Hello Therman, it's your first day of school! Pt. II

   Jungkook laughed as he watched ByulHee telling an animated story complete with hand gestures. She had already knocked over her pencil pouch twice and tripped when she got up to sharpen her pencil. He couldn't help but watch her. She was his source of entertainment to get him through the boring monotomy in school. Being the only Bangtan member in year one, he didn't have anyone to talk to because he REFUSED to lower himself to the level of interacting with his fangirls, because god fobid they try to him or some stupid like that.

   His eyes followed the seemingly clumsy girl. She wasn't beautiful but she wasn't ugly either. He noticed that if he looked past her clumsiness that she actually wasn't half bad. Granted he'd yet to have a conversation with her, but she couldn't be that annoying like his fangirls, right? Shaking his head he turned to look at his notebook. He definitely wasn't taking an interest in this girl. She was only the source of his amusement because he was incredibly bored in school. Yes, surely that was it. 

  Satisfied with his reasoning, he turned his attention back to ByulHee who was asked by the teacher to pass out books to the classroom. As he watched her, he was impressed that she hadn't fallen over the desks yet or tripped and strewn the books everywhere. She had only one book left and it was his. He looked her right in the eyes as she walked down the isle, closer and closer to his desk. She was sweating bullets, praying to god she didn't fall. For once she just wanted to accomplish something without falling over.

  Taking a deep breath, she was almost there when she tripped over the leg of the desk right before Jungkook's, causing her to let out a eep of surprise as she felt her body propel forward. Jungkook, thanking the lord for his fast reflexes, quickly jumped up from his seat and caught ByulHee in his arms so that she was facing him, looking up into his eyes, almost like he was dipping her after dancing to some salsa music. ByulHee's eyes widdened as she was close enough to feel Jungkook's breath on her face. Blushing, she quickly jumped out of Jungkook's arms and bowed ninty degrees.

  "Sorry Oppa! I didn't mean to trip." Jungkook sighed and took the book that was still clutched in her arms. He tried to surpress his smirk as he gently tapped his book on top of ByulHee's head.

  "Stupid." ByulHee quickly ran back to her seat and kept her head down the rest of the period. She tried to ignore the jealous stares of his fangirls, but all she could think about was how to calm her raging heartbeat.

   ~Timeskip~

  Back with MiKyung, Rap Monster was still dabbing her head gently with the cold wash cloth, scanning her face for any signs of awakening. He still couldn't believe what the nurse had told him. Had his parents known one of the girls was sick? Did the others know? Or was this supposed to be something kept confidential? He honestly didn'/t know what to feel or how to react. What was he supposed to do? Treat her like normal when he knows she's dying?

   "I don't need your help. Thank you, but please leave. I'm fine, I just felt faint is all." Rap Monster knew she was lying through her teeth. He had brought her fever down so of course she wasn't just feeling faint.

   "And that's why you've stopped your treatments? You have Leukemia. Why did you stop when you could live just that much longer?" MiKyung's eyes widdened and she whipped her head towards Nam Joon so fast. She glared at him, hard.

   "You know nothing. You don't know me or my story and you definitely don't need to know why I don't want treatment's anymore. It's none of your damn business. And don't you dare say a word. I am not sick. And I was not in the nurses office today, arrasso? (okay?)"

   Rap Monster glared at her just as hard before practically storming out of the nurses office. Fine, let her be sick. If that's what she want's, why should he bother or care? It wasn't even his problem in the first place.

    MiKyung really made him mad.

    SooRyun sighed as she sat down underneath the tree in the courtyard, setting her lunch tray on her lap and opening her journal and began to write her latest idea's down. She was satisfied doing this, dancing through her journal. She could pull off any complicated move perfectly and there was no chance of an injury. 

    Unfortunately, SooRyun was the only one of her friends in this lunch period, so she had no choice but to find a secluded area she could eat her lunch in peace. She was shy and wouldn't dare to venture into the cafeteria to try and interact with the students. She only went in to get her lunch.

    Feeling the breeze whip her hair accross her face, she closed her eyes and looked towards the sky, letting the sun's warm ray's beat down on her face. Sometime's she'd close her eyes and picture herself on a grand stage, performing as apart of the Russian Ballet. It had always been her dream, to be a ballerina. But, sadly, dreams are just that, dreams. 

