Ch.2
It's been two weeks since your first day at school. Ever since that day, you've made attempts to become friends with some people. The ones you thought were kind enough at least. The last thing you wanted was to befriend someone dangerous because you were desperate. So far, the girls were kind of rude or had no intention in befriending you. Talking to guys was harder. Taehyung was really nice, but that's probably as far as you'll get. He's just friendly. The last option that you were looking for was Park Jimin. You always tried your best to talk to him during class. People have started to stare at you now and scoff all the time. The same wasn't for Jimin. People stared at him until he looked up then they quickly looked down. It was similar to how people behaved around Jungkook and Taehyung. It was kind of weird.
Either way, you kept pursuing Jimin with questions or just chatting to be with him whenever possible. It came to the point that whenever Ms. Lee-nim tells everyone to find partners, he looks at you right away. That means a lot of progress had been made! You're his go-to partner now which is really cool. He's super nice and fun to be silly around. You haven't completely gotten out of your shell with him, so you knew he was about the same. The two of you could joke around, but not like close friends would. That was going to be changing today! It's been two weeks and you want a friend already. Park Jimin, get ready!
"Walking around the track is kind of pointless," Jimin mumbled. Ms. Lee-nim ordered everyone to walk two laps around the track before it was possible to dress out. Everyone was walking with their friends and you managed to get Jimin to talk to you once again.
"Definitely." You agreed, taking a large step forward to get in front of him. Jimin glanced at you with a playful stare and took an even larger step. Is this how it's going to be? With a large grin on your face, you lowered yourself into a squat and took two large steps. It would have been the weirdest thing for people to witness you walking like that, but Jimin laughed.
"What was that?" He questioned with a big smile, combing his hair with his fingers.
"That's how I always walk." You suppress a giggle.
"Sure." Jimin shook his head. Most classes felt boring, but there was something exciting about physical education. You had a possible friend in this class. That was thrilling to think about.
Pulling out your phone, you checked what the time was. Teacher's didn't care about phones here. They were out no matter how much they took them away. You never made such a large distraction to the point a teacher got upset with you, but you certainly enjoyed how relaxed things were here. Most students would play music on their phones while they walked and that's what you were going to do. Jimin and you were almost done with your second lap and class was almost over. Ms. Lee-nim wasn't paying attention to her students, so you quickly played the first song on your playlist without headphones on. As soon as the song started to play, Jimin turned to look at what was causing the song to be heard.
"No headphones? Don't let Ms. Lee hear," Jimin warned.
"It's fine. She doesn't care about us anyway." You skipped in front of him as the song got to the chorus. It was an idol song that you had learned the dance to. This was your step forward in your friendship with him! Casually embarrassing yourself in front of them was such a friend thing to do. It was the song 'No No No' by Apink. "I learned this dance!" You giggled as you did a few of the moves.
By this time, everyone was getting off the track to go change. You did your best to do the moves in front of him. It's not like you were great at dancing. Your whole body was stiff, you were holding back, and you were occasionally off beat. Jimin laughed at your random show but became quiet as he watched you try. It got too embarrassing, so you stopped, but the music kept playing on your phone. You gave him a small smile, hoping that he didn't notice how pink your face must have been.
"You know the dance?" You asked, not expecting him to just pull out the moves. Instead Jimin just shrugged now that the attention was on him. He looked down at his feet silently, think about something. By the time the second chorus came around, Jimin looked up and repeated the same moves you had done. Just a whole lot better!
Jimin stepped to the left with his right foot, constantly swaying side to side as he kept pointing right. He had good control over his body, knowing what was just right to not make the dance feel robotic or overdone. He repeated the move on the right before turning back to face you again, shimming forward to each 'la la' in the song. You continued watching in awe as he pushed his right hand upward and then clapped his hands together. For a second, you thought Jimin was going to perform the rest of the song, but he immediately stopped. He became shy within a second.
