Hey hey! I'm so sorry it took a long time to write this... I needed this to be as good as possible for you :) A little heads up, for this imagine I'm going to try a bit of romance (which I never wrote before and read a lot about it)...

This imagine is inspired by their new song 'Run Away' (it's actually longer but it's too long to write since it's in korean) and my favorite TV show. If there's something that's not right in the imagine please comment it so I can write a better imagine for you next time! And if there's something wrong with the translation of the lyrics, I'm sorry... Okay, enjoy!!

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Y/n POV

In this high school, everything feels like a nightmare.

Teachers would scold me with every reason they could find, and it's not something they would do to everyone.

"Clean your desk, Ms. y/n!"

"Use your shoes properly, Ms. y/n!"

"Stop reading the book and pay attention, Ms. y/n!"

Um, okay the last part was breaking the rules, but I can't help it. My one and only thing that I enjoy the most would be books. But it sort of comes with a conseque-

BAM!

"HAHA!! Watch where you're going, bookworm!" yelled Miri.

"Freak." The other girls mumbled and followed her.

My books hit me on the face and got scattered on the floor. Ugh, those girls!

I composed myself and start gathering my books that were all over the floor. It was on the middle of the corridor, so the others students were bothered. Some of them even laughed along.

"Here, let me hel-"

"I don't need your help." I snapped and walked away quickly, not looking at the face that was trying to help me. Or pretended to. I couldn't take any more laughter.

I ran and ran, my destination clear in my head. I took a few turns and went up the stairs. The one place where I go to every single day. The place no one knew of. It was an unused classroom that was left out from the others that I found when I explored the school. It was a locked classroom, so I usually just stayed in front of it. I sat down on the stairs as I opened my book, tears blurring my vision.

Beomgyu POV

"HAHA!! Watch where you're going, bookworm!" Miri mocked as she slapped the books y/n was carrying towards her face. When will they ever stop bothering her?!

In a sudden, Miri noticed me looking at her and approached me. The other girls came along and surrounded me, squealing and screaming.

"Beomgyu oppa, are you scared of me? Don't worry darling, I won't hurt you." She flirted, her hands on my chest.

"Leave me alone." I coldly said, pushing her aside. I slowly walked towards y/n as she was picking up her books.

I felt sorry for her. She enjoys reading, what's wrong with that?

"Here, let me hel-"

"I don't need your help." She cut, standing up and quickly walked away without looking at me.

"See, she doesn't even want to talk to you. Unlike her, I would lov-"

"I don't need this right now." I snapped and walked to my locker, which is just a few lockers away from y/n's.

"Uh, what just happened?" Yeonjun appeared next to me, looking utterly confused.

"The girls bothered y/n again." I said flatly.

"Uuu, y/n huh? What happened after?" teased Yeonjun.

"Wh-what do you mean?" I stuttered. Stupid. Get yourself together.

"You know what I mean..."

"I tried to help her and she rejected. End of story."

"Really?"

"Yes, really." I said as I walked away from him and towards the music room.

Gosh, y/n. When will you ever notice me?

Y/n POV

"Mom, I'm home!" I yelled as I closed the door.

She went down the stairs and looked at me. There was something in her eyes. Frustration? Disappointment? She sighed.

"Y/n, I got another call from your teacher. They said you broke the rules. Again." She insisted.

"What? Mom, you know that I'd nev-"

"She said that your socks weren't long enough. Y/n, when were you going to tell me you need another soc-"

"Mom, you know what? I'm tired of their stupid rules. So what if I don't have socks long enough? Others do that too!"

"Yes, y/n. But you're not 'others', and you know that. Follow what the teacher tells you, especially when you're there under the scholarship." She reminded.

"Can't you see that I'm sick of that?! I'm sick of the fact that teachers treat me differently just because I'm there for free. I'm sick of being treated like an outcast. I'm SICK of everything mom! Why can't you see that I'm not happy?!" I cried frustrated tears, but I looked away before she could see it.

