Three years ago
23rd August, 20xx

Today I met a girl named Seo Yoora. She is with me in freshman year. We just exchange phone numbers. Wish she could be my best friend.

Back to Yoora, she is the most humble girl I have ever seen. Like she was a very first person who was good to me, I guess she didn't figure it out I have dyslexia.

Good thing, this is the thing should never come up in front of anyone. The less people will know, the better For me. Only father and Dr.Heo knows about it.

But father stops my appointments with him as soon as mom died. It has been a year since mom died so it has been a year since my therapies and medication stopped.

I don't know how will I cope up my high school? This is just a beginning. This is second weak of high school, nothing much lesson, but its gonna be rough I can predict.

***

Unknown's Point of view

She was looking so beautiful. It was good that there were not many people in the hallway, today I finally stick my love letter. It took me many days to write it.

It is just a poem, though. She took the envelope and look here and there. My smile vanishes and I hides under shadows, it was a good thing that I was wearing all black.

At last after thing for some time she opens it, and my smile becomes wider.

***

Yejin's Point of view

I hesitantly open it, it was very fancy. Whoever have made it, I am sure has spent plenty of time. It has a seal on it, those I have seen it movies. It was utterly beautiful.

I broke the wax seal, even though I didn't want to, but I was very curious to look what's inside.

There was one fancy paper in the envelope, I unfold it and read what was written in it.

The way you smile,
Brighten my nights.

The way you laugh,
Make my night sleepless.

My mind has been fogged,
By the thoughts of just you.

What magic you have cast,
What spell have you begun?

I am not me anymore,
The boy which I used to be.

This is too early to confess,
But I can't wait.

Do you believe in
Love at first sight?

Because I do, as
I fell too hard,

Just looking at only
You.

Yours,
Anonymous.

I was clearly in shock. I clutch the paper hardly. Who can it be? I never ever receive that kind of thing. I again look here and there, but to my surprise, I was all alone in the hallways.

There was pin drop silence, just like some movie. Just one thing was missing, that was a psycho who was about to attack on me with a baseball bat. Suddenly my phone rings, making me jump a bit.

I sigh, it was nothing. Someone must have sent me a message. I can be overdramatic sometime.
I open my phone again I knitted my eyebrows in confused, because of what was flashing on my screen.

Unknown want to send you a message.

Accept | Decline

As soon as I accept it, a message pop up.

Unknown:
You  know  you
shouldn't speak your
phone number loudly.

Shouldn't accept their
request as well.

Me:
Who's this?

Unknown:
I am known by many names,
Baby, love, darling, honey.

But for starters you can call
me your future husband.

Me:
Are you sure you're not
high

Unknown:
How did you know that?
I am high?

High in your love.

Me:
-_-

Unknown:
Did you like my poem
which I wrote for you?

Me:
Oh, so you were the person
who stick that envelop on
my locker.

Unknown:
Happy late realization!!

Me:
You're a very sassy person.

Unknown:
They say I am born with
it.

Me:
Anyways, stop doing this.

That's creepy. The way you
got my number, stop stalking
me.

Unknown:
That is not stalking.

This is call protecting love
ones.

I was about to message this unknown entity, but someone puts a hand on my shoulder making me jump again. I turn around to see that ajumma who clean our school.

"Darling, what are you doing here? The school end half hour ago." She said sweetly.

"Ah, I was about to leave, thank you ajumma!" I said and bow. I took my things from my locker and started to leave school.

After some time of walking, I remembered I was talking to that sassy.

I open my phone once again.

Me:
Anyways, stop stalking me.
I don't like it.

Unknown:
Why should I?

What will I get?

Me:
If you stop, you won't rot
in prison. So you better stop.

Unknown:
I can't, because I'm addicted
to you.

Me:
That's it, I am blocking you.

Unknown:
Good luck, it was nice
Talking with you.

See you.

Me: 
You're giving sixty year
old creep vibes.

Unknown:
I am 69 years old.
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Me:
WHAT! YOU'RE 69
YEARS OLD?

YOU OLD MAN, GO PLAY WITH
YOUR GRANDCHILDREN, DON'T
STALK GIRL WHO ARE OF YOUR
GRANDCHILDREN'S AGE!

YOU OLD PERVERT. SHAME
ON YOU!!

(ﾉಠдಠ)ﾉ︵┻━┻

69 years old creep:
Please don't tell me you
don't know the meaning
of 69. And I am not 69
year old.

Me:
What the heck? Does
69 have a meaning?

69 years old creep:
Cute!

You're very innocent
smol bean.

Wait-That's mean you're 
virgin, right?

Me:
What-

That's it!

I am blocking you!

Pervert:
Good luck!!

---You have blocked this user---

Now I am fuming, like how could he! Did he ask me about my virginity? A fifteen year old girl? How come he has that much audacity to asks such question? Plus, he was stalking me!

