Everything is falling apart.
It's your second week into high school, and you're already failing your classes.
But then HE came along.
And the world turned upside down.
The tears were flooding down your face, and you were crying ugly. You could feel your nose in pain, and you were gulping down air.
But here's the thing.
You had no idea why you were crying, who you were mad at.
But then he came.
You didn't know this person either.
But you stopped crying. You looked up and felt your eyes rest in another pair of eyes. They were warm. Gentle. And you couldn't help but smile...
Gasping, you rolled off your low bed and slammed into the brown carpet, shaking. You were in a pool of sweat. Sighing, you got up and put some goddamn clothes on.
~Time Skip~
In the bus, you sat there and stared at the back. There was a new neighbor. And he lived right next to you.
"Hey," he said. It wasn't directed to you though. It was directed to your other neighbor, the prettier, badass version of you, wearing a black shirt with a plaid blue shirt tied around her waist. You stared her up and down, staring at her thighs and hips. She had small hips but thick thighs, but slim calves. She had the same skin tone, same eye color, but she was just... better.
"Hi," she said, in that, thick, sweet voice of hers. She slowly leaned closer to him, though it was incredibly subtle.
"U-uh, could you help me get to my classes?" he stuttered. You gazed at your new neighbor up and down. He was rather tall, with broad shoulders. He was a black Varsity jacket with blue stripes, matching nicely with black leather pants. He was wearing sunglasses, and his hair was black and swept to the side. His lips were nice and plump.
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"Sure..."
Disgusting... you thought. She did this to all the dudes in your bus, but ended up friend-zoning them in the end. She should be grateful that guys even like her. You sighed as you plugged in your crappy earphones into your laptop.
The bus halted to a stop as another seven people got on. The one in gray yelled, "Ayeee, Jin finally moved here!"
So his name is Jin. You looked back at him and saw him take off his sunglasses. And you were blinded.
His eyes were an intense caramel, with hints of cinnamon brown in it. He smiled and his teeth were a pure white, with straight, perfect teeth.
He was...
Beautiful.
Never had you thought that a man could consist of such beauty. Other than the ones on the internet, and the nonexistent anime characters, and the ones a million miles away.
"Aye, it's Joonie!"
He got up and did a confusing handshake with this fair-skinned man. This man was slightly taller than Jin, his smile consisting of a dimple on both his cheeks. His hair was a magenta and rosewood mix, and he was wearing a black sleeveless shirt with a black and blue jacket as well, with streaks of white here and there.
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Mentally, you grabbed your chest. Dimples... I'm weak... "Hey!"
You jumped in your seat. Spinning around, you notice that "Joonie" was looking at you. Me?
"Yeah, you!" he yelled, as he made his way over to you. "Why you staring at me? Do I have something..." He leaned in close, pinning you against your seat. "On my face?"
He had a tasty aroma to him, one that wafted around you and was drenched in a minty flavor.
You opened your mouth, about to respond when Jin grabbed his wrist and pulled it up to his own, pulling him closer until they were but inches apart. "Namjoon... don't touch her."
"I wasn't touching her!" He pulled away his hand. "Yeesh."
"You okay, young lady?" His scent was warm and you drowned in his warm, intoxicating smell of pie and flowers.
Stunned, you slowly nodded your head.
You didn't know what this was, this heat rising to your face.
But one thing was for sure...
The two would make a cute couple.
(A/N hey lovelies imma bless y'all with some memes)
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