"Hey! (Y/N)! Wait!!"

I turned around to see Jungkook running down the hallway.

Jungkook, often known as Kookie around school, is younger than you. He's very sweet but shy when it comes to talking to girls. He wants to make a good impression becaus he has so much talent but tends to back down due to shyness. He may break out of this shyness someday. Today is just not the day.

"What do you want, pipsqueak?"

"I.... uh.... I just...." he stuttered

"Come on! Spit it out! I don't have all day..."

"I wanted to give you this..." he held out his hands.

There was an object in his hand. I couldn't exactly tell what it was.

"That's a very nice...... stone...?"

"It's .... It's a rose..." he squeaked. "I made it for you in art class..."

"Well... you need to work on your skills a bit," I snapped.

His shoulders sank, instantly making me feel a little bad for what I said.

"Don't worry! I'll put it in my locker.... For decoration!" I suggested.

He perked up at the sound of that. I took the flower and tucked it into my purse. As soon as I had secured that item, the bell rang.

"Look what you did! Now I'll be later to class!!" you growled.

"I am sooooo sorry, noona!"

I turned around and sprinted to class. As I ran, my phone dinged.

Meet me under the cherry blossom tree in the courtyard at lunchtime

Oh good... Ms. Kim wasn't there yet. I ran to my seat and sat down.

"Late again?" someone snickered.

I spun around and glared at Taehyung.

Taehyung, known as V around school, is a troublemaker. He's the one that creates problems just for the fun of it. He means well, it just shows through his mischievousness. He'll do anything to make someone laugh.

"Hey... Don't look at me like that...." he scoffed. "I'm the one who told the Ms. Kim that there was a fight in the lunchroom so she wouldn't notice you sneaking in."

My gaze soften a bit. Wait....

"Thanks but no thanks," I spat. "But thank you..... my parents said that if I was late again my-"

"Okay.... whoever told me there was a brawl in the cafeteria is going to get a week's worth of detention!" Ms. Kim roared back into the room.

I glanced back at TaeTae. He couldn't help but giggle.

"Don't worry.. I yelled it out from the hallway...." he grinned.

The class period rolled by very slowly. Like, torturously slow. I was so happy when the bell rang, I sprinted out of the classroom.

"OOUUFF!!" someone exclaimed.

I toppled backwards. Ow! My head!

"You should be more careful..." the person said softly.

A hand was held out and I looked up. Rap Monster was bent over, holding his hand out to help me up. I glared at the gesture.

Namjoon, often called Rap Monster, is a leader is type of person. He got his nickname from entering the school talent show and rapping hardcore. He fairly tall. He may seem intimidating but he's very kind and caring.

"I can get up myself. And it's not my fault you take up the whole doorway..." I snorted.

I scrambled to get up and blushed at Namjoon's kindness.

"Are you sure you're okay?" he swayed with me to try and catch me.

"I'm fine!"

"Oh, okay," he slumped back into relaxation. "Uhm.... Wanna ha-.... Would you- ...... Do you wanna hang out?"

"No," I snapped, "I'm hanging out with a friend of mine."

"Oh..." he groaned in dismay. "Well..... have fun with that.."

He turned and started to walk away. He waved and kept walking.

"Let me know if you change your mind," he called.

I turned and started to walk when I felt a tug on my arm. I whipped around, ready to slap whoever would assault me like that.

"Woah! Woah! (Y/N)! It's me!!"

I focused my vision on the face in front of me.

"Jin!" I screamed.

Seokjin, often called Jin, is a couple years older than you. He's more of the mature type. He's a excellent cook. His talents were revealed during the school talent show as well.

My hand was still prepared to slap him if he wasn't going to let go.

"What are you doing?! Don't grab my arm like that!! Let's go!" I shrieked.

"OH!!! I am SO sorry, (Y/N)-ah!!!!! I didn't mean to scare you!!" he whisper-screamed.

