IDK WTF IS WRONG WITH THIS BOOK
IT'S CLEAR I HAVE DADDY ISSUES AND PROBABLY BRAIN DAMAGE 😃✋
> a story in which jimin has a notebook which's content is far from what everyone thinks it is...
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"I wonder wha...
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"hello class! I have a huge surprise for you today!" mrs. kang exclaimed entering the class with a pile of books in her hands. "we have a new student! please welcome park jimin!"
I was sleeping peacefully until I heard someone quacking.
i lazily opened my eyes and saw how a young boy entered our class.
oh riiiight.
we have a new student. well, whatever. as long as he doesn't sit next to me I'll be fine.
"please introduce yourself." she said kindly.
"oh well,,, my name is park jimin-"
yeah no shit sherlock, the teacher literally just said that.
"and.. I like to draw, sing, dance and write stories!" jimin chirped and smiled.
"awe! thank you dear.. please sit next to.... hmm..."
istg bitch, if you say my name eye-
"ah! min yoongi!"
fml
"he looks so lonely and sleepy all the time! hopefully you'll make him a better student."
I AM a great student fyi! I am the good looking hot guy every girl wants! too bad for the girls tho.. I'm gay! hA!
"hi~" jimin waved at me.
okay.
let's take a moment to appreciate that voice-
IS HE AN ANGEL? that is literally the sweetest voice I've heard omg I want to feed him cotton candy and wrap him in a warm blanket-
wait.
I just blinked and put my head down keeping my swag.
the class started and I think jimins perfume is what made me awake at the moment. kinda weird that the perfume is the exact same as my sisters- but whatever.
"min yoongi do you need to go to the nurse? what's with the heavy breathing?" mrs. kang asked startling me.
"me? no... I was trying to stay awake, uh, breathing deeply helps so..." I said some shit and smiled.
"okay then." she continued with the lesson.
I pretended to look at the board but looked at jimin instead. he took out some type of notebook and wrote something there vigorously.
I tried getting a glimpse of what it was but he abruptly stopped and looked at me.
"yoongi-"
"hyung."
"what?" jimin asked.
"I am older than you, its hyungnot yoongi." I mumbled.
"oh, okay then, yoongi-hyung why did you lie to the teacher?" jimin asked quietly.
