Nights like these

Chapter 1

If there's anything worse on this planet than love it's maths. Yes you might be good at it, but that doesn't mean you like it. Maths is like torture. Watching the next clueless student get called to the front and solve the task on the board. The teacher loves to torture (y'all thirsty if you thought of something else). Considering he loves torturing everyone, especially you. You're a target ever since the day you pointed out a mistake he did in the class essay so he had to do a new test and you got more time to study. Back to the topic. It was lunch break and like always you sat in the art class painting. It distracts you and you don't have to socialise. Mostly escaping reality and withdraw. You were happy, at least for a few seconds until fate decided to backstab you. "Hey-" the last person you wanted to see. Kim Taehyung. A player, Fuckboy, Jock, Jerk, a complete asshole that only cares about himself. You didn't reply and turned your attention back to your painting. "You paint really good." Since his ass took a seat and stayed you picked up your bag and left. Half the break was over and now you had to socialise just because he thinks it's funny to tease you.

Despite the fact you're cold 24/7 you are a sarcastic asshole. You may not have many friends- okay let's be honest. You don't have any friends except your annoying brother. So as always while he was with his gang he waved you over. A side fact, he's very popular so you don't trust girls that befriend you and directly want to meet your brother. "What's up shorty" he said ruffling your hair. You smacked his hand away. "Who pissed you off now?" You gave him the bitch-as-if-you-don't-know-look.  Your brother, Kim Seokjin or how he calls himself 'World wide Handsome' is friends with Taehyung. You felt betrayed (sarcasm) how dare he befriend your worst nightmare. Okay that's a lie, his fangirls are the worst. You chuckled to yourself. They had their own fan club and met every Friday to talk about Taehyung and exchange "merch" it's crazy. No one dares to disrespect them though, they can turn into your worst nightmare. "Earth to Y/N" your brother said waving his hand in front of your face."Your next lesson is about to start so go junior." You rolled your eyes and went to english class.

Your teacher was a mid thirty year old woman. She had short wavy brown hair, decent make up, her brown eyes made her look mysterious, she always wears neat jeans with a black shirt or pullover depending on the weather. Her features made her look like an Angel with her full lips and friendly smile. She looked way younger than 30 and she knew that. She cared about all her students and helped where she can. She loved everyone dearly. You were a straight A student. English was one of the things that brought joy to your life. The teacher valued you. She would listen to you. But today everyone seemed to work against you. Kim Taehyung was late as always. Probably smooching some random freshman. He himself was a senior, for the second time now, the headmaster had the brilliant idea to throw juniors and seniors into one English class. "Mr Kim, you're late." "Sorry Ms Lee it won't happen again." There were plenty empty seats but Ms Lee let you suffer. "Sit next to Y/N please, she can help you since you're failing terribly." Your head shot up and you nearly broke your pen. What- oh she has got to be kidding me. You clenched your fists as he sat next to you. He didn't even spare a glance at you. During your lesson it was your turn to ignore him. As for Taehyung, he tended to stare at you- let's say he admired you. The way your nose would scrunch if you didn't understand the teacher. Or your long eyelashes that fit perfectly with your hazel brown eyes. Your dark brown hair that was put into a messy bun today lose strands hanging out making you look like a masterpiece. Your thin lips were the cherry on top. You always wore hoodies to school and he wondered why. Why would such a decent girl wear oversized clothes. What is she hiding. But like everyone you also had your flaws, they are what make you human. Your eye bags for example. You cover them up but they're still visible. The mole you had above your nicely shaped eyebrow. Your small hands that are beautiful although. You always had a bored and tired face. Your sarcasm didn't make it easier to befriend you. You blocked everyone out not letting anyone close since middle school. No one knows what happened but everyone knew not to ask you about it. You also had glasses, you loved to wear them. Taehyung also noticed how thin you were. He thought of many possibilities why you were the way you are. All he knew was that he wants to change you. Bring the old you back.

