The sunlight leaked into the room slowly creeping over your sleeping body. The window of your bedroom open sending a slight breeze and the sound of car horns. You heard you alarm clock go off, but instead of getting up you just hugged your bedsheets tighter while furrowing your eyebrows. Your legs pulled up to your stomach as you curled up in ball trying to continue your dream. You heard a small knocking on the door. You ignored it and listened to the peaceful sound of the city. They knocking got louder until it became pounding. “AISH GET UP!” You can tell it was your older brother Suga. You grumbled in response. “FINE NLT MY FAULT YOUR LATE FOR SCHOOL!” He yelled furiously. “He gets mad quickly.” You though to yourself. You heard the light sound of rain falling. It was so peaceful and nice... then it hit you. You burst out of bed to go shut the window. It was already hailing and thundering. You raced up, but fell since it was slippery hard wood floor. “OWWWW!” You screeched. Suga opened the door to see you lying on the floor hugging you knee. You entire oversized sweater stuck to your body since it was soaked. “Crybaby.” He mumbled. You heard this remark, but was to busy crying to even care. “It hurts!” You whined to him. You walked slowly to the window and shut it just as the power shut down and a crackle of thunder rang out in the sky. “EEK!” You screamed. You couldn’t see anything, but could feel Suga’s arms wrap around you and pick you up bridal style. You felt the warmth of your bedsheets under you. He a flashlight. He looked at your knee. “Really? It’s not even bruised.” He complained to me. He handed me the flashlight and left. “Better get ready for school now that your awake.” He shouted as you walked down the hall. You got up and shuffled around in your closet looking for the right outfit. You took out black skinny jeans and a gray oversized t-shirt. The thunder quieted and you could only hear the light tapping on the window. Your lights flickered back on. “The whole of Seoul probably just had a panic attack with their sassy, bossy attitude.” You mumbled to yourself. You didn’t bother straightening your hair since it was always wavy. You took adjusted your black glasses. Your auburn hair lay lightly on your shoulder, annoying you. You grabbed your backpack and left not bothering for breakfast. The public bus drove you to your school. “Aish... high-school.” You were about to walk through the doors when the doors opened on the other side throwing you to the floor. Your head ached before you even opened your eyes you realized who must have opened the door due to the high-pitched girly screams. Your eyes fluttered open to see a guy reaching his hand to you. “I can’t wait here all day.” He joked with you, but you decided not to be as kind as him. You stood up on your own and rubbed the back of your head. You heard someone laugh,”No one will ever accept your handshake RM.” The group of boys were all laughing expect for RM. “Shut up!” He yelled loudly. “I’m Kim Namjoon but my friends call me RM.” He smiles sweetly at me revealing his cute dimples. “Y/N.” I mumbled just loud enough for the boys to here. “We are BTS.” I heard a boy say from behind Namjoon.”Oh and I’m Jin.” The boy told me. “Jimin.” Mumbled another. “Taehyung or V, you can call me either.”  A boy with a box smile said shyly. “J-Hope!” A boy looking like an actual sunshine waved his hand excitedly at me. “Aish he’s to happy...” You thought to yourself. “And why don’t you introduce yourself?” Namjoon stares at a boy at the back. “How about... No?” He doesn’t bother to look up at me from his phone. “Phone leech.” Jin jokes. Jimin laughs but tries to contain his laughter. Namjoon snatches the phone from the rude boy. “AISH!” He shouts. “Let’s see from Tzuyu? Ahh... your girlfriend?” He says scrolling through his texts. “You know I don’t have girlfriends.” He boy mumbles. “Oh! I remember you have toys!” Taehyung shouts aloud. “YOU STUPID-“ the boy was cut off, “Just introduce yourself!” Namjoon says strictly. “Fine... I’m Jungkook...” he mumbled he looked up at me and his expression changed. “But all the pretty girls can call me Kookie.” He winks at me. “AISH!” J-Hope tells. “YOU ARE TO PURE!!” He screeched. “And what makes you think that.” Jungkook challenges. “He’s going through a phase...” Jimin whispers, but he everyone can still hear.  “SHUT IT, SHORTIE!” Jungkook tells. “I aM oFfEnDeD!” He yells back. I try to contain my laughter but fail. I burst into laughter. “Aish what’s so funny?!” Jungkook yells. I look him dead in the eye and see how serious he can look. That stare brought shivers down my spine. “N-Nothing.” I stutter. You look at him again and was scared by the sudden scream of a fan girl. The boys run off but suddenly you feel something in your chest. It pounds hard when you think of a certain someone you just met... Jungkook.