"That was bad." He tried to hide his face as he got off the track.
"What? Not from what I saw!" You caught up with him. "Park Jimin, that was amazing! It was a heck of a lot better than whatever I could do."
"You're too kind." Jimin's face heated up from your compliments. What was he so nervous about? He's so talented!
"It's the truth," You kept saying. Jimin thanked you and you were going to continue talking to him about what just happened until Ms. Lee-nim shouted at you.
"Kwon (F/n)! Don't follow your male classmate into the boys' changing room." She gave you a judgmental glare.
"Oh! Sorry!!" Your face turned bright red as you ran away from that area. That was not your intention at all. You didn't even notice you were following him in there. At least no one saw. Just Ms. Lee-nim, but she probably has her ideas about you now. Great.
Today you followed your schedule one last time. Eating lunch alone and just doing your work in the rest of the classes you had left. Tomorrow, Jimin and you will be talking during breaks and everything! You didn't have that great of friends from where you used to live. Their parents purposely bought them clothes worth more than they could actually afford to seem well off. They were always busy with school from morning to night. Everything here felt more relaxed. No one was trying to be popular here which was nice. They were all real people. Who've probably been in a fist fight at least once in their lives.
As the school day finished, you rushed out to the front of the school gates. If you wanted to catch Jimin before he left, this was mandatory. It's not like he's expecting you to wait for him. It would be easy to spot him anyway since he has bright orange hair. Getting on your tip toes, you viewed over the heads of students walking out. None of them were the one you wanted to see. It wasn't until ten minutes of waiting that a boy with orange hair was walking out of the school building. Perfect! Running towards him, you pushed past the students to get to him. By the time you get Jimin to become your friend, everyone else in school will hate you for being annoying. Worth it.
"Jimin!" You waved at him. He looked around for the source of the voice before his eyes finally landed on you.
"(F/n)!" He said like it was a delightful surprise.
"Good! I wanted to talk to you before you left school." You got closer to him.
"Okay, it'll just have to be quick since I have to go somewhere after school," Jimin replied with a slightly nervous voice. It was like he was on edge now that school was out. He made a few glances over his shoulder, having trouble giving you his undivided attention.
"Got it. I just wanted to ask if you dance outside of school? Like do you take classes?" You tilted your head. At the mention of dance, he was fully in the conversation now. It must be something important to him. It has to be if he was so good at it.
"Oh, no. I don't have the money for the classes." Jimin sighed wistfully. "Besides, I just do it for fun."
"Really? Because you're really good at it! While you were dancing, it felt like you've never been more honest with me. It was the best thing I've ever seen," You assured him. "It's okay if it's just for fun, but if you wanted to take classes or pursue it professionally, you definitely should!"
"...(F/n)." Jimin stared at you with a gentle gaze. There was something in his eyes that proved to you how grateful he was. Dance has to be special to him. "Thank yâ"
"Jimin-a." A male came by. He was taller, paler, and had a look of distaste for you. You shut your mouth right away. The atmosphere changed drastically as he swung his arm of Jimin's shoulder. It didn't come off as a friendly way either. "You'll be late. Did you forget?"
"Ah, no I didn't! Don't worry, Yoongi hyung. I was just talking to a classmate really quick." Jimin avoided your gaze. Whoever this Yoongi was, he was frightening. He came off like a gang member.
"I'm Kwon (F/n), firâ" You began introducing yourself, but he cut you off.
"I don't care." His cold hard stare was enough to make you quit your attempts. He had mint green hair, dyed a bright color like Jimin's. Instead of wearing the school uniform's jacket, he wore his own greyish-green coat. "Jimin's busy."
"Sorry, (F/n). I have to go now." Jimin frowned as Yoongi pushed him forward.
