"As it is the end of lesson, you unfortunately have no time to speak to your partners about the project."

Yoongi casually snuck a glance at Hana, who's head was lowered, looking under the desk, her hands occupied by her phone, presumably.

"Class dismissed."

All the students rushed out, running to escape the hellhole of a school.

"Guys," Namjoon started, "we have another one today."

"Ugh, me and them two wanted to go home and play a game." Jimin pointed at Taehyung and Jungkook, who were also whining.

"Hey, if we get there, Jin hyung will treat us to pizza." Namjoon smirked as they rethought their decisions, faces suddenly becoming determined. "Yeah, I think we should go, guys."

"And who said I promised that?" Seokjin raised an eyebrow.

Namjoon flashed an annoying smile. "Me."

"You guys, I wanna sleep. So if we're going, can we make it quick?" Yoongi asked sternly.

The boys' faces had a scary smirk on. "Of course."

"Hana! Can you please wait back?" The teacher quickly asked when Hana was just out of the door.

She groaned silently, before turning around. "Yeah?"

The teacher had a smile in her face, as she gently pulled Hana in. "The inspectors believe your work is amazing, Hana. They would like to talk to you about it."

Hana walked to the desk where the inspectors were sitting.

"So, dear, your work is really, really good!"

Hana tried to smile, dreading every second of this stupid meeting. She was rude, but she did know when to be respectful.

"Now, we would just like to give you a few pointers, and if you could just tell us about your work, and-"

The inspectors immediately launched into a huge speech about how beautiful each piece was, as well as a few places to improve, and how inspiring it was for budding artists. There was more, but Hana wasn't really listening anyway.

She nodded a few times, about to fall asleep, while the inspectors droned on and on, individually. There were four inspectors, and each spent their precious time explaining everything.

"Ah, student! So, how did you get the inspiration for this piece?"

Hana opened one eye reluctantly, as the inspector pointed to a piece she did last year.

She groaned silently, cursing Yoongi for sending her to this dumb class. my life.

7 boys walked down the alley, wiping the blood dripping from their lips. No one ever walked there, so it was safer for the guys to go down.

"Nah, they were easy." Jimin laughed, stretching his neck.

"One scratched me." Jungkook frowned, making the others laugh.

"You are the maknae."

"What difference does that make?" He was quick to defend himself. "I'm more manlier than Jimin hyung, and he knows that. All of us know that."

"Yah! I'm your hyung! You have to respect me, you little brat!"

Jungkook shrugged. "Truth hurts, hyung, it really does."

"Hyuuunnnggg," T