the end of the debilitating work-out, Seokjin headed straight into the locker room. Taking off his clothes and rushing into one of the few unoccupied showers, he took a sigh of sweet relief. Staring down at his own stomach, he felt almost thankful for how hard P.E has been. His work's been clearly paying off as his stomach's been getting much firmer and even forming abs. Lathering his hands with shampoo, he rubs them into his scalp and closes his eyes to avoid having soap in his eyelids. Mid-way, a knock on the shower door disturbed his calm shower.

"There's no more showers open! Have mercy!"

Seokjin braved himself before opening the shower door to let Jimin inside. Jin's eyes dart to the shower corner as he begins to usher out. Jimin grabbed his wrist and looked straight at him.

"You don't need to leave so quickly. You're clearly not done yet."

He leaned forward to blow the bubbles of Seokjin's hair. Jin cleared his throat and closed the shower door again.

"Then I'll have to finish."