Ch.1
No one likes to switch schools. Especially when you had just started high school where your parents had lived. The thing was, you wanted to grow independent from them. They allowed you to live in a small apartment with your older sibling, but you had to continue school. The place they lived at wasn't necessarily the safest part of town. It almost made you rethink your decision, especially since the high school didn't have the highest graduation rate. As long as you attended enough school days, you could pass. You're a 1st year entering SuChin high school a few months in. Your sibling had promised to take well care of you, but they were rarely ever at the apartment. They were constantly working and studying at their university's library.
Though most people don't like to switch schools, you were kind of excited. Not for the chance of meeting scary students, but just being a new setting. Your parents weren't sure at first to let you go off so soon. Eventually, they thought it would be better for you to grow as a person. That's where you are now. Sliding your foot into your outdoor shoes, you tapped them lightly on the ground to make them more comfortable. Today was the day. First day at SuChin! Opening the front door took a bit of force. It could sometimes get stuck, but that's okay. You made sure to lock the door behind you before rushing down the narrow stairs of the apartment.
The street to your high school was a low grade down. Just walking past the tightly packed cars was a bit worrying. It felt like they'd all start rolling forward at any second. Gripping the straps of your backpack, you continued on your way. The buildings had cracks on them, the streets were small, and you couldn't help but glance over your shoulder a few times. It seems like something you'll have to grow accustom to. School wasn't that far away so that was good. It made you feel a little better about having to walk to school every day.
When you arrived at the school, you pulled out the schedule they had sent you previously. It was all the classes you would be taking here. Your classroom was D-1 and the first subject was mathematics. How fun. Folding up the paper, you made your way to the classroom after asking a few people for directions. Some were already staring as you looked around. The 'new girl' smell must be strong on you. It took you a while to find your homeroom, but you were here now! You were about to step in until a voice behind you caught your attention.
"Kwon (F/n)?" A male voice asked. Turning around to face them, they were a lot older than you were expecting. You figured that they would be your teacher after putting two and two together.
"Hello. Yes, that's me." You bowed your head.
"Great. You'll be taking the seat behind that gentleman over there in the last row. Second seat from the left," He said with a small smile. "I'm Mr. Pyo."
"Thank you, Mr. Pyo-nim." You nodded and walked over to where he had directed you. Once you stepped into the classroom, you took everything in quickly. Students had there things everywhere and didn't keep their workspace tidy. Desks were huddled and moved from their original spaces. It almost felt unbelievable.
Setting your backpack on the hook of your desk, you sat down slowly. The classroom looked like a mess. You continued to eye the place with a raised brow of disbelief. It was puzzling how authority here wasn't that strong. The two boys in front of you were talking loudly, specifically one that had his hair dyed silver. Wasn't that against the dress code? It felt like you were the only one wearing your uniform correctly. Your hair was tied back into a ponytail and you wore absolutely no makeup like your last school had made you do it. No one in here cared. It was strange.
"Oh, are you new?" The male was facing you now. He was grinning at you while his friend remained quiet. His brunette friend was quite attractive that you were almost at a loss for words. "I'm Kim Taehyung."
"Kwon (F/n)." You gave him a weak smile, looking away from his friend who sat diagonal of you. They were both attractive. It almost made you feel embarrassed to be bare skinned like this. Maybe you'll wear makeup tomorrow. This school doesn't seem to mind. "It's nice to meet you."
"Are you from here?" He immediately asked, curiously staring at you. His friend just doodled on his own notebook, ignoring the conversation.
"No. I used to live like forty minutes away from this place but moved here." You shrugged.
"Ah, that's cool." Taehyung gave you a square like smile and it was pretty infectious. "This is my friend, Jungkook! Introduce yourself."
"...I'm Jeon Jungkook. Nice to meet you." Jungkook gave his friend a look before turning his direction to you. He didn't seem to be interested in having a conversation with you. That was understandable. Just having Taehyung talk to you was a surprise. You've never met anyone so outgoing. It was incredibly refreshing from everyone else you've ever met.
Jungkook turned away, returning to his notebook that had plenty of unfinished drawings. They were really good, and you wanted to comment on that, but Taehyung spoke before you had the chance.
"This school is boring unless you met the fun peopleâ" Taehyung rested his chin on the back of his chair.
"Class is starting. Return your desks back to normal. Kim Taehyung, turn around." Mr. Pyo-nim demanded as he pushed up his glasses. His tone was a lot different from when he first talked to you. Everyone in class was slowly putting themselves together. They were either groaning now that class was starting or loudly chatting to the people around them.
"I think this city is fun. Especially at night," Taehyung said, the last part leaving you with a bit of mystery. Was it even safe to wander around at night?
"Kim Taehyung." The teacher repeated with a sterner voice.
"Yes, Mr. Pyo." Taehyung begrudgingly turned around in his seat. He even addressed his teacher without proper respect. Mr. Pyo-nim didn't flinch or react. This school continued to surprise you with how it let itself run.
No students laughed and ignored the presence of the two in the back. Why? Taehyung had the charisma to charm even a rock. No girls were even swooning over the two. At least not publicly. Well, it doesn't matter. Class was starting, and you were already pulling out your new notebook. It already had mathematics labeled on it. Plus, a cute little hamster sticker on it. As you dug your hand in your bag to find a pencil, not a single one popped up. No matter how far you reached in your bag or how worriedly you searched. The first day and you don't even have a pencil? Biting your lip, you automatically felt the day go bad. And you were so excited for today too.
"Here." Jungkook leaned out of his seat to hand you a black mechanical pencil. He set it down gently on your desk and you didn't know how to respond. Did he see your distress? "Give it to me when you're done."
