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acquaintance /əˈkwāntəns/

noun

a person one knows slightly, but who is not a close friend.

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The long hallway with its monochrome walls was outstretched on either side of Taehyung; the dull, blue lockers the only thing that stood out against the eggshell walls and inspirational posters.

There he was, Min Yoongi, senior at Kim Taehyung's high school--also known as the star in his night, the savior from the hell that coming to school put him through each day, leaning coolly against the lockers that were a few lockers down from him. He had known of Yoongi since he had come to the high school, his reputation, gummy smile, and bad-boy act automatically attracting the younger like a magnet. He knew that under the bad boy facade, Min Yoongi was a total softy, and he was determined to see that side of him before it was too late.

Taking a fountain pen in one hand and his pocket-sized notebook in the other, he let the first note to his crush flow onto the slightly crinkled, coffee-stained paper.

dear yoongi,

happy first day of senior year and welcome back to hell, I guess! excuse my sloppy writing, but I've got to make this quick so I don't miss first hour. I just wanted to let you know that you look cute today and that I really, really like you. you don't really know me, so I wouldn't expect those feelings to be returned yet. anyways, have a good day and remember to smile, as it's one of my many favorite features on you. I'm looking forward to getting to know you this year x

-t

Folding the note neatly, Taehyung peaked around the corner to check if the coast was clear before bolting to Yoongi's locker, sliding the note between the vent-like cracks at the top of his locker. He grabbed his bag off the floor and slung it over his shoulders, the bag sagging beneath the weight of his books, making his way to first hour. Little did he know, Min Yoongi happened to share first hour with him and a few other classes, too.