"Wake up, dumbass!"

A voice made (y/n) slowly open her eyes, only to squint due to the bright light. Focusing she made out the silhouette to be her best friend, min yoongi. The two of them had keys to each other's homes. They could walk inside, and still be accepted as a member of the family.

"Don't shout so early in the morning, yoon." (y/n) scolded lowly, still sleepy. Usually it would be her waking yoongi up. But yesterday, she was up til late so she could watch her favorite volleyball team's game. It lasted two hours, as the plays of the both teams were intense.

"We're gonna be late, pabo!" yoongi pouted, his eyes glaring playful daggers at the girl. (y/n) sighed and got up. Her eyes travel to yoongi's figure as if saying, 'get out, i'm trying to change bitch', yoongi getting the message leaves.

Going inside her bathroom, she took a shower. Brushed her teeth, dried and brushed her hair, finally looking decent. (y/n) slipped into her school's uniform. She styled her hair like two double buns. (If your hair is long.) Taking her backpack, her and yoongi leave.

"You're going to join the basketball club this year, right?" (y/n) asked yoongi, looking at him at the corner of her eyes.

"I don't know, i'm not really looking forward to talk with others this year as well. After all, i have you." yoongi looked away, as he felt his face warming.
"It is my third year, but, i don't really enjoy other people's presence. I won't live up to their expectations, and being in the basketball club does have high standards, so no."

"I guess you're right, not like I can change your mind anyways yoon." (y/n) looked at him and smiled, giving yoongi the reassurance he needed.
"Do you want to watch me practice yoon, I swear my club doesn't bite."

"Speaking of your club, how is it being a middle blocker?" yoongi asks, curiously tilting his head cutely. His cat-like eyes bore into (y/n).

"It's amazing, jumping to meet peoples' spikes... it's an incredible feeling." (y/n) smiles at no one in particular, yoongi knew how passionate she was about the sport. He admired that.
"I'm kind of disappointed we're not in the same class."

"Yeah, me too. At least we still have lunch and breaks." yoongi looked up at his taller best friend, (y/n) was very attractive. Her hair was soft, her eyes were beautiful and her skin was delicate. (y/n) is a very tall girl, which helped a lot in the sport she played. She was curvy yet slim. What yoongi liked the most were her hands, they were rough. Probably from practicing hard, and meeting opponents and teammates' spikes. It was funny to them how at one point they had hated their guts when they were young.

"True that yoon." (y/n) smiled, shoving her hands in her skirt's pockets. Arriving at the gates, their personas went a little bit more quieter and colder. To say they didn't favor the students in their school would be an understatement. Parting ways in the hallway, yoongi gulped at the sudden loneliness. His palms got sweaty. His lips were dry, so he licked them.

Getting inside the classroom, he was met with the painfully same faces from before. The same boring people. Sitting in his usual seat, he took out his phone and earphones and started blasting music from his playlist.

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  "jiminie!" taehyung whined to the older boy, who only hummed while eating his lunch.
"jiminie!"

"What!" Finally fed up, the boy looked at taehyung, with an annoyed expression.

"I forgot my lunch my mother made, can i eat from yours? Pleaseeee." He expanded the word 'please'. taehyung made grabby hands towards jimin, smiling because he knew jimin won't refuse.

"Okay, okay." jimin sighed, but still smiled. He handed him his lunch box, sharing it with the younger.
"Aish taehyung, be thankful i'm here."

"It ain't Thanksgiving." taehyung rolled his eyes playfully while saying this sentence, jimin gasped dramatically.
taehyung laughed loudly at that,"jiminie-pabo."

"I'm gonna go to the toilet, brat." jimin stood up, walking casually in the hallway. That is when he felt his head bumping in another head-

"Ack!"

-Exclaimed the two, quite painfully.

"Watch where you're going dumbass midget!" A raspy voice insulted him, jimin looked at the figure of a boy, rubbing his head to soothe the pain.

"Look who's talking, you're short too aren't you?!" jimin crossed his arms, it's his second year, no way is he backing up now. He won't get pushed around like last time.

"I don't know, don't you have eyes to see if I'm short or tall?! Idiot! Also that's no way to speak to your senior!" scolded the other, jimin gulped harshly.

"S-senior, y-you say..." jimin was quick to bow, he was both embarrassed and intimidated now.

"yoon, come on! What's taking you so long?" 'yoon' looked at the girl calling him, jimin now standing looked at the girl as well.

"Great...not only did you speak disrespectfully to me, now you made me late to hang out with my friend too!" the older huffed and started to walk towards the girl.

jimin observed their exchange, the two were close.
'yoon' glanced back and glared at jimin, making the said boy flinch. However he did not look away.

"She's pretty..."