Only Fools Fall

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Yoongi tapped on the lunch table as the beat came into his head. He ate his sandwich with one hand and tapped with the other, causing Corey to laugh at the sight. "You really are a freak of nature, Yoongi." He commented and Yoongi rolled his eyes. "Don't gotta be rude." The older male retorts. Corey pulls out his math homework and hurriedly wrote down answers. "You should really stop waiting until lunch to do homework that's due right after." Yoongi advised and Corey chuckled. "Obviously I'm doing okay or else I wouldn't have tutored you." "I guess that's true." "It is true... what do you have next period, anyways?"
"Oh... I have sci... scen... ugh.." Yoongi struggled and Corey helped him with the word. "Science. You always did have trouble with that word... has the rest of your English pronunciation gotten better?" "Ya... I'd say so." "Are you ever gonna move back to Korea..?" Corey asked softly, knowing it was a touchy subject. Yoongi sighed and thought a moment. "Probably not... I want to move to LA and become a music producer even though my mother would kill me."
"A music producer...? Huh... you're really into music, though.. guess it's understandable." Corey shrugged as he finished his homework and Yoongi finished his sandwich. "Yeah. I really hope I can. Music is my passion and it always has been."

Riiiing

The bell rang and they both naturally shot up. "Cya later kid." Corey waved as he walked down the hall. Yoongi waved back and hurried to science, not wanting to be late to class. Sure, the bell had just rang, and the science room is just down the hall... but he'd have to expect to be shoved into at least one locker on the way there. Of course his expectations were correct and he had to pick up his books before hurrying to the classroom. He took his seat and prepared his belongings for class, which began shortly after. The teacher announced that there was a new student that was from Korea, and he asked Yoongi if it would be alright if they could be lab partners for the project that he had assigned that day. Yoongi agreed and was happy he would be able to communicate with this student using Korean. The boy had brown hair and dimples when he smiled softly. Apparently he was some kind of genius and had a very high IQ, which was for some reason interesting to the older boy. When they were given time at the end of class to begin working on their projects, they began to get to know each other- speaking Korean, of course.

"Uh, Hello. I'm Min Yoongi... Senior.."

"Kim Namjoon, Junior. Pleased to meet you."

"Yeah... you, too. So, you're only a junior.. I guess that makes me hyung? At least I hope we can become good enough friends for me to be your hyung."

"Yes, me, too. So... when I was attending private school I already completed this project... this school needs to catch up. If you'd like I can do the project as long as you chip in a little... would you like to come over after school so we can finish it then? I'd like to get this out of the way.."

"Uh, Yes. That'll work... but... did you say private school? You have to be filthy rich to get into a private school here... care to explain?" Yoongi asked.

"Ah, yes... well... there is 4 schools within 20 minutes of my house... I have been expelled from 3 of them, leaving me this school. I wish not to go into detail about any of my expulsions." Namjoon said plainly.
Yoongi nodded. "Well maybe we can go somewhere and I can chip in... I'd offer my house but we'd never get any work done." Namjoon nodded. "We can go to my house. It just outside of Klaine Suburbs." "Holy shit! You live in the rich kid neighborhood?" "I guess so." "That's sick! You're house is probably huge!"
"It is. at my house there is 5 other boys. We all are from Korea... we are all first born sons from rich company owners that are unable to inherit the companies for various reasons, which makes us useless... so instead of pure abandonment they just stuck us in America in my families's West Coast summer home and pretend we aren't the true disappointments we are claimed to be. Anyhow, my point is a few of them suffer from mental illnesses that may weird you out... just a warning ahead of time."

Yoongi nodded, amazed by his articulate speech. "Sounds interesting."

"That's because it is."
Yoongi chuckled and Namjoon have a soft smile.
"I mean.. it's just shocking... this may be a public school but it's not on the poor side of town, I'll give it that... but an heir to a major Korean company is my lab partner." "Ex heir... my sister proved to be more fit to take over."
"Either way you have to be worth millions alone!" Yoongi exclaimed and Namjoon shrugged. "Maybe. Meet me in the parking lot after school and we'll go to my house."

Yoongi nodded and gathered his things because the bell would be ringing shortly after.

"Nice to meet you, by the way." Namjoon adds as the period ends.

"Yeah, you, too."

Eighth period goes by quickly.

It's music class, and Yoongi takes part even though he doesn't sing.

The piano is his place, and he is happy there. He listens to the girls as they sing in the choir, and whispers to the teacher, Mr.Ryan, that Monique is off pitch AGAIN. He chuckles at Yoongi and hushes him, knowing it would be a waste to bring it to Monique's attention.

Eighth period music class is where Yoongi feels safe to be himself. Quiet, laid back, and appreciative of music itself. Normally he says whatever makes him look good, not needing anything that could be used by bullies to target him. Here he knows he is safe with Mr.Ryan - Kade - (They are on first name bases by now). He longed to stay after school longer to stay and play the keys for hours (and purposely mess up so Kade would take his hands and softly correct him), but he shouldn't stand Namjoon up. The bell rings and he walks slowly to his bag, wrapping the straps around his shoulders. He begins to walk out the door but Kade grabs him by his backpack and pulls him back into the room, shutting the door. "Where are you going?"

"I have to meet up with a lab partner so I can finish a project. You're not my Dad I don't have to check in with you." Yoongi huffed and Kade chuckled. "Feisty." He chuckled and bent down to kiss the student. Yoongi licked his lips before meeting Kade's. He pulled away quickly, fearful of being caught. "Text me?" Kade asked and Yoongi bit his lip. "Okay. Maybe I can stay late tomorrow to make up for tonight?" He asked hopeful. "Yes, Yoonie. Now hurry along now, don't wanna make anyone impatient."

Yoongi darted out of the classroom and to his locker. He said was grabbed his books and then ran down to the parking lot. Namjoon was waiting and smiled softly. "Ah! Yoongi! Get held up in class?" "Um.. yeah. Discussing piano lessons." "Oh? Musician, are we?" "Sure, I guess." Namjoon nodded and lead Yoongi down the sidewalk where they met his driver at the stop sign. The car they got into was some kind of custom SUV... at least nothing Yoongi had ever seen. "Since you're such a musician you'll be happy to know I have a studio at my house."