"Thank you..." You nodded. Gosh, you were grateful. You also couldn't believe that you almost let having no pencils ruin your day. That's just dramatic.
Taehyung had noticed Jungkook's kind gesture and gave him a thumbs up. It appeared like Taehyung was just having fun with life. He only needed his friend around him and he'd be set. Hopefully you could become friends with him. You'd imagine that he'd be a friend you'd never forget. Class went on and you got used to the way things were. Everything was a lot more relaxed than you were used to, but you could follow along.
As the day went on, you switched classes. The second class of the day was physical education which you weren't too crazy about. It's not like you were ever athletic. All they ever did was make you run laps and that's it. The uniform for physical education was nothing more than a grey t-shirt and navy-blue shorts. Everyone gathered in their uniforms, lining up in front of their teachers. You stood alone in the crooked line. People already had their friends and you were kind of intimidated by a lot of them.
Staring at everyone outside on the grass, a certain boy caught your attention. His hair was dyed too. Bright orange which made him stand out in the field. No one else was around him as he sat on the ground, pulling grass out from the ground. You couldn't quite get a good look at him, but you found it interesting to see the dress code be completely disregarded. Suddenly, the boy lifted his head and made direct eye contact with you. Gosh, you were staring again! You snapped your head in a different direction, trying your best to ignore your warm cheeks from embarrassment.
Is this school year going to be full of awkward memories involving boys? That'd be way too weird. Just from that quick look, you instantly noticed his handsome features. It's like this school purposely brought them all here to be tortuous. To be honest, you've never even had a male friend so just thinking about anything more was too much for you. Now that you were in a new school, you wanted to make new friends. Whether they were a girl or not, someone to just goof around with. Keeping to yourself gets boring after some time.
"Kwon (F/n)?" The teacher called out loudly, holding their clipboard tightly.
"Present!" You broke out of your thoughts. Attendance was being taken so you made sure to get in the 'line' the students were making. That's when you took notice of the orange haired male tossing the ripped roots aside to stand up. He made his way to the same line you were in. Was he in your class? More names were getting called and students responded in seconds. It sounded like a steady heartbeat. Name? Here. Name? Here. Name? Here.
"Park Jimin?" Teacher sighed, and the rhythm disappeared. As if the heart skipped a beat until he responded with a light, "Here." He looked tough yet gentle. Again, you caught yourself staring. He looked at you with an addled expression.
"Okay, pick a partner for stretches." Ms. Lee-nim lowered her clipboard. She kept a bored gaze as she watched everyone partner up. You looked around for anyone left, but you might be too late. Everyone with a partner was already sitting on the ground with them. "Kwon (F/n), partner with Park Jimin." She let out an annoyed grunt. Widening your eyes, you turned back to face Jimin who was standing alone. He was staring at the ground until he gave you a quick glance.
"Yes..." You inched closer to the male and sat down with him. Despite him looking like he had a small frame, he did have an athletic build.
Ms. Lee-nim told everyone the basic warm up stretches for today's class. Everyone would be running laps today. Lovely. Facing back to your partner, Jimin was already starting without you. He had his right leg out and was leaning over, making contact between his chest and knee.
"You're really flexible," You stated in awe. He turned to give you a modest smile. Instantly, you followed his actions. With your right leg out, you leaned forward but could only get so far. While he was completely flat, you were hovering a few inches away. "Aw man, this as far as I can go."
"That's really good," Jimin spoke with his soothing voice. You don't know why he came off so threatening at first. He was so sweet. "As long as you continue stretching, you'll get more flexible."
"Noted." You switched over to your left as he did. The both of you stayed that way until it was time for the actual partner stretch. You had to spread your legs as much as you and he had to do the same against yours. Jimin grabbed your wrists, slowly pulling your forward. It forced you to stretch your hamstrings. "Oh, I hate this."
"Just breathe. Is this as far as you can go?" He asked.
"Yes!" You frowned to have him release you. Letting out a giant sigh of relief, it came to his turn. You did what he had done, grabbing his wrists and leaning back to pull him forward. As you continued leaning back, you were worried about hurting him. He never once told you to stop. Next thing you know, you were laying flat on your back with Jimin actually touching the ground. "Are you comfortable?"
"Yeah," He said like it was no problem. How was he this flexible!?
Once the stretches were over, it was time to run on the track. He was a lot faster than you were, so it was hard to catch up. You wanted to talk to him some more though it didn't look like you would be able to do that anytime soon. It left you a little sad that your stretches were your only interactions with each other. Everyone you've met so far were interesting, but you haven't talked to them enough to sit with them a lunch. Class ended quicker than you thought it would. You dressed out, ate lunch by yourself, and went off to your next class. They weren't quite as eventful as your first few.
When the final bell rang, and the school day finished, you knew everyone wasn't hurrying off to a cram school. There probably wasn't even one anywhere here. Tossing your strap over your shoulder, you walked on home by yourself. Not even the crowd of loud students lived in your direction. It was a lonely walk up the small hill you lived on, not that you noticed. Surprisingly, your mind has been on your mathematics class and physical education class. The boys you've met today have left quite the impression on you. Arriving home, you took off your shoes and put on your slippers to walk into your bedroom. You completed all the homework you were given today, ate dinner by yourself, and called it a night.
Laying in your bed, you stared up at the ceiling with those boys still in your head. Why were they on your mind so much? It wasn't even a crush or anything like that. Something in you told you it was something more. What does that even mean though? Do they know each other? Closing your eyes tightly, you just wanted to sleep already. Hearing the front door slam, you opened them again to see the light underneath your door come crawling in. So your sister is home. That means it must be late.
"Agh, just fall asleep, (F/n)." You shoved your face into your pillow.