A Butterfly's Wings | 박지민

십이

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"Hello everyone! I'm your substitute teacher for today, Ms. Kim couldn't make it, for she was sick. Because I'm the coolest substitute teacher in the world, this whole period is free time."

The whole class went into a lax kind've chaos.

Jimin and I don't sit next to each other, so he's across the room next to his friends. I think he's feeling a lot better after this morning.

I need to go pee.

I got up from my seat and exited the classroom. It was a university, but it looked and felt like highschool. The way the hallways were, how the classes were set up, it just felt like highschool again.

"Hey, you,"

I froze in my tracks. Who could possibly want to talk to me? Especially when I need to pee. I kept walking in hopes she wasn't talking to me.

"Yah, don't ignore me!" she said.

I felt a pair of hands on my back and suddenly fell face first into the ground. I tasted a metallic flavor in my mouth and brought my hands towards it.

"Why'd you push me? Now I'm bleeding!" I shouted.

"I heard you're the girl who Jimin partnered up with."

"So what? You gonna bully me now? I don't think this is highschool, deary." I smirked.

"I'm not gonna bully you," she said bending down to meet my face. Tall.

"I'm gonna hurt you. We're gonna hurt you so bad to the point you switch partners with Jiseul." she spat.

Jiseul? We? 

"I should've known. What? Your boss too scared to get her hands dirty and sent her lapdogs to come and kill me?" I snorted.

"We aren't gonna kill you! What part of that do you not understand?" another random voice popped.

About five more girls appeared from behind the person in front of me, all stalking me down. Why are they all so tall??

"Hello, Chae-eun."

I grimaced.

"Hello, Jiseul."

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**JIMIN POV**

"Hi, Jimin,"

"Hello, Hana. Is there something you need?" I asked.

"The sub asked me to drop off some papers to the addmisions office, and I was wondering if you could help me?" she said.

"Okay, are they too heavy?"

"Y-yeah.." she looked down at her feet and twirled her hair.

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"Why does university feel like highschool again?"

"I dunno." I replied.

Ever since we started walking, Hana has been asking different sorts of questions about different sorts of topics. I really didn't feel like talking to be honest.

"Ah!" 

I dropped the papers in time to help Hana from kissing the floor. I grabbed her by the arms and pulled her up.

"Are you okay?" 

"Y-yeah. Thank you." she smiled. It was cute.

But not as cute as my little peanut..