"Y/n... Plea-"

I ran past her and up the stairs. I banged the door of my room and threw myself onto my bed.

As I drowned myself in tears of sorrow, I slowly went into the darkness of the realm of dreams.

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"RING! RING! RING!"

I woke up from a blissful sleep, just to find out it was still 5 in the morning. I went back to sl-

"RING! RING! RING!"

Ugh, what is that?!

It was a phone call from Nikki. Geez, what is she doing calling at 5 in the morning?

"Nik, you know that school is still in 2 hours right?"

"Uh, no, I don't. Because we have the student council meeting for the Senior's graduation. As I recall, you're still in it."

Oh, shoot!

"OMG, I totally forgot about it. I'm getting ready now! Bye Nikki!"

"Wai-"

I skipped breakfast and quickly washed my face. I had no time to shower and change into a new uniform. Student council was so important to me.

When I went downstairs and put my shoes on the porch, I heard a groan from behind.

"...y/n? Where are you going so early? You haven't even ate breakfast!"

"I have a student council meeting for the senior's graduation. I totally forgot about it."

"But y/n, we still have to talk abo-"

"No, mom. There's nothing to talk about." I yelled, and slammed the door after before she could say anything more.

I was so devastated. Why is it that people treat different people differently? Why am I...different?

I ran the rest of my journey to school with tears dripping down onto the road.

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"God, y/n. Did you forgot about the meeting?" Miri sarcastically blurted as I was panting in the doorway.

"Oh, now you're just ruining the perfect pla-"

"Y/n, I'm sorry... I should've called you earlier. I know you're so forgetful..." Nikki showed up in front of me, handing a bottle of water.

"Ih.. It's not... your... fa.. fault." I said as I searched for breaths. I desperately took the bottle and drank it as if I was about to die.

"Ugh, what a drama."

"Hey, would you shut up?" I heard a familiar voice as I was hugging Nikki.

"Hey, don't cry again okay? You still have me." whispered Nikki.

"Wait, how did yo-"

"I know my best friend's face after she cries. Don't even try to deny it."

"Ah, so y/n cries? So pathet-"

"What part of shut up did you not understand, Miri?" There came the voice again. When have I heard that voice?

Then I looked at the room. A couple of people were there. There wasn't any student council members anymore. Huh, I guess I missed the meeting.

"Ya, Beomgyu oppa. You know that I'm joking right?"

Beomgyu... Do I know him?

"Well, joke or not joke, I think you should stop." then he stormed out of the room. But before he left the room, he stopped on the hallways and looked back at me for a second.

"Wow, what was that?"

"I-i don't know. Hey Nikki?"

"Hmm?"

"Who's Beomgyu?"

"Wha- you don't know? He's a singer and a guitarist in a band that made our school famous!" Nikki exclaimed.

"Wait, TXT?"

"Yeah! Oh, gotta go to my class. See ya!"

Beomgyu, what are you trying to do?

Beomgyu POV

Miri, when will you ever stop?! And god, y/n looked so awful... I wonder if she's okay...

I continued on walking without looking back. I walked and walked, even though I didn't know where I was going. I climbed up stairs that I never saw, and I stopped in front of a locked classroom.

"What is it doing here..." I asked myself, without even realizing that I said it out loud.

Then an idea popped in my head.

This place would be perfect for me to practice! Without those girls watching, without...distraction.

I decided that I would come here every break time to practice my music.

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I thought nobody knew about the place.

When I got there, there was no one and I decided to start playing.

Then someone decided to interrupt it.

"B-beomgyu? Wh-what are you doing here?" y/n stuttered in shock, her eyes went so big as it stared me in the eyes.

"Uuh, playing the guitar?" I resumed playing the guitar. Ugh, Beomgyu! Where did you go? I thought you're better than this!!

"Th-this is m-my place! G-get out!" she yelled, looking surprised with what she just said.

"Um, look. This is still school properties, and students can use it however they want to. So I'm staying here. Right here."

"I-i don't care. You have your own music room. Just get out." She forced.

