Annyonghasayo everyone!

Easeo wa~! First time with Eunhee? x3

I hope you all enjoy! I usually won't write anything like this at the beginning, I'll usually have a note at the end ^-^

This will most likely be in Jungkook P.O.V, so im not ganna put that on there unless the P.O.V is ganna change.

Disclaimer: I don't own Bangtan. ;~; (*pretend this is on every page -u- I'm lazy, okay? XD)

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"At the blink of an eye, I went to grade 2, Pulling on my chains again, cause time flowing fast."

"Go on Junkook, don't be shy!" My heart thumps in my chest I look to the front of the car, shaking my head quickly. "Yoongi help me here." I watch as my mom sighs, nudging my half asleep dad with his elbow. Yoongi glances over a Seokjin, before turning around in his seat and looking back at me.

"Jungkook, you'll be fine. Now get out of this car before I have to drag you out." My eyes widened, knowing he'd totally do that. I scramble out of the car, dragging my dark red and black bookbag with the 'BTS' symbol on front out with me. I shut the door and stand by the passenger window as my mom reaches over and rolls the window, my dad already half asleep again.

"Have fun, Jungkook!" He says, sniffing, a smile on his face and some tears in his eyes. "Oooo. My little baby boy going to his last year of high school in a new school, being all brave! Your growing up too fast! Co'mere you!" I lean in the window hugging Seokjin as he squeezes me half to death.

"E-eomma...c-can't...b-breath..." I choke out. He pulls away, smiling apologetically, before nudging Yoongi. Yoongi opens an eye, before half hugging me as I hug him fully. I pull myself out of the window, fixing my bookbag.

"Saranghae Eomma, saranghae Appa," I say, as my parents smile.

"We love you too, Jungkook. We'll see you when you get home, baby boy. Remember in a few days you move into the school dorms," Seokjin says, before rolling up the windows. I wave at them as the car pulls out of the parking lot. Turning towards the front gates of the school, I watch nervously as students file into the school yard. It was a bit past halfway through the year, and my parents decided to move to Seoul from Busan, having me attend Bangtan Academy. It seems a bit odd to be starting school on a Friday and not a Monday but...oh well. I walk slowly past the gates, looking around nervously. Suddenly I am half tackled, almost knocked to the ground by someone a few inches smaller then me.

"YOU LISTEN TO BANGTAN TOO?" I hear the person say, and I look down to see a slightly shorter boy hugging me tightly, his eye-smile really big.

"Ah...y-yes..." I stutter, shocked. Another boy comes over and pulls the smaller boy off me, whacking him on the head.

"Park Jimin, you don't just go and hug random people," he says, as the boy I'm guessing is Jimin fixes his black hair.

"Aw...Hyung..." He whines, but the older boy turns to me, looking down at me, a large smile on his face.

"Hello! Good to see another A.R.M.Y! I'm Hoseok, and this little miget-" the boy reaches over and ruffles the smaller boy's hair again. "-is Chim Chim." The other boy huffs, before standing in front of me again.

"What grade are you in? How old are you? What's your name? Who's your Bangtan Bias?" Jimin asks, as Hoseok rolls his eyes.

"Ah...Jungkook-inmida...17...Senior...the Maknae..." I stutter, still a bit off from being hugged so suddenly by someone I don't know.

"YAHOO SOMEONE YOUNGER THEN ME! I am now your hyung!" Jimin says, crossing his arms triumphantly. Hoseok chuckled, shaking his head.

"Come on, Jungkook. We'll take you to the office." Hoseok says, leading me to the front doors.

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I come out of the office, walking over to where my new friends were waiting. I hold up my paper, before saying, "My homeroom is 247, locker 543." Jimin clapped his hands excitedly.

"That's our home room! Come on, lets show you your locker!" Jimin says, grabbing my wrist before dragging me down one of the multiple hallways, shoving past people. Hoseok chuckled, slowly following us. I laugh slightly, liking Jimin's excitement. We slow down as we approach a large crowd of girls, surrounding a certain pink haired boy with a lollipop in his mouth that was trying to push past them all. The boy is looking around the girls, trying to find an opening.

"Oppa~! I brought you chocolate!"
"Oppa! Can you sing for us please?"
"Oppa~~ Wae don't you talk to us?!"

I nudge Jimin, pointing at the pink haired boy in the center, asking, "Who's that?" Jimin, who was looking for my locker number, glances over at the boy, before continuing his search.'

"That's Taehyung. He is basically the most popular guy in school, even though he doesn't hang out with anyone, or talk much." Hoseok puts an arm around my shoulder, looking at Taehyung.