It was disheartening to see your conversation go down like this. Plus, you were baffled by Yoongi's presence and why he was so hostile towards you. All you were doing was talking to Jimin about dance. Harmless! As you watched them get closer to the gate, you noticed two familiar males catching up with them. Narrowing your eyes on them, it was the two boys who sat in front of you in math class. Jungkook and Taehyung. They all seemed pretty well acquainted with each other. Did they always leave school together? With a heavy sigh, you looked around to see a few students watching them leave. Some even muttered Yoongi's name. Was he that infamous?
"He's so scary."
"He's the real threat in the gang."
"Does he think he's all that? He's not even the leader."
Furrowing your brows at the comments being said, you slowly walked out of school. Since the school was used to criminal activity, some students didn't give a crap about Yoongi. Others wouldn't push his buttons for their own safety. You also hear the word gang and leader. What does that imply about Jimin, Jungkook and Taehyung? Is that why some people try to hard to avoid those guys? That could be the reason. No wonder so many people judge you for talking to them. They're seeing you interact with delinquents. If that's the case, that is.
The thought of Jimin being in a gang was a shock and didn't sound plausible. There's no way someone as sweet and as gentle as him could participate in anything like that. Taehyung felt like an odd member too. Then Jungkook was talkative to his friend but kept to himself when Taehyung wasn't around. Yoongi was believable, but you had no idea the reasons on why the others would do that. As much as you wanted to find out everything, it wasn't exactly your place to do so. Tomorrow, you'll just talk to Jimin like normal. It'll be like nothing ever happened. Yoongi did put a dent in your plans of befriending Jimin though. Guess you'll have to extend it by one more day.
And so when that day came, you were ready for psychical education class. It was the day after the little incident. You came into Mr. Pyo-nim's classroom, impatient for the day to begin. Jimin and you will be friends for sure! Falling down into your seat was the first step of passing the time. A couple minutes more and then class will start. Just write down what Mr. Pyo-nim writes down on the board and class will be over. Next thing you know, you'll be talking to Jimin during stretches and boom! Friends! That's certainly how its going to work. Glancing at the clock, not even a minute went by. This is going to be painful.
"Oh (F/n)! We noticed that you pissed off Yoongi." Taehyung was facing you in his seat. "What'd you do?"
"Taehyung, stop." Jungkook stared at the both of you.
"It's fine." Taehyung lightly pushed Jungkook's shoulder. He came back to you with a curious smile. "We didn't know you had been hanging out with Jimin. He's our friend! Jungkook and I have English with him."
"Really?" You tilted your head. Some of your suspicions have been answered. "Yeah, Jimin and I have physical education together."
"So you're the girl he's been talking about! I knew it," Taehyung said. "He's been mentioning someone at lunch and then after schoolâ"
"Don't say too much." Jungkook kicked Taehyung's leg. The silver haired male didn't hesitate to harshly glare at the brunette.
"Aish! Don't be annoying. I'm not saying anything else." Taehyung smacked his friend's arm.
Class started when this conversation finished. You were expecting Taehyung to turn back to you, but he didn't. He made sure to face Mr. Pyo-nim so he wouldn't have to be scolded for the seventeenth time this week. Taehyung had trouble paying attention to the lessons being taught. Jungkook didn't care to pay attention while you tried your best to. This time though, it was hard to focus in class. What did Taehyung mean? So far you've made Yoongi upset, Jimin might have been talking about you, and they all go somewhere after school. All of it left you with more questions than answers. It was getting frustrating to deal with. What did you get yourself into?
Class came to an end and you were rubbing your temples because of it. Students were getting up from their seats to wander off. Feeling slower today, you sluggishly shoved your notebooks into your bag. Jungkook and Taehyung got up to leave as well. Putting the strap over your shoulder as you got up from your seat, you watched as Jungkook pushed Taehyung out the door. A small white piece of paper fell from Taehyung's pocket, landing lightly on the floor. The two boys had already left by the time you called out their names. A tiny strip of paper. Was it important? Bending down to pick it up, you read an address and a list of numbers. What did it all mean? Things only continued to get more baffling with them.