kdrama // park jimin ✔️

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jaynie

"did you hear? there's a new kid coming today." i hear someone whisper on my left.

i perked up. there hasn't been anyone new to this school in ages. at least, not that i know of.

"yeah, i heard they're pretty cute, too." some girl whispered back.

"what? i thought it was a girl." i hear the other scoff.

"if it's not a hot guy, i'm so leaving."

i roll my eyes. so many people are so blind to the true beauty of living.

i do kinda hope it's a cute—

no. jimin is my cute guy, i don't need—

if he looks like park hyungsik imma flip out.

NOT. I AM NOT GOING TO FLIP OUT BECAUSE I HAVE A BOYFRIEND WHO LOOKS LIKE A WORK OF ART WHoa— who is that hunk of beauty oh my...

a boy, around our age, steps through the doorway. his presence was timid, yet bold. whispers erupt the moment he comes in.

the whispering obviously makes him uncomfortable, and i see his hand clutch the straps of his backpack tighter as his eyes roam the classroom for an empty seat.

"just sit anywhere." the teacher murmurs in boredom. "oh, class this is taehyun."

he waves shyly.

oh my—my heart, my heart is— aH it's beating out of my chest he's adorable.

"over here!" i find myself calling out without thinking.

taehyun smiles gratefully and sets his bag on the seat beside mine.

"h-hi, i'm tae-taehyun." he mumbles, looking down and smiling.

"jaynie." i greet, putting my hand in the air to initiate a high-five. he looks up at my hand and tilts his head in confusion.

i reach out and tug his wrist lightly, leading his palm up to meet my own in midair.

"a high-five," i explain. "five fingers, up high."

taehyun nods with eyes wide in amazement. "high-five." he repeats. then he seems to think for a moment. "wait...but isn't five and five, ten?"

i pause. "it's...it's an american thing."

"ah." he nods in understanding.

"hi~ hey who's this?" a blue-haired male walks onto the scene, slamming his books onto the desk and sitting on my desk.

"a new kid? oooo hi i'm taehyung!" he puts his hand out to shake, flashing a box smile.

"h-hi taehyung i, i'm taehyun." taehyun greets politely, shaking his hand.

taehyung looks confused. "taehyung...taehyun..." he mumbles, staring out into the distance and continuing to shake taehyun's hand.

"let go of him, you're scaring the child." jin says, karate-chopping their hands apart.

hoseok looks around.

"jin, you're not even in this class, why are you here?"

"i heard about the fresh meat and decided i would—" he karate-chops the air. "cut it up."

taehyun's expressionis one of fear. "c-cut it?"

"not literally," i chuckle, patting him on the back. "don't worry, he's kidding. i'd kill him before he got to you." i say, glaring at the oldest. he quickly gets the notion before bowing to the teacher and leaving swiftly.

"free period." the teacher calls, scrolling on his phone and eating potato chips.

"alright!" hoseok fist pumps.

"since we have time, let's play a game!" i say, motivated.

"i thought you'd say, 'let's get to know each other', but a game sounds good too." taehyun says, grinning.

"since everyone is in agreement," i say without taking anyone's opinion, "we'll play...drumroll please..." taehyung pats his desk excitedly. "...hide and seek!"

"in the classroom? there's nowhere to hide." taehyun points out.

"mr. john!" i call. the old man looks up. "can we go play hide and seek in the school?"

"yeah, just don't get caught by any staff or i'm telling them you snuck out."

"ok!"

"we're set." i confirm, nodding to taehyun.

"i-i don't want to get caught on my first day..."

"you're new, we'll say you got lost. if you want to, you can back out now, no pressure. i promise we won't be mad. we can play four corners in here." i say, smiling up at him.

"can we—"

taehyun doesmt have a chance to fully respond as the door opens with a slam, a panting park jimin bursting into the room.

murmurs circle as he makes his way towards us after greeting the teacher, who looks away in nonchalance.

"i brought you a lunch." he chips cutely, thrusting a bento box into my hands and giving me a quick kiss on the forehead. "gotta get to class, see you guys later!" he waves at us before heading out. it seemed as if he hadn't even noticed taehyun.

"sorry, what were you saying?" i ask taehyun, a smile on my lips as i put the bento in my bag.

"let's play hide-and-seek." he states, determination on his face.

"i call seeker! and i call hobi." taehyung arises, shrieking.

"we do groups of two to avoid conflict with teachers." i explain when taehyun asked why taehyung claimed a hobi. "also, that's hoseok, we call him hobi sometimes." i point at said boy who does a heart pose, radiating light.

suddenly taehyung and hoseok put their heads down on the desks, counting down from 60.

"ah! gotta go!" i say, grabbing the new kid's wrist for the second time today and leading him out the door at a sprint.

"don't worry, i know exactly where to hide."

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will these things happen to me too?