"I don't get wae he's so popular though, mainly with the girls, but I've heard boys have crushed on him as well. I swear every girl has a crush on him, but he doesn't pay in no mind. I mean, he's kinda good looking, his voice and dance skills are good, don't get me wrong, it just doesn't make sense...okay a little sense...he does have that...mysterious bad boy thing that girls seem to go for, and when he does talk, the girls tend to faint so...yeah." Hoseok lets go of my shoulders and starts helping Jimin look for my locker as I continue watching Taehyung. The pink haired boy looks at me for a second, our gazes locking. My mouth parts slightly, and it seems as if time has froze. His perfect hair that falls over his eye brows that is black on the sides with pink down the middle, flawless face, full lips, mysterious eyes, everything about him was...perfect. Before I even knew it, our gazes separated and he disappeared, same goes for the crowd. A hand moves up and down in front of my face and I blink, returning reality as I turn to look over at Jimin and Hoseok, who were staring at me. We were the only ones left in the once full hallway. A dark grin covered Jimin's face as he looked up at me.

"Looks like someone likes the cotton-candy ice cream head~!"Jimin says, in a singsong like voice. My ears feel hot as Hoseok and Jimin laugh.

"I do not! I just...I zoned out..." I stutter, feeling more heat creep up my neck. Jimin laughed before dragging me over to a locker that Hoseok opened.

"Whatever you say, lover boy~ Here's your locker!" I press my lips together embarrassed, before pulling my notebooks for the next few classes out of my bookbag and setting my book bag inside. After shutting my locker, Jimin and Hoseok lead the way to our class, me silently trailing behind, thinking about that boy. He's so...cute...WAIT! Jungkook what are you saying? Your not gay! I shake my head looking around, realizing Hoseok and Jimin had stopped. "Here we are!" Jimin says happily. before strutting in with Hoseok. I stand in the doorway, silently as the teacher scolds Hoseok and Jimin for being late.

"Sorry, we were helping the new kid," Hoseok says, as he and Jimin sit in their seats. The teacher turns towards the doorway, seeing me standing there.

"Ah, you must be the new student the office told me about. I am Mr. Ji-yong, but you can Mr. Ji shorten it to if you would like," the teacher says, smiling calmly at me. He motions me to come inside, and I take a few steps past the door, turning towards the students.

"Annyonghasayo, Jungkook-inmida! P-please take care of me," I say, shyly. The teacher smiles again, putting a hand on my shoulder.

"Great! Jungkook, how about you take a seat...over there by Taehyung." My gaze looks over to where the teacher was pointing, and I feel my ears get hot. Sitting next to the window in the last row was the pink-haired boy in all his glory - looking bored out of his mind. I nod slightly, slowly walking down the aisle, clenching my books. I walk past Jimin, who raises his fist slightly, doing the 'Hwaiting' gesture. I glare at him, before walking to the back and quickly sitting beside Taehyung. "Now, let us continue. You see Y should equal..." The teacher goes on about math as I organize my things, trying not to look at the handsome boy next to me. I put all but one of my notebooks under my chair, and pull out a pencil. I feel a light tap on my shoulder, and turn to see Taehyung a few inches away from my face. My eyes widen in shock, a little gasp coming out of my mouth. At this distance, I could smell the vanilla of his shampoo, and the smell of artificial cherry on his breath. I see his lips move, but I hear nothing.

"W-what?"

"I said, can I borrow a pencil?" Taehyung says, and Hoseok was right about his voice. No wonder it makes girls faint, it's making me melt. Taehyung's voice was really deep, and slightly rough, leaving me dying on the inside. I don't think his voice could get any deeper, if it does I'll die, I think, nodding, before shakily giving him a pencil. "Thanks," he says, before turning back to his notebook. I stare at him a few seconds more before trying to focus on the teacher again.

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I quickly gather up my things, dragging Hoseok and Jimin out of the classroom and over to my locker.

"Woah, whats this all about?" Jimin says, fixing his sleeve whenever I let go. I opened my locker quietly, my cheeks turning pink.

"I-I just needed to get out of there...and you need to show me where t-to go next," I manage to stutter, putting my books inside while pulling out my music notebook. Hoseok chuckles.

"Well, I have to go to my Rapping class, so I'll see you guys later," he says, before disappearing. Oh great, one person gone, I think, before looking over at Jimin as I shut my locker.

"You can music class with me!" Jimin says, before dragging me down the hallway to our next class. Finally some time away from Kim Freaking Taehyung. I think, as Jimin lets go of me and walks into the room. I follow him, and wait for my teacher to assign my seat. As I walk down the aisle, I notice a familiar blob of pink hair. Taehyung doesn't look at me as I walk past; thankfully. I could already feel my face getting hot as I sat in the seat right behind Taehyung. I can hear Jimin chuckled from the seat to my right, across the aisle. I shoot a glare his way before focusing on the teacher, trying to ignore the pink ice cream head in front of me.

