BTS Imagines 3

Yoongi ♡ Familiar | Vampire AU

Shoutout to celestial_nyx_ for suggesting this idea to me. It was too good to pass up!

Please do not read/interact if you're not 14+

Word count: 3,784

"These schedules are so confusing." You muttered, scanning the page.
After roaming the earth for centuries, you figured you might as well do something to pass the time and perhaps do something you hadn't done in decades, so you enrolled in college, the very same one you had gone to back in the 1830s.

You were aghast at all the students walking around on campus. Back when you first attended the college there were only about 50 students, now it was five times that amount, perhaps even more. And that wasn't the only thing that changed, instead of one single building there were multiple, each one created for a different major. You were overwhelmed to say the least. So much had changed and navigating your way around campus was already proving to be difficult.
"English 100." You murmured.
According to the schedule, that was your first class of the day. Your index finger dragged across the paper to the location of the class.
BUILDING: ENG
CLASSROOM: 12
Your eyes swept the campus for a few moments, spotting the English building, heading directly for it. Once inside, you began your search for your classroom, following the numbers on the wall until you arrived at 12.
"At last." You huffed, stepping into the room.

A few students had already gathered inside, having been seated at their desks. Your eyes scanned the room, choosing to sit closer to the back, as you weren't exactly comfortable in the unfamiliar setting.

While waiting for class to start, you busied yourself by pulling out your notebook, pencil, and textbook in preparation for the day's lesson. As you laid out your supplies, you caught movement in your peripherals that grabbed your attention.
Stepping into the classroom was a dark-haired man, his lengthy locks going down to his shoulders. He donned a black hoodie and a dark pair of baggy pants with white sneakers. With him he carried a notebook and a pencil, nothing more. There was something about him that grabbed your attention, your eyes following him until he sat directly beside you.
He seemed to not pay any mind to you at first, leaning back in his seat while staring ahead at the marker board.
You knew you were staring and yes it was weird but you couldn't seem to look away—this man was captivating. When he finally turned to meet your gaze, you blinked a few times, startled.

He gave a half smile. "You nervous?"
"Pardon?"
"You nervous?" He repeated.
"Oh." You swallowed, tearing your eyes away from him. "Yes. It's my first semester."
"Ah." He nodded. "I've been there."
"You have?"
He nodded. "This is my second semester here. Trust me, you get the hang of things."
"That's reassuring." You smiled softly.
A beat of silence passed before he spoke.
"I'm Yoongi, by the way."
"I'm Y/n."
"It's nice to meet you." He gave you a gentle smile.
Though you wanted to keep talking to him, you couldn't, as your teacher had entered the room and was preparing to start class.

To your surprise, it was a fairly easygoing class. Your teacher explained what would happen throughout the semester as well as what to expect in terms of assignments, homework, and class work. You knew college had changed a lot over the last few centuries, but this atmosphere was very casual.
"What class do you have next?" Yoongi had asked after first period came to an end.
You looked down at your schedule, trying your best to decipher it.
"History 101."
"Me too. We could walk there together and I can give you a little tour of the campus."
"That would be great."
You felt relief after Yoongi offered to walk with you to your next class. This campus was a labyrinth to you and without some assistance, there was no telling how long it would take for you to locate all of your classes.