For those of you who haven't noticed it yet, I am currently in the process of creating multiple fanfic stories based on the BTS members.
But each story progression are all very dependant on my mood or when I'm struck with motivation or inspiration. Anyway!! I kept you waiting so why don't we head straight towards the story~
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It’s been years since we last saw each other in person, I thought to myself as I stood in front of the school’s restroom mirrors. I looked at myself in the mirror, fixing up my hair and straightened up my uniform.
After my last year of primary school, my father was offered a position with great benefits. But the only downfall was that he had to move to the states for the promotion, bringing me and my mother with him. Completely devastated about the news, I refused to move and leave my best friend behind. But we promised each other to always be friends and to keep in touch until we can meet again. I kept it a secret from him that I officially moved back, just so that I could see that surprised look on his face.
After hearing the school bell ring, I gathered all my things and gave myself a last encouraging gesture before leaving the restroom. But as soon as I left, I bumped into someone which caused my hair to fall in front of my face.
“I- I’m sorry,” I said as I quickly took a stepped to the side. He didn’t say a word to me as he kept walking down the corridor.
“Well, excuse you Mr. I-have-no-manners,” I scoffed at him under my breath. I was unable to see his face, but I can see he was decently tall with slightly curly hair.
I am not gonna allow you to ruin a possibly great day, I thought to myself. I moved my hair away from my face and begun heading towards my new classroom.
As soon as I sat down at my assigned seat, I realized something. I absolutely don’t know anyone else other than my friend and I don’t know what class he’s in. It’s already the second year of high school and everyone had already developed some sort of relationship with their classmates during their first year.
Oh, boy, I thought to myself. I should have tried to find him before class started instead of giving myself pep talk in the restroom. I’ll just try checking each classroom between each lesson.
Ten minutes passed since the first lesson started when someone suddenly walked in from the back entrance. Not wanting to indulge in this person’s attempt in gaining everyone’s attention, I kept my focus on the front of the classroom.
“Well,” my teacher began.
“It’s nice of you to finally join us Mr. Kim. If you must know, your assigned seat is right there,” she said as she pointed at a seat somewhere to the right side of the classroom, diagonally behind me. “Now, may I have Ms. Kyun Soa to read the next passage in the textbook.”
“Yes, ma’am,” I responded as I rose from my chair. But as soon as I stood up, it sounded like someone’s chair had toppled over.
“Mr. Kim! I would like it very much if you could not be disruptive while in my class,” the teacher scolded him.
Curiosity got the best of me and I turned my head slightly to look at whomever made the noise. But all I saw was the person’s back as he bent down to pick up this chair. Immediately losing interest, I placed my focus back to the front of the classroom.
” Ms. Kyun, you may continue,” my teacher instructed.
As soon as the lunch bell rang, I quickly put away my supplies into my desk and stood up.
I will finally use this time to try and find him, I told myself with determination.
Between each lesson, the school has a ten-minute break for the students to relax a bit and prep for the next class. But each time our break starts, someone always had a question or wanted to tell me something.
Soa, if you don’t mind, can you explain this part to me?
Kyun? That’s a very uncommon family name. But it’s cute and it matches you…
Soa, may I copy your notes? I accidentally fell asleep during class!
Soa, can I…
I sighed to myself as I made my way towards one of the classroom’s exit until someone called out to me.
“Hey, Soa!” She shouted out at me.
My mood immediately became sour and I’m sure it showed on my face. I took a deep breath and slowly released it before turning around to look who sought me out.
“Yes?” I said cautiously.
I think her name is Mina. She’s one of the few people that spoke to me during break, I thought to myself as I looked at her. The girl had long, wavy hair that reached up to the mid-section of her back, who looked about 157 centimeters tall. And wore light, natural makeup to enhance her features.
“Do you want to eat lunch with us?” Mina exclaimed as she motioned to herself and another classmate. “There will be more joining us once we arrive at the cafeteria.”
“I’m sorry but there is something I really wanted to do,” I told her.
“Aw, really?” She said dejectedly. Her shoulders slumped a little as she held a disappointed expression on her face as she looked at me.
“… Un… fortunately,” I hesitantly replied to her.
I find it uncomfortable when someone tries to guilt me like that. Feeling a bit unsure if I should use this chance to walk away, I began to rub my left forearm.
“Uh… If you don’t mind,” the other girl spoke up. “If you tell us what it is, there is a possibility that we could help you?”
Mina scrunched up her face, disapprovingly when she heard the other girl’s suggestion.
“Why don’t you two have fun and I’ll just be the first to leave,” Mina said abruptly with a slight smile on her face. “I’ll see you later in the cafeteria.” Although she walked out in a clam manner, her dissatisfaction was still evident.
“Uh,” the girl spoke up. “Do you mind telling me what you wanted to do? I’ll help you the best I can.”
I was a bit surprised to hear that she still wanted to help me, but it placed a smile on my face knowing that this search might become a bit easier to handle. I walked back to my desk and pulled out my wallet from my bag. I smiled to myself when I opened my wallet to look at the photograph. It wasn’t a recent, but it was a picture of him trying to look cool when he first entered high school.
“I’m actually looking for someone,” I told her as I showed her the photo. “His name is Kim Taehyung and he should be the same grade as us.”
Until next chapter...
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