The lesson ended and you got up leaving quickly. School was finally over. You stepped outside the building letting the chilly autumn air embrace you. It rained, no heavy rain tho. It was gentle and tickled on your skin. I'll be soaked when I arrive home. You sighed and started making your way home. You looked around seeing all those dolled up girls getting picked up by their boyfriends who'll probably cheat on them with someone that wears even more makeup than Barbie (Barbie is an icon and I love her). Which is one of the reasons why I refuse to date. Love sucks, you either give and take or you end up just giving. One of the ugly dudes drove past you splashing you with the rain water. "Seriously." You frowned. I hate these guys for a reason. You entered the bus pretty drenched earning a few judging looks. I know I'm hot. You sat at an empty spot at the very end.

"I'm home." You stated after entering the apartment. A familiar smell engulfed you. Was that- "OH MY NUGGETS- DAD!" You dropped your bag and ran to the kitchen. He seriously burnt eggs. EGGS. He pouted. "I wanted to surprise you" "By burning down the house? No thanks. Come on- I'll order us something" you said smiling at your father's gesture. He sat down on the couch and you cleaned up. Ever since your mom passed away you started to take care of the house. It wasn't easy with an older brother and a baby sister so your father tried to at least lift a tiny bit off your shoulders. But him trying to cook only brings more work because it's a mess. A huge one on top.

You got ready for your shift at the café around the corner. A part time job. Your Dad is a famous and rich CEO but you want to be independent unlike some dolled up girls that buy everything they can and do not care about "normal people". To your luck you're allowed to wear what you want at work. The shop owner is a lady around fifty. When you entered the smell off coffee welcomed you. The café is sort off your comfort place because no one there knows you from school or anything. "Hello y/n" the shop owner Mrs. Park greeted you. You bowed "Good day Mrs. Park" she smiled and wrinkles appeared around her eyes. She aged gracefully. You have an eight hour shift. It's pretty chill to be honest. It was past six now when a tall man entered. No not a man, a boy around your age. You couldn't see his face because he was busy on his phone. He had wavy black hair that fell down into his face. His jawline was so sharp it could cut a rock in half. Damn momma he's a whole five star menu. That man could hmu anytime. He could step on me and I wouldn't bother- HOLD THE HELL UP- KIM TAEHYUNG? THAT STUPID WANNABE WOMANISER WITH A DICK SHORTER THAN HIS ADMIRERS CROP TOPS. You wanted to dissolve on the spot. Vanish into air. Turn- "Y/N focus on your job!" GOD WHAT DID I DO TO YOU. Taehyung looked at you with a fat ass smirk. "Hello Sweetheart." "Order something so we can get over with this." His ugly ass grin didn't disappear. Oh I hope you'll- "What can you suggest?" "A kick in your hazelnuts." He chuckled. "Darling I would prefer you to suck my-" "I recommend you not to say it because I have a knife near me and I'm not scared of using it against you. I'll turn you into French fries if needed." You said smiling. "Feisty, I like that. Hmmm I'll take a blueberry muffin and a venti latte with caramel drizzle, oat milk, a little sugar and no whipped cream." Extra ass mother- "Anything else?" "Yes" what now. "You *insert wink*" That bit- Ignoring him you started making his order."Cat got your tongue?" "No I just dislike talking to assholes." You replied smiling handing him his order. You didn't pay attention to him so you didn't notice how he stared at you. His intense look burning itself into your back. You hummed and swayed your hips to the rhythm. He never eyed such a beauty before. He wanted to ask you out so bad but he knew you'd reject. Oh how he would love to take you to a club, his hands resting on your hips, your back pressed against his chest- "Mate, you've got a little drool there." You said walking out of the shop. Your shift was finally over. Great- now I gotta prepare for him making fun off me at school. You let out a small sigh before getting ready and falling into a dreamless sleep.

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