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"Expectations are like hills. No matter how high you go, not reaching the tip feels like not reaching anything at all."

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Yoonbi

It wasn't good or bright anymore, my day that is. I walk to my school with a heavy heart, when I'm inside I take my time picking someone to ask about where the principal's office is.

I look at every person passing by, some were students and others were teachers. I inspect each of their moods before encountering them.

Just fought with his dad. No thanks.

Just watched pørn this morning? Ew. No.

Just smoked. No.

Just broke a fridge door? Interesting.

"Excuse me," I tell the tall guy who seems to be in a hurry for his class.

"Yeah? May I help you?" I hear his deep voice.

"Yeah, I'm new here. Can I know where the principal's office is?"

"Yeah sure...." He goes on instructing me to go there and turn then. I was fascinated by his appealing, polite demeanor and the dimple on his left cheek.

"Thank you," I bow to him and walk away, not bothering to know his name, albeit I can. I was still feeling down and the ugliness of law #22 drowns onto me one more time. I can't trust that guy, maybe he'll tell anyone later!

Oh lord. Help me.

After I talk to the principle, I get my schedule and go to the class holding the symbols at the top of my timetable.

I knock twice till a voice commands me in, according to the time mentioned in my timetable, first class will end in around fifteen minutes. So I will make quite a show for these bored students.

I go in and the teacher greets me in front of the students whom I don't bother looking at yet, "we have a new student, everyone!" And I'm told to introduce myself.

I take a big inhale and let my eyes finally scan the faces of my soon-to-be classmates as I talk, "hello, my name is Lee Yoonbi. It's nice meeting you all." I muster a decent smile as I bow.

So boring. How many times did I do this already. Five? Six? Seven? Lost count. However, this time my eyes spot two familiar faces. A guy with a white shirt and the school jacket hanging messily on the back of his chair looks at me with a straight face.

My eyes widen and my heart tightens, staring back at him. Then my eyes move to the boy sitting one seat away from the first one.

He looks at me in surprise before waving his hand at me with a faint smile, my lips hang agape.

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Finally my eyes spot another foreseen face, sitting on the seat beside a window, he waves too, smiling at me as his dimples dig into his left cheek.

My eyes go over the three boys again in order to check if my eyes are playing tricks on me.

Jungkook sits supporting his cheek with an arm propped on his desk.

Jimin smiles at me in amusement.

The destructive guy who led me to the principal's office eyes me welcomingly.

Damñ. Why. Why!

All hopes of getting over SoMin crumble right in front of my eyes along with my safety. My witness is here. My sinister witness. No no.

I'm done for. It's the end.

"So, Yoonbi. You could take a seat-" the teacher stops to find a vacant seat for me, "there!" He points at the seat beside Jimin. Which is the one seat between him and Jungkook.

Way to go. How lucky can I get. I'm right there between them! This seriously is too much! I swear under my breath and walk obediently to take my seat.

Kill me. Now.

I sit and fumble with my notebook till the torture ends, my mind was so far away from what's happening in class that I am able to ignore the looks Jimin and Jungkook throw me.

Why is Jimin here? Is that what SoMin was busy with when she left me yesterday? She was checking on her family. That's why she came with me, and that's why the weekend before we left Busan she was with me the whole time.

Her family probably already left to Seoul by then and she didn't know where else to go. That was her secret. Pieces come together in my head and I am able to see the whole picture.

Why did the Park family move here though? Did they have it planned before I came and gave them the money? I bet. I exhale heavily at the realization I just drowned in.

Oh my.

The lesson ends and I wish from the bottom of my heart that no one talks to me till the second class starts.

"Hey, Yoonbi." I hear someone saying from beside me. I sigh and turn to Jimin mustering a fake smile.

He looks better, brighter than before. Maybe moving away had its pros for him. I nod in reply. "Are you okay?" He furrows his eyebrows in the cutest way there is.

"Oh yeah, I'm all good. So excited for school!" I answer sardonically. His eyes narrow in laughter and he nods. Instinctively, I turn to the other side to see Jungkook looking right at me.

