Yoongi's POV

First day of school.

16 letters.

Four words.

One sentence.

Million heartbreaks.

I can't deny the fact that school is like hell. Good thing I'm here. My beauty shouts paradise.

"Yoongi Bear!" Here he comes. Kim Taehyung. 18. Half-alien, half-burrito. He's my best friend. To be honest, he's the only friend I have since I'm an anti-social freak. It's not my fault everyone looks like fart. "What are you doing here?" he asks. "Nothing much. I'm taking a bath. How about you?" I said sarcastically. He furrowed his eyebrows, "Are you joking?" I kept asking why he's my friend. Sometimes he's super smart, sometimes he's just... Taehyung. "Nope" He smiled, pearly white teeth showing, "Okay then" I kept stopping myself from stealing his teeth to sell on EBay. Hey. Who knows I might earn a thousand bucks from it.

Since it was still early, we decided to go to the library. We walked at the stairs, the back of our hands slightly brushing. "Why are the stairs--" I gasped and stopped walking when I felt large, warm hands held mine. I looked down at our intertwined hands then up to him, he looks so serious I might feed him to piranhas. "Yah" he looked down at me. "What?"

"Your hands are sweaty. It's so disgusting" he ruffled my hair then we continued walking. "You should be thankful. All of creation wants to hold these sweaty hands" I just rolled my eyes.

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Classes ended with a blink of an eye. I spent most of it explaining how to pronounce my name. The devil's assista-- I mean teachers just can't pronounce my beautiful name properly, 'Oongi' if not, 'Yoogi' or 'Yongi.' Ugh. So annoying. It's lunch time and I decided to eat here at the rooftop. I'm not in the mood to judge fart-looking-stupidents. Yep, stupidents. Stupid + students = stupidents. Ugh. I'm so angry. Curse those devi-- teachers. I'm so angry so I'll eat like there's no tomorrow. I stuffed my mouth with everything I can see in my lunch box. I'm so angry.

"Yoongi Bear!" I looked at him. "Aww. You're so cute!" He cooed and pinched my cheeks filled with food. "I've been searching for you for the past 22 minutes!" He sat down beside me then brought out his own lunchbox. "So, how's your first day?" He asks. We don't have the same classes since he's a junior and I'm a sophomore. I met him when I transferred in this school. I swallowed my food before answering, "Boring, as always. You?" I asked, shoving a meatball in my mouth. "I met a friend. Jeon Jungkook. He's a few months younger than me" I nodded then continued eating. "Those devil-- teachers just can't pronounce my name right. So stupid" he laughed then ruffled my hair. "I'm the only one who can say your name perfectly, Yoongi Bear" I glared at him. "Yeah, right"

"Yah. Yoongi, taste this" he said pointing at the rice cakes in a container. I don't usually reject these things because, duh, it's food. But I did, even though it hurts so much. "Why? It's really good. I bought it a while ago"

I eyed him, "Maybe you put something in it, who knows?" He pouted, the pout that makes me want to punch him with my lips-- kidding, just thinking of it makes me want to puke. Like, eww. "Come on. Just one"

"Fine" he picked one then held it to my face. "Come on. Say ahh" I looked at him in disbelief, "Are you kiddi--" I stopped when he shoved a rice cake in my mouth. He stood up then raised his fist in the air. "What the heck are you doing?" He looked down to me then smiled. "Sit down, creeper" I pulled him to sit down because he might be calling his relatives from outer space to invade earth. He looked at me again then continued eating. I ignored him then continued eating, too. "Indirect kiss" I heard him whisper. I looked at him. "What?" 

I furrowed my eyebrows at him then eyed him. "You're really acting weird--" his eyes widened. "Weird? What are you talking about? I'm always weird! Not always but... no! Weird? Yes! No! Sometimes! Ehehehe" he scratched the nape of his neck awkwardly. "Oooookayy" 

A silence kicked in again. And again, he was the one that put an end to it. "Yoongi Bear" I hummed in response. "Why won't you call me 'hyung?'" 

"You never ask that. But since you did, I'll answer. Calling you 'hyung' is so weird. Do you even know your name?  Calling you 'Taehyung hyung' or 'Tae hyung' is weird. And funny" I closed my lunchbox since I already finished my food without realizing. "Oh" I heard him say. I put my lunchbox in my bag then brought out my strawberry juice. "You can call me 'oppa'" I looked at him in disbelief.

"Wha--"

"Paging Mr. Min Yoongi. Mr. Min Yoongi, you are needed at the Principal's Office right now. Thank you"

The Student Council President, Kim Joonmyun, appeared out of the blue holding his megaphone right next to my right ear. Taehyung covered both of my ears then pulled me on his chest. "Yah. That's loud, you know?" I'm ready to punch this alien on the face but all I can hear how is a very high-pitched song playing in my right ear. "Hehe. Sorry. Min Yoongi is really needed by the principal right now"

"Sheesh. He'll come after five minutes" I can really hear the annoyed voice of Taehyung. He released me from his hug then I met his concerned face. 

"Are you alright?"

I didn't understand what he said but I'll answer him nevertheless.

"Of course," I started,"I took a bath"

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