Can you hear me? // yoonmin

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   "My name is Min Yoongi. I am deaf."

The class erupted with gasps and shocked looks. Some students respectively sat and tried to look as if the words didn't affect them, but inside a symphony of questions and statements were filling their minds. Yoongi expected this reaction; besides, he had seen it many times before.

With eyes still glued on Yoongi, he turned the page in his notebook to reveal more words.

"I use this notebook to communicate. If you don't know sign language, please use it too."

He looked up and smiled a hopeful smile. He nervously looked amongst his peers. Some were smiling back at him, some still lost, and one smirking.

"Yah, Min Yoongi," Jimin cupped his hands and shouted from the back.

Yoongi still smiled at his peers oblivious to the loud call from Jimin.

"I guess he really is deaf," Jimin snickered amused by Yoongi's cluelessness.

Some students chuckled at his experiment, while others stayed quiet finding the situation harsh. No one dared to speak up against Park Jimin.

Yoongi looked around at his peers noticing something had happened after he saw some students try to hide their laughs. He had experienced this before and knew it was coming. He flipped the next page.

"Just because I can't hear, doesn't mean I don't notice things."

The class fell silent and Yoongi shoved his notebook back in his backpack, put it on, then casually walked to the only seat open placed right in front of Jimin.

Jimin's feet were up on the chair and he smirked at Yoongi.

"Is there a problem?" Jimin casually spoke.

Yoongi lipread Jimin.

Tsk. I'm not an idiot.

Yoongi simply pushed the chair forward a little and let Jimin's feet fall to the ground with a loud thud. He didn't hear the thud, but assumed it was loud. He calmly sat and noticed his classmates making 'O's' with their mouths and some snickering.

Don't try me.

Yoongi set down his bag and pulled out his notebook. He scribbled some words and tapped the boy sitting to his right. He tilted his notebook and let the boy read:

"The teacher is sending me notes on lessons after school, but would you mind helping me during school? I don't want help from the asshole behind me."

The boy chuckled and took the notebook. He scribbled a few words and handed it back to Yoongi.

"Sure thing. The name is Jeon Jungkook. Park Jimin is an ass on the outside, but a softie on the inside. I'll let you know if there's any directions or assignments."

Yoongi nodded a thank you towards Jungkook and left his notebook at the corner of his desk just in case his new friend needed to inform him about anything.

Mr. Si-Hyuk began to teach his lesson, and Yoongi sat gazing out the window beside him. He questioned why he even had to show up at school if he was only given notes and assignments by the teacher after school. This happened at his previous school. He would sit and attend class while doodling or dozing off, but only do the work outside of class when he was given the material. His mom said he needed to make friends and be involved, but he called bullshit on it. His theory was always that his mother just wanted an excuse to not have to take care of him all the time.