"Bye!" Jimin yells as he rushes through the door, too late for school already.

"Be careful!" His father, Taehyung, yells back. The blonde-haired male skips down the steps of their giant, white house continuing down on the sidewalk.

He sees the familiar black car parked against the curbs, waiting for him. It's the first day of school in their senior year. They have grown up quite a lot since they began as freshmen, now being 18-years of age.

Jimin quickly opens the car door and is greeted with Hoseok's sunny smile.

"'Morning Jiminie!" he says and Jimin greets back. The two have been friends for years, spending most of their time together as 'the good kids'.

"'Morning Hobi! God, I'm so not ready for this..." the younger sighs. Jimin doesn't hate school, he just fairly dislikes it. Still, he studies a lot and wants to get good grades. This causing both boys to be stigmatized as nerds. And it's not entirely wrong.

"Same... and we're not in the same class this year," Hoseok fake cries, earning a slap on the shoulder. Jimin giggles and the elder starts the car.

The ride to school isn't long. Only 15 minutes later, Hoseok parks his car in the school's parking lot. A lot of students are already walking towards the entrance, probably going to the gym hall. They will have introductions there.

Jimin can't help but feel superior as he sees the freshmen run around confused. Let him enjoy it while it lasts.

Hoseok runs a hand through his chocolate-brown locks, sighing.

"I hate it already..." he whines and Jimin laughs. Hoseok feels a pang in his chest from the sound like always.

"Wow, we're horrible, you know that?" Jimin comments as they continue through the hall before walking outside a little more.

They step inside the gym that's filled with students sitting on the ground or standing on the side. There's a lot of noise in there, making Jimin look around in confusion when someone is calling his name.

"Jimin?" he feels a tap on his shoulder and turns, eyes meeting with a smaller girl's.

"Jisoo!?" he squeaks and hugs her. She gladly returns it.

Hoseok and Jimin might be called nerds, but everyone loves them. Or Jimin at least. He's pretty, kind and caring. Most people don't really pay attention to them and others fight for days to get into bed with them.

And some succeed.

"It's been so long! I haven't seen you guys since last year," Jisoo comments, giving Hoseok a short hug as well.

"Sorry, we have been busy," Jimin answers. No, they haven't, but they have been lazy. And spending a little too much time together.

Hoseok and Jimin have never had sex, but they have kissed and touched occasionally. Each time, they get mad at themselves for messing with their friendship, but after a little bit of alcohol that changes. Though, Jimin is very decided on never truly sleeping with Hoseok.

The three sit down together, Jimin is the last to place himself on the floor. They can't see the stage, but they can hear the teacher's voice through the speaker.

"Welcome students, we have been excited for you return and we wish for a good year..."

The male keeps talking and Jimin uses this time to look around a little. There are a lot of people he knows the name of but has never spoken to.

The traveling of his eyes is suddenly stopped as they sink into another pair of brown ones. A guy with raven-dark hair, just like Jimin's 'second' father Jungkook, is standing leaned against the wall. He's wearing a leather jacket, his hands in its pockets and body resting on one leg.

He's staring directly at Jimin who suddenly shivers under his gaze. He looks down, but only to return a few seconds later.

The guy smirks slightly before scanning Jimin's rather muscular body. Jimin feels his cheeks tint red as he bites his lip. He's somewhat drowned by the other's dark eyes, liking how handsome he is as well.

Is he new? Why's he looking at me like that?

Soon, the teacher on the stage interrupts their little staring session, telling the students to leave for class.

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Jimin sits on a bench, his back leaning against the table. He takes a sip of his cola before placing it beside him. He closes his eyes and enjoys the sun's outbreak. Hoseok went to get some soda for himself, leaving the blonde alone.

"Your cola fell," a deep voice rips Jimin from his daze and he flinches. He looks at the bench and sees that his cola is indeed spilling liquid onto the grass.

"Goddammit," he curses subconsciously and picks up the now half-empty bottle.

"Thank you," he adds and looks up at the male.

"You're welcome," he says.

They look for each other for a while. 

Well, this is awkward.

Suddenly, the male extracts his arm to greet Jimin.

"Min Yoongi."

Jimin takes the hand and can't help but blush as Yoongi holds it a little longer than necessary.

"J-Jeon Jimin." Great, now he sounds like a fucking child.

"Nice to meet you," the male says and sits on the bench.

"You too... are you new here?" Jimin asks, feeling slightly confused that Yoongi would place himself that close to him.

"I have lived here my whole life, but I went to another school," he says.

"Oh, why?" Jimin bothers to ask. He can't stop looking at the other's dark hair, sharp jawline and cute nose. He's indeed very handsome, making Jimin's gay self scream inside.

"Just got bored of the other place. This already looks... way more interesting," Yoongi answers and lets his thigh hit Jimin's.

OMG! Is he flirting with me? Jungkook will kill me.

Jimin mentally screams but doesn't do anything to stop it. He feels his face burn with embarrassment.

"Well, Jimin, see you around," Yoongi stands and pats Jimin's hair. The younger frowns and eyes trails after the other. God, that was weird.

But he can't contain the smile playing on his lips.

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Yay, first chap! Hope you enjoyed!<3