Damń.

I turn back to Jimin and look around the busy classroom, there, at the far back left corner of the class stands a group. One girl, three boys. They were talking and laughing among themselves, they had a special bond to them. It intrigues me. Nevertheless, I don't set to use my psychic powers yet.

I look behind me to see a guy sleeping, his seat mate wasn't present. When I look back at Jungkook, I see a guy standing beside him, talking. I avert my eyes quickly and look at the guy who helped me. As he laughs at something his seat mate says, I look at him attentively.

Oh, Kim Namjoon or... Rapmonster? I ignore the unique second name and continue. Smart boy, persistent, and... Sexy? Cool. The boy beside him smacks his shoulder and laughs prettily.

I stare at him next. Kim Seokjin. Jin. Nice boy, loves pink and doesn't like football. Wow, he loves to eat a lot too.

Both get up and I look away, when I look back at them, I see them standing with Jungkook and the guy who was with him.

It was his turn now. I look at him laughing chirpily with his group as his arm rests around Jungkook's shoulder. I look at his brown happy eyes and see light. Joy. Sunshine. Lots of it.

I fight the urge to smile at the existence of such angel. What's his name?

I look a little more, whispers start to get loud in my head. I shake my head but they don't stop, my fingers tighten around my hair as I grimace.

I'm glad Jimin went to talk with Jungkook and his friends, I'm not so good in making instantaneous excuses. My head hurts as the whispers go on and on.

Jhope. Hoseok. Jhope. Hoseok. Jhope. Hoseok. He doesn't know who he is anymore, he doesn't care. He just wants to make people happy. The whispers stop and get replaced by the sound of united laughter.

Joyful laughter.

When I look at the group laughing I see a new face, he was probably sitting somewhere here but I didn't see him. His lips form a rectangular shape as he smiles.

Kim Taehyung. Not a bad boy but they all think he is, the people think he is. A softy, hot and overly underrated himself. Loves cola.

He's victory. V.

What's with people owning two names these days?

They all erupt in laughter again, this time the sound is more prominent and defined.

BTS.
BangTan Sonyeondan.
Bulletproof Boy Scouts.
Beyond The Scene.

I hear their name. And it amuses me-

"Quit, you're mental radiations are so strong I can't sleep." I gasp when I hear a voice beside my ear from behind. The sleeping guy, he woke up, he felt me? Is- is he a mutant too? "I can't believe you bothered to get to know them all and not me."

Oh my god. He got psychic powers too! I turn to him in excitement to see him leaning back in his chair with his arms crossed. "I'm not a psychic like you, I'm a detector."

"Detector? Then how do you know I'm a psychic?"

"I can detect mutant powers."

"Oh, and what else do you detect?" I mock him.

"Danger, and lies."

I grimace at his reply.

"By the way, your eyes were closed that's why I- didn't use my powers on you." I choose not to say the last words as loud.

"Guessed that. But you know what I detect right now?"

"What?"

"Danger." He nods at Jungkook and me. My face drops and I look away from him.

"I know."

"If he tells anyone about it you're over, danger radiations are so strong and I bet it's your last time."

I nod to his words.

I look up at him and make lengthy eye contact. He already knows who I am and what happened with me. It's my turn as well.

I need to know his name first.

Min Yoongi. Suga. Min Yoongi. Suga.

I shake my head at the erupting whispers and they fade instantly. I'm getting a hold of it.

He can play piano, his powers are subsections of the detector powers he just mentioned. His brother supports him the most and he likes that.

He's one of Bangtan too.

Min Suga is a mutant.

//just reread, while drinking my coffee and listening to Her. This chapter is so short and empty... 😒😒
Sorry for the LONG wait, my SATs scores came out yesterday. Hence the quote, it's how I feel. It took me awhile to get myself to put the medias and publish, I think I'd did a horrible job with those medias tho lmao
Mianhae's to all, but next chapter will make up for it, take it from me 😎💕✨