"Okay. If I go out right now, I-i would tell people about this 'secret' place." Oh so now I'm playing threats?! Great. Just great.

"NO!"

"Then I'll be staying here."

"Ugh, fine! Just stay out of my personal bubble."

"What do you mea-"

She walked past me, taking a chalk from the whiteboard that happened to be in front of the classroom. Then she drew a line next to me on the stairs.

"That will be your side, this will be mine. If you go past this line, I'll kill you."

"O-okay. But my space is smaller than yours! That's not fair..." I pouted, after I realized.

"I don't care. This was my place before you came. Deal?" she implied, giving out her hand.

"D-deal." I shook her hand. Wow, I guess I'll be seeing her often.

She sat down, opened her book as she read in silence. I continued playing my guitar, hoping to get an inspiration for a song.

"Uh, Beomgyu?" she hesitated.

"Yeah?"

"Would you mind keeping it down?"

"But, it's music. How do I keep it down?"

"Whatever. Just don't make it too loud because I'd be distracted."

"Geez, okay..." I kind of ignored her and played in the same volume because, come on! It's music! What was so wrong with it?

"I said, keep it down!" now she yelled.

"Woah, chill! Loo-"

"Don't tell me to chill!" she got more upset.

"Would you just hear me out!" now I yelled back. And she went quiet, her face velvet red. Aw, that's cute...

"Look, everyone keeps on giving me distractions in the music room, and I can't write unless it's quiet. So when I found this place, I'm glad that I'll be able to make a new music for the sake of my members." I explained. Huh, that was intense.

"I-i didn't know you write some music."

"Yeah, not a lot of people know. It's still new to me, so I just feel like I need some alone time to be able to make something good. Something perfect." I said, full of amazement.

"Well, I-i guess you got one..."

"What? Alone time?"

"Yeah, I'll leave you alone."

"Thanks, y/n."

She didn't respond, eyes glued onto her book.

"Hey, don't tell that to anyone, okay?"

"Mhmm" she mumbled in response.

Thank you for listening, y/n.

"Oh, shoot!"

"What?"

"Class is starting soon!" she said in panic as she ran down the stairs. But before she disappeared, she looked back at me.

"So, I guess I'll see you then." then she continued running, gone from my sight.

"Yeah, see you then." I mumbled to myself.

Y/n POV

I spent the entire lesson waiting for it to end, for me to go to that place and read.

To meet him.

The last thing I'd expect was someone to find that place, especially for a guy like him.

I shouldn't have yelled at him the moment I knew that place wasn't for me anymore. He had his own reasons to why he was...there. Even though it distracted me.

"Y/n? Hello? Y/n? Open your textbook now! It's not the time to stare off the space!"

The teacher scolded me, embarrassing me in front of the class. Then he approached me and was going to whisper.

"Hey, y/n? Next time you do tha-"

"TING TONG!"

The bell rang, and I quickly took my books and left before the teacher looked back at me.

I ran through the hallway, not looking back. When I got to the place, there was no one. So I sat down and continued reading the book.

"It seems that you got into trouble, again." Beomgyu appeared in front of me.

"Hey, it's not my fault that I got into trouble. What I did was definitely not breaking the rules." I clarified.

"Hmm? Why do you say that?" he asked as he was sitting down next to me.

"Well... I guess teachers are scared of me. Scared of the fact that I may or may not embarrass them in front of the class. So, before I do that, they usually come up with an excuse to scold me."

"Embarrass them... By what?"

"I'm not trying to brag, but I guess with my intelligence. I guess they just don't want any student to say that they're wrong, because the teacher is 'always' right. It's just what I figured out after so long..."

"Have you ever embarrassed them that way?"

"Once. Since then, they scold me before I could say anything."

"Wow, that must be hard for you..."

"Yeah. I wanted to move to another school, but my parents keeps on saying that it's my fault even though it wasn't. And... they want me to stay here since I'm under scholarship..."

"Geez, you must be that smart."

