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Jimin- Wrong Number

I was sitting at school. The class was particularly boring. I silently sighted hoping that my teacher couldn't hear it, everyone seemed devastated. Mondays, who loves them anyways?

Suddenly out of nowhere I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. I quickly looked around checking if no one saw, most of the people were too worked up, I guessed they wouldn't react even if the president walked in to the room and announced the war. But some were looking at me like their biggest enemy. Stop looking at me you nerd! I stuck my tongue out for them and they turned around.

They're just jealous because no one calls them.

I took my phone out carefully, but the teacher was too focused on lecturing some kid, who dared to throw a paper plane at her. I looked at the screen, but there was no name, only a number.

I tried to recognize the calling person's number, but I just rolled my eyes giving up. Who remember number when you can just safe them in your phone? I just held my hand up hoping that teacher will notice me sooner than the person on the other end hangs up.

And luckily she did, surprisingly, she didn't question me and just excused me.

I went to the hall and picked up the call. I waited few second before deciding to start talking myself.

"Hello?"

"Hi?"

Person on the other end seemed just as confused as me.

"Excuse me, but who are you?"

"Lesly? It's me, Jimin!"

I thought about what he said for a second. My name wasn't Lesly.

"Sorry, you got the wrong number, this isn't Lesly."

I informed him and was about to hang up, but I heard him shout.

"Wait! Don't hang up!"

"I'm sorry Jimin," I remembered his name "but I'm no Lesly and I have a class."

"So do I."

He stated, it looked like he was very proud of his actions. Maybe I didn't like school and even hated Mondays, but I still needed my education.

"Jimin, can I help you with something?"

I was bored and annoyed, I had no idea who this guy was and he was interfering with my learning, or should I say, sleeping schedule, since everyone was pretty much asleep in class, except those few nerds, who tried to kill me with their stares.

"Can I meet you on lunch break?"

I gasped. Do this guy goes to my school?

"Do we even attended the same school?"

I asked him unsure.

"Yes, Merilyn High. Meet me at the back yard when the lunch starts!"

My eyes got bigger as I scanned the screen with Jimin's number on it. He was looking for Lesly girl, but he knew what school I went to... His call didn't seem like an accident anymore.

I shook my head getting rid of all the crazy scenarios about him planning to kidnap or even murder me. Qu incidence? Yeah, sounds about right. I got back to the class, but the only thing on my mind now was this Jimin guy. I caught myself wondering how he looked like. How old is he? Have I ever met him? Millions of questions were running through my mind.

The teacher got back to writing on the board so I just attempted to play on my phone for the rest of the class. Jimin's name was still in front of my eyes, so I decided to save his number while I'm at it.