Can't Sleep Love (A BTS Fanfic)

Chapter 1

Ah, another day, another time in the hellhole. I just never find the use of going to school when all that I hear from the professors is just useless sh*t. Why can't I ever live my life without limits? Ugh.

So I woke up. Of course, as expected, my hair was all in knots and what not. Blah blah blah, average routine, late for school, rushing out the do- you get the point.

So I'm literally panting the life out of myself once I ran to the school. The jackass on the bus was just kind enough to not hold his patience and leave my house right when I got outside.

I'm literally struggling for my breath, like it's no joke. I took out my phone to check the time.... 8:01.

Sh*t........

Yeah that's worth the epic run for it. I burst through the front doors and scrammed through the hallways (aka actual living hell). Once I spotted the assembly doors, I charged after them, but before my hand even landed on the handle, the door swung open, hitting my forehead sharp.

Whoever these jackasses were, they should at least be mindful of strangers. Oh wait..... I looked up to see their faces, satan's name plastered all over them.

Dear god, what the f**k do you want now?

It was none other than Kim Taehyung. He's considered the epic playboy of the sophomores. He basically will attend any party there is, hook up with somebody, and ditch them the next day. Yep, a true playboy he is.

But you know, I've always seen him with two other guys recently. Like simple magic just tripled the trouble. I suspect them to be players as well. This is probably some kind of posse of his.

He paused in his tracks as he sought me, lying on the ground, grasping my head in the pain that jerk caused. He could only earn me a laugh at my misery. He bent down toward me.

"You look so pitiful, little princess. Just so, pitiful. You'd look better when you're begging."

Yeah, he's enough of a playboy that his words will even resemble his cockiness. I probably gave him the most terrifying look ever after he said that, because he loved it. He loves it when girls fear of him. He loves the looks young, terrified girls give him when he sends out his warning.

Ok, ok, don't think because I'm going into detail about this man that I have feelings for him. Hell no, I'd rather starve to death than spend a whole 24 hours with that jerk. I hate him to the marrow of the bone.

So yeah, back to the story, he chuckled in my ear as he straightened back up on his feet. I managed to catch a glimpse of the two mystery men by his only two sides. One of them had orange hair while the other had red hair. Since Taehyung loved to dye his hair so much, his hair now is a gold blonde. I read the name tags of the two guys behind him: Jung Hoseok and Park Jimin.

Huh, perhaps they're new here?

Don't really find those names familiar. The only Park and Jung I know are my two best friends, Park Sooyoung and Jung Jihyo.

-Ok, I little bit about them: Sooyoung's cat name is Joy. Jihyo just goes by Eva. So if you see those names, you'll know who I'm talking about.-

I sat frozen in my spot on the cold hallway floor as Taehyung shot me one last glance before walking off. Now, one of his new friends, or should I say, 'hyungs' turned around and looked at me. He smiled and shot me a wink, well, he tried to. His eyes were just a tad bit too small that they looked closed already when she smiled.

Wow, he fails at being seductive. Haha.....

I chuckled to myself before I felt something slap against my forehead. I looked up to notice my profesor hitting me with his ruler.

"(Y/N), this is the third time this month you're late. You have Saturday work this weekend, 2 hours." He exclaimed aloud, handing me a paper. Perhaps if he didn't make such an outburst, I wouldn't have earned all these weird looks from the high school students exiting the assembly.

Great.....Life just got soooo much better.......

At least if it wasn't for that jackass Taehyung nearly cracking my skull when I could've made it inside. Ugh.....life sucks...........