Kpop Imagines [Temporary Closed]

12 Taehyung (BTS)

(Still love you) 

"Good afternoon, students. It is that time you've all been waiting for! The annual talent festival will begin after the final rehearsals. All contestants please proceed to the stadium. Another announcement will be made to call down the students!" An enthusiastic voice spoke through the announcer. 

I watched as a group of my classmates rushed through the door, excitement plastered on their faces. 

"Oppa, are you part of the festival too?" A girly voice chimed from across the room.

"Mm, of course." His attention was on me, his eyes never left mine. 

"Good luck, oppa~!" Yea, he'll need it. So he doesn't face plant into the ground later.

He purposely walked around the desks, so he'll have to circle mine before heading out the door. We locked gazes once more, before he turned his head away. If only glares can be heard as words, cause it would of probably screamed out some pretty harsh curses. I guess we've become immune to communicate like that.

That's Kim Taehyung, alright. Snobby, obnoxious, conceited, jerkfacehyung.

How did we become like this. Oh, of course. Cause I became unconscious of my own vain and he became blinded by the attention.

I watched, eyes wide with admiration. His body moved perfectly in sync with the others, flowing with the upbeat music that roared through the speakers. His expressions were flirtatious, capturing the hearts of the female students, one being myself. When he sang it was full of lust.

That was the first time I saw him, Kim Taehyung. Hot, sexy, irresistible, Kim Taehyung.

We got close, we hanged out, shared a kiss. But it lowered his status. 

I was talent-less, unpopular, not suitable with him.

He cut off any sort of relationship with me. We became less than strangers. I was brought to depression, hated myself and felt worthless. 

So I changed, and so did he.

I learned how to dance, to mimic my voice like other stars, to apply makeup, got fit, updated to all the new trends. I became noticed by everyone, but not him. 

Pathetic.

He was just caught up in performing in front of the student body, to be the center of attention.

So I tried to take it away from him.

I was stupid, only looking for revenge. To let him feel what I felt. How it was to be thrown away.

I got up from my chair and left. The classroom was becoming suffocating. There was no class anyways, so it didn't matter if I left. I walked into the hallways. There were a few students fooling around and other practicing for the festival.

"________!" I turned to see a couple of girls running towards me in panic.

"Oh, what's up?" They seemed to be flustered about something. "Aren't you supposed to be rehearsing?" I asked.

They were one of the few from the other class that was performing.

"Min Hye couldn't make it. She just called in, she said she's in the hospital." Dasom explained. "Can you fill her in please?" She plead and the others followed.

They were one of the only people that became close to me. The only ones that understand me, help me, and stayed by my side.

"Sure." I assured them with a smile.