"No, I'm not. Just, different." I sighed as I finished and went back to reading.

"I like different." he smirked as he looked at me in the eyes.

I felt my cheeks burn. In shock, I hid my face behind the book.

"B-Beomgyu, your in my bubble. You're crossing the line!"

"Wait, what line?" he asked, mischievously.

I looked at the stairs, and the line was gone. Completely.

"Ugh, fine! Do whatever you want!" I got upset.

"I surely will." he replied, my heartbeat went fast after his reply.

Ugh, Beomgyu... What are you doing to me?

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I felt a poke on my shoulder as I replayed what happened in my head. Nikki was pointing to her phone, indicating me to check my phone.

'Hey, where did you go? Our teacher was looking for you during break time...'

'Well, I had to get away or else I'd get in more trouble!'

'I think it's the opposite way around. Huh, look, y/n. Even though you didn't do anything wrong, you still have to face them or they'll think you're scared of their threats.'

'But... I AM scared... What happens if they actually take my scholarship away? My parents would be furious!'

'I don't think you should worry about that. The principal would hear your perspective, and he wouldn't have given that scholarship for no reason, right?'

'Yeah, you're right... I'll try to stand up for myself next time!'

'Fighting, gurl!'

I quickly looked at the board before the teacher noticed us texting.

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"Okay, pretend that I'm the teacher, and I'm scolding you." Beomgyu suddenly stopped playing his guitar and decided.

"W-wait, what?"

"Well, I've been thinking, if you don't stand up for yourself, the teachers would be able to control you with fear. So, I want to help you by doing this little role play. Now, come on!" he excitedly stood up and smiled. Gosh, he looks so innocent...

"But what about your song writing?"

"What about it? I finished already. Just need a little more practice. Now, stand up, y/n!" he commanded playfully. I did what he said.

And after 5 minutes of arguing, he won.

"Woah, that was intense... Don't worry, you'll get it the next time!" he cheered, patting me on the head. Then he resumed playing his guitar with a smile. Oh god, he's so adorable when he smiles.

He didn't see it, but I blushed after he patted my head. It felt like a jolt of electricity just went into my brain. It felt...good. I remained blushing the entire time I read my book.

Beomgyu... I think, I like you...

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"Hey there, my happy little angel... Who are you looking at?" Nikki teased me as I was smiling while staring off to the space... No, I lied. Staring at...him.

"Uuu, so my little y/n likes Beomgyu now, huh?" she said as she nudged me with her elbow.

"N-no I don't! What makes you say that?" I asked.

"Well, you two seems close, and I see the way you looked at each other..." Nikki suddenly got sad after saying that.

"Hey, hey. Don't worry! I bet you'll find someone soon!" I tried to cheer her up.

"Y/n... Be happy okay? Don't be sad and do what you want to do..." she sobbed.

Do what you want to do... Can I?

"Of course." We hugged when the bell rang. Then we ran off to our class.

Do what I want to do... Should I?

Then I got a text from Nikki. Wow, such an extra...

'Confess to him while you still can girl ;)'

Yeah... I should.

_

I got to know him for a couple of months that passed by. Somehow, we trusted each other with our life stories and none of us told anyone about it. He treated me as if I was the only girl in his world. Him that can be innocent and mischievous, that can be cute and handsome almost at the same time.

Him that I fell for.

My heart beated so fast as I ran upstairs towards our place. He should be there.

But when I got to the place, he wasn't.

What? But he's usually here by now...

Then I heard guitar strumming from the distance.

Beomgyu.

I picked up my pace as I headed towards the music room. As expected, it was surrounded by people. Mostly girls, squealing and freaking out.

However, I got a glance inside from the small window on the door. And there, I saw him with his members. And someone I least expected.

Miri.

I thought for a second. Why would she be there, with them? But one reason made sense. The one reason I was scared of.

Are they... dating?

My heart broke into a billion pieces as tears started to fall down my cheeks. I couldn't bear the pain of the fact that Beomgyu, the one person I care about the most, my first love, was already in love with someone else.

