Living with BTS (A Bangtan Fanfiction)

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You started to walk along the corridor, following some people that were rushing their butt towards their first course.

You checked on the paper, time to time, to see where you were heading.

"Yo. Is that map leads to a treasure? It's right in front of your eyes baby" a guy said, opening his arms to you with a cheeky smirk while his friend, beside, was chuckling discretely.

You stared at him. "No. Where you stand, there's a big ole rat drawn. Now, I understand why." You looked down on your paper and lifted your gaze to meat his, all in sass.

"What?! Let me see!" The guy came closer in one step and got a peek of your map. He let the paper go and looked over you. He seemed so offended that there was actually no rat drawn on it. "Alright, alrighty. I see how it is" the boy added. His friend came closer and started to pull on his arm, still laughing. "I will find you, new girl! You've started a WAR!" He yelled the last part since he was getting farther away from were you were standing as his friend was pulling him.

You stayed there for a minute, wondering what just happened. You couldn't find an answer, so you just shrugged your shoulders and continue to advance.

Two minutes later, you finally arrived in front of a closed door: the maths class had already begun. You hesitated to knock. When you were feeling ready to affront every staring eyes, you saw two big doors from the corner of your eyes.

You walked to them and pushed on one door. It was the school's library. You gave a little smile to the woman that was standing behind a counter. She didn't smiled back so you looked away and made your smile fade away awkwardly.

You wandered around the variety of books, one by one, forgetting that you actually were supposed to be in class. You came across one that was interesting you. When you pulled it out of the bookshelf, five other books felt on the floor, causing loud noises. And of course, the bigger hit your head before it smooched your toes at the end of its fall.

You screamed in silence and pain. You started to jump around and hit once again your head on a shelf.

With all of the disturbance you were causing, the librarian started to walk in your way.

You saw her coming when you lifted your head. Her bad temper was scaring you, so you walked fast to the next aisle. You noticed that she fastened her steps since she saw you moving behind the bookshelves.

You made a lot of turn here and there and finally got out of the library, escaping that severe cold blooded woman.

After that adventure, it was time for you to go to class. Actually, it was time 45 minutes ago.

You gathered your lonely self in front of the door and knocked. "Enter" a female voice shouted through the door. She sounded annoyed for being interrupted in the middle of her lesson.

You shyly opened the door and as you were expecting, every single pair of eyes present in this room was looking at you and your red puffy cheeks.

"Um... sorry I'm late" you apologized to the teacher, ignoring all of the students' gazes.

"Are you (Y/N)?" the woman standing in front of the board asked as she approached her desk.

"Mhm" you nodded.

"Well come in, take a seat. People, this is (Y/N). She will join our class for the rest of the semester" she informed her pupils before smiling to you. She seemed nice.

You sat in the back where one seat was still available. You wish you could have the one right next to the window so you could have observed the nature in your own little bubble for the rest of the course, but the only one left was completely at the opposite.

The only thing you could do now was to listen and take notes. You could sleep. You thought of it. But regarding the fact that you were a new student and an hour late, the idea of sleeping in the class was less tempting.

You had a boring day. You ate alone since everyone was moving tables whenever you were sitting down. It was like receiving a fist in the stomach every time people were going away from you.

Some of the students, majority were girls, were talking about you behind you back. You had no idea what they were saying, but every time you were crossing their gaze, they were looking away in a hurry, trying to 'act natural'. Anyway, you let that weird situation behind and went home directly after the last class was over.

As you were expecting — and as they told you — BTS we not there yet. You took the benefit of being alone to turn up the volume of your mini speaker and started to dance around and jump on the furniture.

You danced your way to the kitchen and searched in the high cabinets. You took out a big bag of chips and continued to jump around while eating.

At one moment, Fire changed to Butterfly so you sat down at the right spot that you were standing and listened to the lyrics. You then started to cry loudly while filling your mouth with chips. You were a mess.

After a couple of songs, your energy was all gone. You were laying on the floor mumbling the words that you didn't even know when you finally decided that it was time to do homework.

You got up and installed your books on the kitchen table. You looked at the first question of your History homework. "Oh boy..." you stared at the piece of paper for two minutes.

With nothing coming up in your mind, you just closed your book and lay back in the chair. "I can't do this... Mind as well becoming a stripper!...ehh no. I'm too...'potato' for that..." you sighed.

A few hours later, the door carefully opened. The head of your cousin peeked in the doorway and smiled when it saw you staring.

BTS entered the dorm. They were all tired from their practice, but still showed happiness towards you.

"You finished your homework yet?" Namjoon asked you as he ruffled your head.

You tossed his hand and nodded. "Yes, all done" you lied.

"(Y/N)-ah must be a genius! Just like her cousin" Jimin commented as he were pouring himself a glass of water.

You laughed awkwardly. "Hey! I'm the real genius here!" Yoongi announced loudly.

"What happened in 1987 in South Korea?" you questioned him in a snap of a finger. He stared at you with wide eyes. Suga then pouted his lips while he was thinking.

"An important event? The June Struggle" he answered.

You gave him a wide smile, somewhat sly. Yoongi shrugged his shoulders with a smile, proud of himself, but playing it cool.

"You made friends today?" Namjoon asked you.

"Yeah..." you lied again.

"That's great! We knew it!" Taehyung made you spin in the air, expressing his rectangle grin.

When he put you down, you said goodnight to each one of them and went to bed. You felt too bad about lying to them for such a stupid thing.

You only wished that they could see the truth through your eyes.

Hello people that are reading my story. I apologize for not updating my work more often. I don't have a good excuse. Please forgive me >.<"

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