Promise · A BTS JiminXReader Texting AU (Well, kind of)

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Your P.O.V.

Jimin follows me out the door and downstairs, until we reach the car. He opens the car door for me, (what a gentleman), and walks to the back to stuff my suitcase in. And finally we're heading to the school.

As we stop at a stoplight, Jimin pulls his mask up, along with his hat, probably so that he wouldn't get recognized. The light turns green and Jimin steps on the gas pedal. He makes a turn onto the street that the school is on.

"Jimin, you can drop me off there," I said, pointing to a place by the front gates. He turns to look at me. "Are you sure? Because I can-"

I cut him off by shaking my head. "It's fine, really Jimin. I don't want anyone to notice you again. Just drop me off over there," I repeat. He gets the sign and pulls to a stop at where I pointed at.

"Thanks Jimin." I smile at him and turn to open the door. "Wait," he calls. I pause and turn back to look at him. "Um, never mind. Have a good day at school, Y/n. And stay safe," he says, shaking his head. I nod and salute, before turning and opening the door. I slam the door shut and give a wave before walking into the school gates.

"Well, why are you happy today? You seem to be in a good mood."

I stop, letting my smile disappear. 'Ugh, not her again', I think to myself with an eye roll.

"What do you want?" I turn and no other than the devil herself, is standing in front of me with her squad. I eye her out and snicker.

"What are you trying to be? A boy magnet? Your shirt and shorts can practically be your undergarments."

She scowls and flicks her hair.

"Well, at least I don't look like you, hm?" Lee Cha-Eun scoffs, making a few of her minions snicker and laugh behind her.

"Whatever. I'm leaving." I turn to walk away but she grabs my wrist to stop me.

"Not so fast, Y/n. We aren't finished yet." She squeezes my hand, digging her nails into my wrist, making me squirm. "What the hell?! What the hell have I done to you?!" I yell in frustration and push her away. She loses her balance and falls back onto the floor.

Cha-Eun gasps and looks up at me through her messed up hair. "You did not just do that." She gets up rubbing her now sore butt, sending me a glare and walks away with her friends.

'What a butthole!' Is what I think to myself, as I stomp into the school.

"Y/n? Why do you look so mad?"

I look up and see Jennie closing her locker.

"Oh, nothing. Just the butthole," I shrug. She snickers and puts her books into her bag.

"Oh yeah? I bet you got her angry as well?"

I nod and loop our arms together. She leads us to the rooftop, which is practically our 'spot' by now. No one ever really hangs out up here, other than school staff and the student council. But they're only 'patrolling'. That's it.

We sit on a bench that looks over the entrance of the school, right behind the railing.

I sigh and drop my bag onto the floor, then lean onto the railing.

"You look stressed," Jennie said. She puts her bag down next to her and sits. "Is it because you have to live with seven other boys now?" I nod.

"That's exactly right," I point out. I turn away from the sky and look at Jennie, who's squinting at the crowd below us. My eyebrows arch. What is she doing?