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Hey Guys! It's Ao. I'm gonna put the ideas up for references and for credit :) Thank you Galaxy_Swirl for the Idea :) I'm gonna try my best to work with it and hopefully, my work satisfies what you were looking for :)
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High school was nothing better than what you had ever thought it to be. Well besides that, there was only one reason why you liked going to school; Someone who is one of your good friends that was your crush. His name is Jimin.
You guys went to school together ever since grade school. You used to pick on him a lot for not doing his work and being dumb but that was just Jimin. You never thought that over the years, you would start to like him. Even if it meant him not being smart with his decisions which made him look cute and stupid. Sometimes, it's what makes it more fun to live.
Out of the friend group you guys had, you were one of the smartest but learned to lean back and chill. You family would get on you since your grades started to slip over the past few years but your response was, "It's getting hard for me and I'm stressed." Jimin got on you for that too. You did your work but sometimes, you just needed a break.
It was spring break. You were ready to kick into gear and head out for a little vacation before you came back. School was odd and you only had five days of free time to yourself. So you spent four of those days out of town. You traveled to (Country or State), got some nice things from the stores as a souvenir, and came home. After the long fun four day trip, you hated that you had to go back to school.
-_-Morning, brought to you by Jimin eating all your food!-_-
"(Y/N)! Your grades came in the mail." You hear your eomma call. "You need to come down now."
You were afraid that your eomma would see it. You groaned and put your head under your pillow because she just kept bickering on.
"(Y/N) if you don't come down, I swear I'm taking your phone for a whole grading quarter." Your eomma yelled.
"Oh my god, I'm coming." You groaned.
You started to get dressed. You couldn't decide on what to wear hence you didn't know what to wear. You felt like wearing a pair of joggers with a baggy T-Shirt but your school wouldn't allow you to. You had to wear a uniform. Something you weren't always comfortable with.
"Which one should I swear though?" You asked out loud. "Black, white, or blue?"
"What are you doing?" Your appa asked as he knocked on your door.
"Looking for a school outfit." You replied.
"Wear the white collard shirt with the blue skirt. It looks more professional." Your appa said. "Listen, can you get your grades up?"
