Their First Days
Kwan Jiwon's POV
Oh gosh, I heard there are gonna be new boys in the school. I wonder which class they're gonna be in? I wonder where they live? I wonder if they're friendly? I wonder if I can ever get to talk to them? Though it's very unlikely. Heck, I can't even have a nice conversation with myself. All conversations or pep talks I've had went from "I love me" to "I wanna die." I sighed.
I looked at the mirror I was standing in front of and took a moment to look at myself. I wasn't the standard Korean you would meet. You wouldn't even think I am Korean from the start. I wasn't the satin-white skinned you would normally see in others. I wasn't thin. I was very thin. I was flat either. I had no curves and I became hated and laughed at because of that.
After all the criticisms I get and say about myself, it's already pretty obvious that I don't like who I am now. I guess after years of criticism, instead of crying about it, I accepted it and looked at it as how others did.
I just canceled out the thoughts before I get late to school again because of staring at the mirror too long. I grabbed my backpack from the couch and swung it over onto my back and upon reaching the front door, I crouched down to put on my sneakers.
When I got outside, I stopped as I watch the neighbors in front of my house one by one get out of their front door. I waited until when the last person would come out, but it came as a shock to me that there were seven boys, simultaneously coming out from that door. Each had their own looks, own appearances.
How did I not know I had these hot men in front of my home?
They were wearing casual clothes and had backpacks on so I was assuming that they're students as well. I mean, they looked young. As I stared at them with my mouth agape, one of the seven seemed to have noticed me.
He was the one that looked unenthusiastic out of all of them, and he looked very much still sleepy. It almost feels like he's telling me that he still wanna go to bed and sleep. But it seems like the others along him were excited.
Our eye contact seemed to have locked and we couldn't remove our gazes on each other's eyes and well, it was already getting awkward for me. When the shortest one of the seven saw him staring at something, the short one followed his gaze and met mine as well. He just waved and I felt embarrassed.
Have I really been staring at them for that long now?
I finally looked away and head on to the direction of the school when I felt the presence of someone else behind me, just following near my footsteps. I looked behind and it was those seven gods- uh, I mean boys and they were talking enthusiastically about something like their first day in school.
Wait, are they gonna be the new boys in our school?
I finally reached the school and I was right, the noisy seven gods behind me are busy bickering with each other and laughing about something. I just hope it's not about me.
When I got there, I immediately ran to the washroom to check my behind and luckily, there was nothing there. My peace of mind came, at least I wasn't the one they were laughing at.
The cubicle behind me opened and I looked at the mirror to see who it was, only to reveal Park Hyuna, my one and only friend in this school.
"Have you heard about the new boys in school?" She immediately screeched when she found out it was me.
I nodded nonchalantly. If I told her that they live in front of me, she'd freak out so I just muttered out a "yeah." She looked weirdly at me, an eyebrow raised, curious whether I was okay or not. I gave her another smile for reassurance.
A few minutes passed by and both Hyuna and I are now in the room, silently talking about the new boys.
"Hey, I think my stepbrother is a part of the new boys," Hyuna said, looking bored out of her skull. "My stepfather said that he isn't nice at all. I don't know."
"Well, I mean, you don't know him yet," I said, doodling something in my notebook.
It was those seven goddamn boys I'm doodling because for heaven's sake, they really are hot, and the fact that I didn't know they were living right in front of me, made me feel like I lived under a stone my whole life. I mean, are they really not K-Idols?
Just as I finished doodling, the door swung open and the teacher came dashing in, her bag swiftly landing on the teacher's table when she threw it. Everyone wowed but I was already used to this everyday thing. I mean, this is my mom.
"Everyone, rise." The class representative said and everyone, including I, stood up.
"Good morning, Ms. Kwan." Everyone said in unison.
"Good morning, everyone."
The rep spoke up again, "Everyone, sit."
As I was sitting down, I noticed the empty chairs next to my table. I counted each.
1.
2.
3.
4.
5.
6.
7.
WHAT?! I looked at my mom. She smirked and started speaking, "Okay everyone, starting today, you will have new classmates. Be nice to them, alright? Seven of you, please come in now."
Then the same number of species, the same faces of species I saw earlier in front of our house started piling in the front of our classroom. My eyes widened in shock, and so did the one with the sleepy eyes. And the short one.
"Hey! Don't you live in front of our house?" The short one immediately said while pointing at me. Everyone now looked at me with curiosity. "You were staring at us earlier!"
Everyone else in the room started snickering silently and I just hold off the glare I had in mind. I just put on the hood of my hoodie and sank into my seat, trying to stay away from more attention.
