Who's under the hoodie

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Y/n POV

I wave to taehyung, pay my bus fare, and take a seat since the bus isn't too crowded. I stare out the window as I wait for my stop. I take 2 buses. Soon enough, I see my stop coming up so I ring the bell. I step off, wishing the bus driver a nice day as I go. As I wait at my bus stop, I draw my laptop from my bag. I log in and check my assignments. I finish my math quickly and probably incorrectly, know the teacher only gives a grade for participation. We luckily didn't have homework for PE today. In English we had to read and annotate a short story. I've already finished most of it in class so I just decide to finish annotating now. I really, really hate annotating. For biology from yesterday, we had to illustrate a plant cell and label it. I finished that in study yesterday. For theology and philosophy, we had to review the slideshow from class. Eh, I'm not going to. The teacher won't know anyway. I've already finished all my homework from yesterday's classes. We had no homework for art, unless we didn't finish the portraits, then we'd have to facetime our partner to finish them. Luckily we finished in class. That reminds me. I should ask for his phone number tomorrow.