I quickly walked away from the music room, not caring who I would bump into, or who would see me in my worst state. I just needed to go somewhere else in that moment. Somewhere I could be alone, crying out my feelings.

"Hey hey, where are you going?" Nikki stopped me behind the gates before I got out.

"I-i want to go... Please let me go Nikki!" I cried, without looking at her.

"C'mon." she said as she grabbed my hand and walked out of the gates, the security not even caring.

"Wh-where are you taking me?" I asked as she kept on walking, dragging me along.

"Just keep walking." she snapped, continued dragging me without saying a word.

A couple of minutes later, we got to the pier.

"Wh-what are we doing here..."

"You remember. We did everything here. We met here, we celebrated our birthday here, we get away from our troubles here."

"Oh yeah, I remember. It's been too long." I said, touched by the memories we had here. I held back my tears, not about to cry again.

"And you remembered another thing that happened here..." she reminded, smirking.

"My...first kiss in the kissing booth... I kissed someone but when I opened my blindfold, he was gone." I admitted, blushing hard.

"I never told you... But it was Beomgyu that kissed you..." she doubtfully told me.

"Wait, what?"

"Well, when I saw his face when he looked back at you, I knew that it was him. But I didn't tell you because you'd say that it was a long time ago and you wouldn't want to talk about it." she went on.

"I-i didn't know..." I gulped nervously, knowing what she would say next.

"Look, y/n. I care about you a lot. I know you inside out. I also know that what you have with Beomgyu is special. And as your best friend, I know you like him and he likes you back. So I suggest you to talk to him about this. I don't know what would happen but I bet it will be something good." she adviced as she held me in her arms and sat on an old-looking bench.

"Th-there was Miri inside the music room." I clarified, tears threatening to escape my eyes.

"Wait, what?" she gasped.

"Yeap."

"There must be a misunderstanding." she denied, trying to comfort me.

"Even though there is, he hasn't explained to me about anything. And I can't accept that!" I started to cry again.

"Well, I'm sure it will turn out to be fine." she comforted, wiping out my tears.

"I hope." I sighed.

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Days passed, and I haven't been to the place. I was too hurt to even go there. Too much memories were there.

"Y/n?" Beomgyu appeared in front of my desk.

"Y/n, please talk to me." he begged. I ignored.

"Y/n?"

"Hey Beomgyu, what are you doing talking to a loser? She clearly doesn't want to talk to you." Miri suddenly called out to him.

He sighed and walked away.

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It was almost class, and I decided to study beforehand. I looked for my books under my desk when I felt something unfamiliar.

I took it, and it was a really cute notebook, with some flowers and stars on it. Then I realized.

Beomgyu's lyric book.

I was a little startled. What was it doing there? Then a sudden urge came out.

No. Don't, y/n.

I opened it to see the songs TXT sang before. But one song caught my attention.

'Waiting for you at platform 9 ¾ (Run away)'

I read further.

I think everyone is happy except me
It hurts to laugh more than to cry
Even if I try to bear it every day
That's not good, now I need your hands

At that time, when tears come
Hold my hand tight, shall I run away?
Hidden 9 and 3/4
We can go together

Bibbidi Bobbidi Train is leaving
Bibbidi Bobbidi Our Magic Island

After this tunnel
After I open my eyes
Dreams become reality

Be my eternity, call my name
Run away, run away, run away with me
At the end of the world forever together
Run away babe, answer me

Tell me yes no
Don't wanna stay now now go
If you and me are together
Tell me yes no
Don't wanna stay now now go
Take me now to the magic of us

I don't, I don't wanna wake up
My cane is an alarm breaker
We swim in space
Become two tail stars, bungee
It's okay, don't be afraid
We are together

When this night is about to end
Rewind watch now rewind
Forbidden pranks and this magic hour
Blue flame spark

Sky magic circle, I want to paint the classroom
Summon spells connect me with you
When you open your eyes through this tunnel
Dreams become reality