"Wae! Why are you grabbing me?!"

"I-.... Uh.. I—"

"Spit it out! I'm done with people stuttering so much!!"

"I brought you lunch!" he practically yelled.

He bowed while forcing his arms straight out. He was holding a lunch box in his hands. He is voiced trailed off.

".......again..... it's a new combo"

"Oh...." I breathed. "Um... thank you..."

I took the box carefully and peeked inside. The aroma hit me like a tons bricks. The smell of fish, chicken, rice, sweet buns and chocolate fudge squares filled the hallway. I couldn't help but take a deep whiff of the pleasant scent.

"Ummm..... thanks..... New recipe? Is it good?"

He just stared at me, words not coming to his head, I guess. I shrugged.

"I guess I'll find out when I eat this," I smiled.

I teetered that box from hand to hand. It didn't weigh much, but the content was too loose for me to stuff into my backpack. As I walked away, I heard him call.

"I hope you enjoy it!"

I rolled my eyes. Jin was such a sweetheart. He always brings me lunch. He said because he knows that I hate school lunches. I headed to the cafeteria, taking a seat in the corner. I began eating the delicious food when....

"Hey!! (Y/N)!!" someone cheered.

I swung around to be greeted by Hobi.

Hoseok, known as J-Hope around school, is a very energetic person. You often call him Hobi. You've known him since you were kids. His special weapon is aegyo and dancing. His talents were also exposed by the talent show. He may be very open but he has his moments.

"I've been looking for you all morning!!" he squealed.

"Why?"

"I wanted to show you a dance video I found...." he hesitated. "I thought you might like it....."

"Why don't you just text me the link?"

"Because I wanted to see you reaction......"

I couldn't help but laugh.

"Hoseok, you're so cute when you nervous!! Why are you so flustered? We've known each other for, like....... EVER!!!"

"Well..... I wanted to ask yo-"

I glanced at my phone clock.

"OMG!! I'm sorry Hobi, but I gotta fly!"

I packed up the lunch and ran to the courtyard. I ran to tree that I recognized and stood waiting when...............my phone buzzed.

Sorry... I can't make it..... Meet me in the far art room during your free period....

I let out a breath, leaning against the tree. I ran over here for nothing?!?!

"Hey."

I looked up from my phone to see a familiar face.

"Hey Suga."

Yoongi, known as Suga for his white skin, is the gangster of the school. He's pretty hardcore into music production and music in general. He's known around school for being the most likely to make it big in the music industry.

"I told you, you can call me Yoongi..."

His voiced tailed off into a barely heard whisper.

"Or oppa...."

"What was that?" I asked, slightly occupied by replying to the text.

"Oh.. nothing...."

"Okay then. So what are you up to?"

"I just self-released my first album.." he smiled.

I always love Suga's smile. It was so......gummy and cute.

"I burned you a disk," he breathed. "So you don't have to buy one."

He held out a silver disk. It's shined in the midday sun.

"Thanks Su- I mean, Yoongi!!" I squealed. "You didn't have to do that for me."

"But I wanted to...." he mumbled.

"What?"

"Nothing."

At that moment, the bell rang. Suga turned and started strolling back into the school. He's gonna be late at that pace. This was my free period, so I didn't need to hurry to any particular class. But I did have somewhere to be. I ran inside, heading for the art room on the far side of the school. As I opened the door, it creaked painfully loud. I stepped in to see a back turned towards me.

Known for his skills in dancing. He's got the cuteness of a baby, but as cute as a lizard when he tries to be cute. He's often the kind of guy in the school who attracts a lot of girls but has his heart set on a single girl.

"Sorry I couldn't make it..." he inquired.

"It's okay..." I chuckled

"I wanted to ask you something..."

"What?"

He turned around, revealing a soft face and a bouquet of beautiful roses.

"(Y/N)...."

"Yes, Jimin?"

"Will you be my girlfriend?"