"Alright, enough chats, won't you introduce yourselves?" Ms. Kwan said politely, but enough superiority in her voice that made the rest of the class quiet down.
The one with dimple stained cheeks smiled and stepped forward to introduce first. "Kim Namjoon."
"Kim Seokjin." The one with broad shoulders said. I wonder how much muscles are in that thing.
"Jung Hoseok." His jaw though. And the eyebrows. And the eyes. And the lips. And everything else about him.
"Kim Taehyung." He also smiled and instead of seeing a normal smile, I saw a boxed shaped one. He's so adorable, how can someone be this adorable?!
"Jeon Jungkook." His biceps though. And his smile... OH MY GOSH, BUNNY TEETH.
"Park Jimin." The shortest one said. His eye closed when he smiled, and his eye corner crinkled along. And also, he resembles Hyuna... Same thick eyebrows, same shaped nose, same red and plump lips and the smile! It's the smile!
Why is it always the smile?
Now I just waited for the last one to introduce. It was the sleepy looking guy. He looks hot. In my opinion, he looks hotter than the others. What the?
3rd Person's POV
The only last one left to introduce was the sleepy looking guy, in accordance to what Jiwon calls him.
"Min Yoongi." He said out of boredom, looking at the door as if wanting to communicate with someone and say that he wants to leave. But upon entering this room, he knew he'd get stuck here for about 9-10 months now.
"Alright! You may choose your seats now! Right there, next to Ms. Kwan Jiwon." Ms. Kwan said, clapping her hands together.
Min Yoongi was the first one to approach the chairs and he chose the one next Jiwon since it was the easiest to access one from the front so that he can finally sit down and rest.
The others got seated down as well and started chatting with each other. Except for Yoongi. Both Jiwon and Yoongi felt awkward sitting with each other, and he immediately regretted choosing that seat. After all, it was her he made eye contact with earlier.
Jiwon decided to glance at Yoongi's way but when she did, he was already looking at her and their eyes locked for a second before they looked away. Jiwon felt her heart skip a beat and she felt conscious.
'Was I supposed to feel this way?' She thought.
Little did she know, Yoongi felt the same way and was now smiling subconsciously.
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Thanks for reading~! Also, if you liked the story, I'd appreciate if you heart. By the way, Jiwon and Yoongi finally met! What do you think will happen next? Next time again!
Oh gosh, I heard there are gonna be new boys in the school. I wonder which class they're gonna be in? I wonder where they live? I wonder if they're friendly? I wonder if I can ever get to talk to them? Though it's very unlikely. Heck, I can't even have a nice conversation with myself. All conversations or pep talks I've had went from "I love me" to "I wanna die." I sighed.
I looked at the mirror I was standing in front of and took a moment to look at myself. I wasn't the standard Korean you would meet. You wouldn't even think I am Korean from the start. I wasn't the satin-white skinned you would normally see in others. I wasn't thin. I was very thin. I was flat either. I had no curves and I became hated and laughed at because of that.
After all the criticisms I get and say about myself, it's already pretty obvious that I don't like who I am now. I guess after years of criticism, instead of crying about it, I accepted it and looked at it as how others did.
I just canceled out the thoughts before I get late to school again because of staring at the mirror too long. I grabbed my backpack from the couch and swung it over onto my back and upon reaching the front door, I crouched down to put on my sneakers.
When I got outside, I stopped as I watch the neighbors in front of my house one by one get out of their front door. I waited until when the last person would come out, but it came as a shock to me that there were seven boys, simultaneously coming out from that door. Each had their own looks, own appearances.
How did I not know I had these hot men in front of my home?
They were wearing casual clothes and had backpacks on so I was assuming that they're students as well. I mean, they looked young. As I stared at them with my mouth agape, one of the seven seemed to have noticed me.
He was the one that looked unenthusiastic out of all of them, and he looked very much still sleepy. It almost feels like he's telling me that he still wanna go to bed and sleep. But it seems like the others along him were excited.
Our eye contact seemed to have locked and we couldn't remove our gazes on each other's eyes and well, it was already getting awkward for me. When the shortest one of the seven saw him staring at something, the short one followed his gaze and met mine as well. He just waved and I felt embarrassed.
Have I really been staring at them for that long now?
I finally looked away and head on to the direction of the school when I felt the presence of someone else behind me, just following near my footsteps. I looked behind and it was those seven gods- uh, I mean boys and they were talking enthusiastically about something like their first day in school.
Wait, are they gonna be the new boys in our school?
I finally reached the school and I was right, the noisy seven gods behind me are busy bickering with each other and laughing about something. I just hope it's not about me.