Be my eternity, call my name
Run away, run away, run away with me
At the end of the world forever together
Run away babe, answer me

Tell me yes no
Don't wanna stay now now go
If you and I are together, we run on the sky
Tell me yes no
Don't wanna stay now now go
Take me now to the magic of us

On a dark night under the stairs
The moment I saw you, magic started
Let's make a spell with your tears
Don't cry again

Oh oh be my eternity, call my name
Run away, run away, run away with me
At the end of the world forever together
Run away babe, answer me

Tell me yes no
Don't wanna stay now now go
If you and me are together
Tell me yes no
Don't wanna stay now go (take it)
Take me now to the magic of us

I cried as I read it. That was how I exactly feel after all these years in high school.

And platform 9¾. From Harry Potter, which was the book I've been reading. My favourite book so far.

And in the last line, he wrote something that made me cried more.

Inspired by y/n.

The bell rang that distracted me from my feelings for a while.

Beomgyu...

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I ran for my life when class finished. I ran and ran, knowing he would be there, waiting for me at our secret place. Our platform 9¾.

I surged forward, climbing the never-ending stairs. When I got there, he wasn't there. My heart shattered knowing that I lost him. I cried my heart out, falling down to the floor. I lost him for good.

"Y-y/n?" a voice called out. I instantly recognized the voice. I looked up.

"B-beomgyu?"

"I thought you'd never come back." he said while sitting down next to me on the floor.

"Well, I-i'm here." I said as I wiped my tears.

Then he suddenly hugged me, trying to comfort me with his warmth. I soon fell for it, putting my head on his chest. His fast heartbeat was like a melody to me. Then I recalled.

"I-is this true?" I asked as I showed his lyric book to him, breaking out of his hug. His eyes widened.

"Y-you weren't supposed to see tha-"

"Is! This true?" I interrupted him.

"Y-yes." he said in defeat.

"Y-you never said anything."

"Well, I didn't want to ruin our friendship." he smiled, blushing hard and scratching his head.

"Look, y/n. I'm sorry. I should've said something when I wanted to practice the new song in the music room. I didn't know you'd be this sad without my presence." he chuckled.

"You know it's not that." I firmly said.

"Well, even though Miri's a bully, she's the best music producer I could find in this school, since no teacher would help us." he explained, sadness in his eyes. He sighed.

"God, I didn't know. I'm sorr-"

"You didn't do anything wrong, y/n. It was me. I'm the one that is supposed to be sorry." he said, pleading for apology as he looked deeply into my eyes.

"I like you, y/n. And I made the biggest mistake by hurting you."

I flinched in shock. I blushed hard, my heart beating faster than it ever could. For the first time in my life, I felt...happy.

"So!"

He looked at me, looking utterly confused.

"You made a mistake, and you just did the greatest apology speech, ever made." I joked. He chuckled.

"You listened to me at my worst, you noticed what books I read, you made a song that was inspired by me, and you kissed me without even telling me." I summarized, smiling ear to ear.

"W-wait, you knew?" he stammered, his eyes wide in shock.

"Well, Nikki just told me. I didn't know it was you until she told me." I said. He sled over, getting closer to me.

"So you know how badly I want to do that again." he smirked, our faces just a centimeter away.

"Be my guest." I replied, smiling.

He slowly leaned in, and so did I.

When our lips touched, the butterflies in my stomach instantly flew around, making my feelings flutter. The kiss was soft and tender, slow and lovely, making me the happiest girl alive. When we parted, we were catching our breaths.

"You wanna know something?"

"Hmm?"

"This kiss was better than the one we had in the kissing booth..." he stated, blushing.

"That's true."

"Wait."

He went out of my grasp as he reached out for something in his pocket.

"Wait, what are you doing?" I playfully scolded as he took a picture of me.

"What do you think? I want you and our secret place to be a beautiful memory I'd never forget." he cheered, putting down his camera. We laughed.

He leaned in again, this time the kiss full of passion. I melted into his kiss. This second first kiss I'd never forget.