I started to stomp my way towards my house.  I am very angry. May he rot in hell,  shameless 69 year old grandpa.

***

Present time

The bell rang, making me jump a bit. I was literally not giving any attention to my lectures and teacher notice this too. This sucks clearly.

My mind was just thinking about the morning incident. The way he always insults me, since the beginning. And now I'm his errand girl, he calls me errand girl in front of the whole school?

"Back to earth Yejin." Yoora said
as she snaps in front of me, again bringing me back to earth. I didn't say anything, but flash my fake smile.

She didn't look very pleased with my smile as she knows me too well, but didn't say anything.
She knows about today's incident. She was about to beat Jibooty, but I held her.

I told her that I plead him for this chance. She was angry with me till first lecture, but at the end, she tells me it is my life, my choice.

I was very relief when she said that. I know she was a bit sad, but she knows how much I like Jimin.

We were going to the cafeteria, as it was lunch time. A soon as we enter the cafeteria, all students suddenly become quite. It was very creepy, suddenly they all erupt in laughter.

My life has been already very bad, now I have to bare this embarrassment too.

"Who the fuck are you laughing on?" A voice, melodic as ever, which I love to hear, every time. I feel some breathing on me. Everyone  becomes quite.

"My Errand girl, you're in my way. Give my side, and next time bath because you stink." He said said from behind and I immediately give his side. Again, some laughter can be heard.

"If I find any if you troubling Bae Yejin aka my errand girl in any way, I will not hesitate to make your school life hell. Just one call to my friend Namjoon who's head of student council and your while damn high school is ruined. Am I clear?" He asks

They didn't say anything, but stare him, Fear evident in their face.

"Am I clear?" He now yelled, making some including me flinch. "Yes," they said in sync.

"Here you go errand girl, you're no longer the damsel in distress. No, no longer long face, it looks way uglier than your real face." He said with a fake smile and went towards his table. His friends were also very confused. The cafeteria went to normal once again.

"Yejin if it's not for you, I would have slapped his face." Yoora said as we sit on our table.

"Yah, errand girl! Where are your manners?" Jimin yell, making some people turn towards us.

"Huh? Sorry-" I said confusedly.

"Bring food for me. You're my errand girl after all." He said.

I sighed, here we go again. He's too busy.

"Yes," I said and I stand up.

"Yes what?" He said with an eye raised.

"What what?" I ask going towards him, clearly not understanding his meaning.

"Address me master," he said.

"Huh? Why-" I ask dumbfounded.

"You're breaking rule number 5 and 6. Do what I told. Address me as master every time." He said.

"Yes, master." I said and went towards buying him some food.

After some time I return with three plates of school meal. I put one in front of Jimin.

"Here is your meal." I inform.

"Sorry, did you say something?" He said with another eye raised.

"Here is your meal, master," I said uninterestedly.

I was about to go towards our table, but Jimin hold my wrist.

"What-"

"Sit her." He said while pointing towards a chair.

"Are you crazy, you want me to sit with you-" I point towards him "-and they." and his six friends.

"Yes, any problem?" He asks nonchalantly.

"Look, I can't sit with seven boys all alone at one table. Do you take me as some kind Y/n?" I ask in irritation.

"Bring your feisty friend too, who complaining? But I want you to sit here.

"N-" I was cut by Jungkook.

"Yejinnie, bring yoora-ssi on our table, please, we will be happy to have you both." He said while showing his adorable bunny smile.

This was enough to melt me. I just nod him, putting two plates on the table, and went towards Yoora, who was looking at us.

"Yoora, BTS want us to sit with us." Said and her frown.

"Are you crazy?"

"Yoora, for me. Please." I plead to her, showing her my puppy eyes.

"Fine." She sigh at last, making me smile and hug her. We both return at the table. Jimin was looking angry and glaring me?

Now what have I done?

But, I am not gonna lie here. When Jimin is angry he become 10 times hotter, you know his jawline become sharper, making him look devilishly handsome.

Everyone was talking and Yoora was busy eating and chatting with Jungkook, I also start yo dug into my plate, ignoring Jimin's stare which I can see with my peripheral vision.

"Yejin, meet me at the of school, you break rule number 7 and you need a punishment." Jimin whisper in my ear with dangerously low voice.

"Huh?" I ask as there was no rule number 7

"You're in danger." He said with a smirk on his face, which was clearly scaring me.

God, help me.

***

A/n

Sorry for late update, also did I make you confused, if yes then PM me. I will change writing style.

Also Master? ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° someone got some kink!!

Also this will be texting style in textfic. Plus meme and some emoticons!

Also the poem is by me. I just wrote in a minute or two.

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Also the above photo and this photo contradict so well.