When I got there, I immediately ran to the washroom to check my behind and luckily, there was nothing there. My peace of mind came, at least I wasn't the one they were laughing at.
The cubicle behind me opened and I looked at the mirror to see who it was, only to reveal Park Hyuna, my one and only friend in this school.
"Have you heard about the new boys in school?" She immediately screeched when she found out it was me.
I nodded nonchalantly. If I told her that they live in front of me, she'd freak out so I just muttered out a "yeah." She looked weirdly at me, an eyebrow raised, curious whether I was okay or not. I gave her another smile for reassurance.
A few minutes passed by and both Hyuna and I are now in the room, silently talking about the new boys.
"Hey, I think my stepbrother is a part of the new boys," Hyuna said, looking bored out of her skull. "My stepfather said that he isn't nice at all. I don't know."
"Well, I mean, you don't know him yet," I said, doodling something in my notebook.
It was those seven goddamn boys I'm doodling because for heaven's sake, they really are hot, and the fact that I didn't know they were living right in front of me, made me feel like I lived under a stone my whole life. I mean, are they really not K-Idols?
Just as I finished doodling, the door swung open and the teacher came dashing in, her bag swiftly landing on the teacher's table when she threw it. Everyone wowed but I was already used to this everyday thing. I mean, this is my mom.
"Everyone, rise." The class representative said and everyone, including I, stood up.
"Good morning, Ms. Kwan." Everyone said in unison.
"Good morning, everyone."
The rep spoke up again, "Everyone, sit."
As I was sitting down, I noticed the empty chairs next to my table. I counted each.
1.
2.
3.
4.
5.
6.
7.
WHAT?! I looked at my mom. She smirked and started speaking, "Okay everyone, starting today, you will have new classmates. Be nice to them, alright? Seven of you, please come in now."
Then the same number of species, the same faces of species I saw earlier in front of our house started piling in the front of our classroom. My eyes widened in shock, and so did the one with the sleepy eyes. And the short one.
"Hey! Don't you live in front of our house?" The short one immediately said while pointing at me. Everyone now looked at me with curiosity. "You were staring at us earlier!"
Everyone else in the room started snickering silently and I just hold off the glare I had in mind. I just put on the hood of my hoodie and sank into my seat, trying to stay away from more attention.
"Alright, enough chats, won't you introduce yourselves?" Ms. Kwan said politely, but enough superiority in her voice that made the rest of the class quiet down.
The one with dimple stained cheeks smiled and stepped forward to introduce first. "Kim Namjoon."
"Kim Seokjin." The one with broad shoulders said. I wonder how much muscles are in that thing.
"Jung Hoseok." His jaw though. And the eyebrows. And the eyes. And the lips. And everything else about him.
"Kim Taehyung." He also smiled and instead of seeing a normal smile, I saw a boxed shaped one. He's so adorable, how can someone be this adorable?!
"Jeon Jungkook." His biceps though. And his smile... OH MY GOSH, BUNNY TEETH.
"Park Jimin." The shortest one said. His eye closed when he smiled, and his eye corner crinkled along. And also, he resembles Hyuna... Same thick eyebrows, same shaped nose, same red and plump lips and the smile! It's the smile!
Why is it always the smile?
Now I just waited for the last one to introduce. It was the sleepy looking guy. He looks hot. In my opinion, he looks hotter than the others. What the?
3rd Person's POV
The only last one left to introduce was the sleepy looking guy, in accordance to what Jiwon calls him.
"Min Yoongi." He said out of boredom, looking at the door as if wanting to communicate with someone and say that he wants to leave. But upon entering this room, he knew he'd get stuck here for about 9-10 months now.
"Alright! You may choose your seats now! Right there, next to Ms. Kwan Jiwon." Ms. Kwan said, clapping her hands together.
Min Yoongi was the first one to approach the chairs and he chose the one next Jiwon since it was the easiest to access one from the front so that he can finally sit down and rest.
The others got seated down as well and started chatting with each other. Except for Yoongi. Both Jiwon and Yoongi felt awkward sitting with each other, and he immediately regretted choosing that seat. After all, it was her he made eye contact with earlier.
Jiwon decided to glance at Yoongi's way but when she did, he was already looking at her and their eyes locked for a second before they looked away. Jiwon felt her heart skip a beat and she felt conscious.
'Was I supposed to feel this way?' She thought.
Little did she know, Yoongi felt the same way and was now smiling subconsciously.
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Thanks for reading~! Also, if you liked the story, I'd appreciate if you heart. By the way, Jiwon and Yoongi finally met! What do you think will happen next? Next time again!
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