   V smirked when he spotted SooRyun. She had her eyes closed and was completely off guard. V had noticed right away that she was shy, reserved, and sealed tight. To him, it shouted a challenge, and Taehyung always loved challenges. He was determined to open her up. If only for his own personal amusement. 

  Quietly creeping up to her, he crouched down in front of her so that he was eye level with her, he smirked as he leaned in closer, purposely blowing his breath on her face. Opening her eyes, she blinked twice before realizing a very handsome boy was very close to her. She screamed and practically flew back into the tree. Her face was redder than a cherry and she could barely breathe. He was so close. Way to close for her own personal liking. 

  V laughed and leaned back so that he was now sitting cross legged in front of SooRyun, who still had a blush on her face. HE tried to get her to look at him but he noticed that she had curled in on herself and refused to make eye contact with him.

  "It's no fun sitting by yourself yanno." SooRyun blushed more (if that was possible) and shook her head.

  "I l-like s-s-sitting by myself." V smiled. Finally, a reaction. Now he was getting somewhere. He noticed the yellow armband on her uniform and he frowned. Why did she have a band on her arm? She was just a transfer student after all.

   "Why do you have a yellow band on your arm?" SooRyun quickly covered it up with her hand, not because it was already seen, but because she didn't want the attention drawn to her moreso than it already was.

   "It m-m-means we're the W-Westsider's." V's mouth formed an O. This must have been his mother's doing. Not that he cared, but sometime's he didn't always agree with his mother's method's. SooRyun hadn't noticed that her notebook had flown out of her lap when she jumped from earlier and nearly had a heart attack when she saw V pick it up and sift through it. Quickly grabbing it away, she shut it tightly and hugged it to her chest. Not having enough courage to rebuke him and quite frankly reaching her breaking point, SooRyun made a mad dash for the school. V was frozen for a minute, mind processing what just happened. One minute he picked up a notebook to hand to her, and the next she had ripped it from his hands and sprinted away. He wondered what was in that book. He was determined to find out.

     He was going to crack her code. 

    EunSeo couldn't help but admire Hoseok from the back of the classroom. His presence was suffocating to her. He was silent, brooding, and quiet. It was...the total opposite of her own and she couldn't explain it but she felt a pull, a natural feeling that made her just want to gravitate towards him. Why was he so interresting? He was just a boy after all.

    J-Hope felt like he was being watched for some time now. He didn't pay any mind to it, thinking it was just those useless fangirls practically undressing him with their eye's. Little did he know...it wqas actually EunSeo. Now, unlike the other boy's, J-Hope didn't really care much either way about the girls coming to the East side. He was neutral, deciding that it wasn't worth his effort to be bothered by such trivial things as ruining another person's life by hating their existence. In his opinion it made his hyung's and dongsaeng's seem immature and well for lack of better words, a bunch of idiot's. Hoseok felt that he was so much more than that.

      Turning around now, after finally having enough of being eyed like a piece of meat, met eyes with someone he didn't expect. He held her gaze for what seemed like an eternity, knowing that he wouldn't be the first one to break the eye contact. Surprisingly, she didn't look like she would break the contact anytime either. It was a stalemate. A deadlock.

    EunSeo felt a nudge in her side, and turned to MinHi who gave her that look. EunSeo, understanding the universal girl code didn't turn back towards Hoseok. J-Hope, turned back around as well, there was no reason for him to stay focused on her any longer. Feeling a vibration in his pocket, J-Hope discreetly took out his phone and saw a group text from Suga about cutting sixth period to make it to music bank in time for their comeback stage. J-Hope texted back that he'd be there. He'd do anything to get out of school. 

      They all would.

AUTHOR'S NOTE :  Sorry for the wait! I have no excuse other than I got lazy. TT.TT So honestly, EunSeo and J-Hope are the most difficult for me to write as a couple, because it's very difficult keeping a quiet and non confrontational person in character when paired with a bubbly girl. So I am sorry if the SeoHope interraction isn't what you were hoping for, but I will try my best to get their chemistry right. I felt like this chapter was just dragging on, and had no real plot development, so in order to further the story I am going to leave the chapter's end here and Hannah and Jimin and Suga and MinHi will get some interraction next chapter to set the story in motion. ALSO ignore the font, I couldn't figure out what went wrong with the code.   

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