Yoongi stepped into the school, same routine as everyday. He put his bags in his locker and headed for the library until first bell rang.

He stepped inside and sat at one of the tables that were in the room, he was about to put in his earbuds until he heard a familiar giggle.

Yoongi turned around to see where the giggle came from, when he figured it was behind the bookshelf, he stood up from the table and peeked through the books.

"Good job Jimin." The unknown boy sitting with Jimin patted his back making Jimin smile widely.

"You're getting a little better at your spelling." Yoongi froze up when he realized what was going on, someone else was helping with Jimin's spelling.

Yoongi watched as the two smiled at each other and talked, he bite his lip and walked away. He knew he shouldn't be mad, he had no reason to be. But Jimin was supposed to get help from him, not some other boy.

He left the library and immediately went into the boys locker room, no one was ever really in there except him.

Yoongi threw his backpack onto the ground and ran a frustrated hand through his hair, "stop being so gay, what's wrong with you."

He ripped through his backpack until he found his lyric book and began writing furiously, all the emotions he was feeling.

The first bell rang and Yoongi quickly rushed out of the bathroom and to his first class, unfortunately it was his language class.

"Hey, Yoongi." Jimin smiled widely at Yoongi, but all he did was nod in acknowledgment and take his seat.

Jimin looked down at his desk, he figured Yoongi was mad because he had yelled at him so he thought it was best to apologize.

"Yoongi, I'm sorry for yelling at you yesterday." Yoongi looked up at Jimin, both of them making eye contact.

"It's whatever." Yoongi was still upset but he had to hide it, he just had to be his normal prick self.

"So, do you want to quiz me on my words?" Jimin handed Yoongi his reference sheet, "I think I'm ready now."

Yoongi looked down at his sheet of paper and sighed, "alright, get a piece of paper out and write down the words I say."

A couple minutes later, the last word was said and written down and before Jimin could react, Yoongi snatched his paper off his desk.

Yoongi read through the words, each correct word made him more aggravated because all he could think of was the other boy helping him.

"You got seventeen right." Jimin smiled super big and did an excited dance in his desk.

"So when do I get new words?" Yoongi looked up at Jimin, completely aggravated at this point.

"Whenever I say. I have shit to do, you know." Jimin lost his smile and slumped back into his desk.

Jimin didn't know why Yoongi was being this way, he thought Yoongi would be nicer after getting his words right. Both of them decided not to talk to each other for the rest of the class.

Jimin stormed into the dance studio room with a worried Hoseok walking in after him.

"Jimin what's wrong?" Hoseok just stood there watched Jimin pace back and forth through the room.

"I need to get over Yoongi! I don't know how!" Hoseok chuckled a little bit, grabbing Jimin's attention.

"What's so funny?" Hoseok smirked as he turned on the music to a low volume and danced his way over to Jimin.

"Just dance your frustration out because you have a long road ahead of you." Jimin just watched as Hoseok walked out of the room leaving him alone with the music.

Jimin ran a hand through his hair and turned the music up loud as he began to dance. He closed his eyes and let all the music flow through him as he released all his energy.

A couple hours later, Jimin was a hot sweaty mess. He was wiping his face as he left the room, when he turned around to shut the door, he seen a paper with tickets on it.

Take you and your bunny rabbit best friend to a concert so you can take your mind off of all this hormonal girly shit you're going through.
~j-hope

Jimin slightly smiled to himself as he removed the tickets and looked at them.

"Suga?"

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I'm bored, entertain me.