"Alright, today we will learn about Octaves," the teacher says, crossing his arms. "A person can hit many octaves, as long as they are in his or her voice range. For example, Taehyung, sing a scale as low as you can till as high as you can." I watch Taehyung sit up straight before hitting a really low note, sending shivers up my spine. His voice goes up, higher and higher. It surprises me, hearing his voice go up as high as it did. His last not is very forced, like a half scream, which sends a laughter around the room. He looks around, smiling slightly, my heart skipping a beat. The teacher shakes his head, smiling. Hm...I wonder if the teachers fall for his charm as well... I think, before listening to what the teacher says.

"Very good, Taehyung! Now Jimin, do the same." I watch as Jimin sits up and starts singing. His voice goes really really high, like, girl notes high. My eyes are wide open when he finishes. "Good! Now you all see, different people can hit different not-" suddenly a fire alarm goes off, making the girls squeal in surprise, and me jump out of my seat. "Oh great. Alright everyone, file out!" I watch as people stand out of their seats, covering their ears. I watch as some girls go to cling to Taehyung, but he automatic dodges. I loose sight of him as people shove past me, getting me confused on which was was what. I trip and stumble, almost faceplanting, until I feel strong arms wrap around my waist, catching me. I gasp slightly, shocked as the arms set me upright, and I feel someone hugging me from behind, leading me towards the door with the others. Jimin? I ask myself, before mentally shaking my head. No...this guy is my height. I decide to stay silent. Once we are outside and lined up, I feel the person let go of me. I turn around, my eyes widening in shock. The person that caught me was none other then Kim Taehyung. He wasn't looking at me, just staring off into space, his expression blank. I stare at the ground, blushing. Oh dear, I have it bad. I think, waiting for us to go back inside. After about 30 minutes, we are finally let back inside, just in time for lunch. I watch as Taehyung disappears, and Jimin reappears.

"Come on, Jungkook-ah! FOOOOOOD!" Jimin says, dragging me to the cafeteria, while I can't help but think about the way it felt to be in Taehyung's arms. Lunchtime consists of me staring into space while Hoseok and Jimin talk the whole time. As soon as the bell rings, I run out of the room, grab my stuff and head to class, before Jimin and Hoseok could even think. I sit in my seat, waiting for Taehyung to show up. Oh gosh what is happening to me, its just my first day of school and I've already fallen head over heels for someone. A BOY! How can this be? A beep send me out of my trance, and I look around.

"Kim Taehyung please report to the principles office."

Oh dear, he must have done something wrong. As the class files in, Jimin and Hoseok give me a strange look, before sitting in their seats as the teacher came in. As the teacher started teaching, I can't help but stare longingly out the window, thinking of Taehyung the rest of the day.

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After exchanging numbers with Hoseok and Jimin, I run to my eomma's car, hoping in the passengers seat.

"How was school, Sweetie~?" Seokjin asks, starting the car up. I calm my face down, and try to respond, calmly.

"It was fine."

"Good! Made new friends?"

"Yep. ...if it's okay, I'm really tired, can I take a quick nap?"

"Sure honey! It been a long day for you!"

(sorry, I'm loosing muse and am trying to write fast -n-)

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Whenever they get home, Jungkook quickly runs upstairs and changes out of his school uniform, and starts on his homework. After a bit, Seokjin calls for him cause dinner is ready. Jungkook sits there, poking at his food, daydreaming about Taehyung.

"Jungkook?" My head snaps up, seeing Seokjin and Yoongi staring at me. "I said your name about 5 times. What are you thinking about?" Yoongi says, and I feel my ears heat up.

"N-nothing!" Seokjin points at my ears.

"Nothing my rear! Your blushing!" I feel my face growing hot as my father chuckles.

"Come on, you can tell us." He says, and I sigh.

"Fine...I have a crush..." I cover my ears when Seokjin squeals.

"AW MY LITTLE BABY BOY HAS A CRUSH~~~~! Who is it? Boy or girl?" Seokjin ask, and I feel my face getting really red.

"Eomma~~~! Stawp...but...i-its a boy...his names Kim Taehyung..." I stutter out, and Seokjin squeals again. Yoongi shakes his head, chuckling at Seokjin. He turns and looks over at me.

"Wow, first day and already a crush." He leans in closer. "So...is he cute?" I cover my head with my hands.

"APPA~! OF COURSE HE IS! GR you guys are making me embarrassed, I'm going to my room!" I run out of the room and up the stairs, the sound of laughter fading behind me. I shut the door, and flop onto my bed. "Kim Taehyung wae must you be so cute?" I say out-loud, before curling up onto my bed and drifting to sleep.

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Sorry for the ending being so rushed, I was loosing my muse -n-

Well, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and come back again!

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Annyong!