It was a day like any other. Okay, that sounded usual. Every day should be extraordinary. Correcting myself, it's a beautiful sunny day, sunnier than yesterday. Even today I was quite excited about school. Yesterday I saw in the roster, in front of the gyms, that there was a free dance room. I will be late from school, but finally I will have some time for myself. I have a lot of friends. I try to get along and help everyone, but sometimes I don't have the time to shut down my mind and do what I enjoy the most. Dancing. I like to invent all sorts of choreographies, combinations of movements. And actually... heh, I like to look at myself in the mirror.

No! I'm not a narcissist!

But I am pretty proud of my talent and of course a person better controls his motor skills, when he sees his reflection in mirror. As I am thinking of everything here now... I realized I managed to get out of bed to the bathroom and go back to my room. I pulled off the top of my blue-white striped pyjamas and opened the wardrobe with a bang.
So today it is still warm outside, although it is already September and the school started. I pulled a Puma T-shirt, I really love Puma, and jeans from my chair. On the way down the stairs I dressed. My mother was already speaking loudly at me from below.

I flew like rocket in to kitchen and kissed her on the cheek, "Beauuuutiful morning, Mom."
She was already leaving home, and she seemed to say something, but my sister interrupted her, "Are you wearing ragged jeans again?"
"Hoseok, sweetheart... you will be cold," my mum duck slightly, rubbing my knee, "When your joints catch a cold, you won't be able to dance."
"Don't worry," I gave her my sunshine smile, "Tae takes me to school by car."
"He is nice boy. Okay, I'm going, see you, darlings."
"Bye, mom," we replied together

After closing the door, the kitchen remained silent. I pulled out orange juice and fruit. I packed my favourite sweet brunch into my backpack and drank almost half of the juice. Great. I'll have nothing at school. All the time I felt my sister staring at me. She sat behind pale bar and looked at me doubtfully with a bowl of cereals.
"What are you doing?"
"When will Tae come?"
"I don't know, I haven't been on the messenger yet. Why?"
"I need a ride to the town."
"Take the bus. Or do a driver's license."

Sister is the only person I talk to this way. And she knows why. Actually, I'm the only one, who get these talks from her. And I also know why. But I don't discuss it. Our relationship has deteriorated in recent years. I rolled my eyes a little and turned on wifi on my phone.

7:12
Jung Hoseok
Morning
When will you come?

7:12
Kim Taehyung
Cao, I'm going out of the house. But I'm going to refuel
So ...
I do not know
Be 35 outside the house

7:12
Jung Hoseok
Ok I'll be there

"Can you listen me?!"
"What?"
"Will he take me or not?"
I sighed. If at least she said it in a milder tone. I glanced at her and ran upstairs because I forgot the knitted headband. I tapped sister's request to Tae. We were waiting outside the house for few minutes. I don't like silence. Actually, I hate it. I like noise. I was saved by Tae's silver car, which came out of the side street.

"Hiiii," sister enthusiastically sat in the front seat, and I automatically rolled my eyes.
"Hey," Tae's eyes greeted me in the rearview mirror.
He had them oddly shaped. In fact, he was all weird. Appearance and nature. I mean in good way of course. Thanks to this extraordinary look, he became a pure woman magnet. The biggest I've ever seen. Because of this, he was sometimes a little too self-confident, but otherwise he's a great guy. However, my mood deteriorated slightly. Instead of listening to my sister's and Tae's conversation, I looked out the window and enjoyed the leaves as they fell to the ground.

Dry. Tinted by multiple colors. I love every season. All of them have their charm. City district was not that pretty. Houses, roads, smog. Fortunately, the surroundings of our school are quite green. I study on Gwangju High School. It's a pretty big school. A lot of people know me here. Mainly because I go to local dance competitions and I usually win them. I already danced competitively for school, but I don't like pair dancing. My partners weren't used to being as motorized as I was. One of that girls was standing in front of the school and as soon as our car stopped, she was already racing with a group of friends.

"Good morning, girls," Tae smiled with his typical smirk and locked the car.
Truly said, I hurled from there. I greeted them and ran a little forward, looking somewhere in those groups of classmates. I thought I saw Namjoon. While my eyes could see if it was him, someone grabbed my shoulder.

"Oh, my God !" I shouted and turned with hand on my heart, "you scared me!"
"What?" the person spread his arms wide, "I didn't do anything."
"You scared me. I was thinking, just checking out for you."
"Weeell, sorry," Namjoon laughed, looking around, "Where's Tae? He wrote me in the morning that he was going to school with you."
I pointed my finger at a group of long-haired girl heads and Kim Taehyung between them. He crouched his face in smile strangely as only he knew it.
"How does he have so many babes around him?" Namjoon fixed his black cap.
"I can't quite answer you," I shrugged and looked at the huge clock above the entrance.)
It was time to go.

Kim Namjoon has been my classmate since I was seven. We've been friends for a loooong time, I can say…he is my best friend. In adolescence, around the age of fifteen, we had a bit of a bad time and we haven't talk for almost a year. We didn't quarrel, but we just took a bit a break. I needed it. It was good for us.
Now I walked beside him to the classroom for the first lesson and greets people around me. It was nice to see that people like me. I had a lot of nicknames at school. Hoseokie, Hobi, Sunshine or, most commonly, J-Hope. I really liked it.

I settled down comfortably in school desk. I always sit next to window so I can look outside when I get bored. Today I did not have much time to watch something, because the teacher came somewhat earlier. I quickly mute phone and hid it in my pocket.
Korean language. First lesson on Monday. I like my native language, but it's pretty exhausting. I don't like it as I should. I turned to Namjoon, who sat behind me and I almost laughed out loud. He always sleeps on Korean lessons. Well and then, we have it. His test results were alarming. On the other hand, if you heard his English. It's fucking amazing. I envy him totally.

The voice of the teacher who was discussing the subject matter was interrupted by the door. Of course, no one was expecting anyone other than Min Yoongi. He was weird. Not weird like Tae. He is one of the few people who didn't want to talk to me. Basically, he didn't talk to anyone. Normally when this person comes in, his delay is no longer resolved, and he just sits down. Even the teachers stopped getting angry with him. He came to classroom in average about twenty minutes after the start, but on the other point of view, he never fails test or whatever. I haven't seen worse than B for the whole high school.

Today, however, he stood in front of the closed door, and the entire classroom stared at him. He was dyed blond. I mean like…really, really bright blond. Contrast made by his dark eyebrows were strong, but it couldn't be said that it was terrible, as most people have. The path in his hair had a slightly shifted sideways and the bangs a bit overlapped his eye. This change looked pretty good.
His dark eyes were watching us and then he squeezed his lips and raised one eyebrow, striding toward his desk, which was in the middle row right ahead.

"What an awkward moment," I heard whisper from behind.
I just turned my head on side and nodded to Namjoon. He is sleeping all time, but when that weirdo silently runs in, he wakes up! He never misses something. The class continued as usual until my cellphone vibrated. I didn't want to tap it now, but after few minutes I took a little peek.

Tae
Dudeee, I have a new classmate and he loo...

I was curious what he was writing to me, but I held it until the end of the hour. The first Monday break is very short because the free five minutes will pass before I move on to biology. Luckily the desks here are inconspicuous for writing on mobile.

Tae
Dudeee, I have a new classmate and he looks like gayyyyy : D
Really, dude, when you see it
Pure gay : D: D

I turned on wifi, because Tae is able text through his wallet. Not every family can afford to spend so much money on texting and other stuff. I straighten myself on chair, waiting for my phone to unlag. Every time I turned on the net after a long time, the phone went off from all notifications. Meanwhile, my classmate complained about the botany that we just discussed on lessons. He shouldn't take biology when he doesn't like it. Namjoon thanks God, didn't have bio this year. Last year I just heard him cry.

8:55
Jung Hoseok
Hey
Are you here?

8:58
Kim Taehyung
Caoooo, yee

8:58
Jung Hoseok
Why do you think he is gay? :D

8:58
Kim Taehyung
Maan I got eyes, bitch :D just look :D
Its obvious on every boii who likes sausageez :D :D

8:58
Jung Hoseok
Dont think so
maybe you dont understand
U skirtchaser :DDD

8:59
Kim Taehyung
U sound like you want a big sasusage too! :DDD

9:06
Jung Hoseok
Fk u :D :D
Just dont be mean
Maybe u ll became BFF with him :*

9:06
Kim Taehyung
Wat are you smoking? :D
He is disgusting

9:06
Jung Hoseok
Just dont be dick -_-

9:06
Kim Taehyung
OMG
OKey, mum

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