Seokjin could hear the old One Direction songs blasting out of the convertible he was pulling up next to, causing him to turn up his own radio to try to drown it out. That only garnered the attention of the four omegas in the car, all of them staring at him and his old, somewhat broken-down car until he turned his head. Once he caught them, they quickly averted their gazes, barely masking their looks of disdain. He rolled his eyes and turned back to the front, pressing down on the gas pedal as soon as the light turned green and rushing towards the school parking lot.
He shouldered his backpack as he climbed out of his car, avoiding any and all contact with the various students milling around outside the school building, wasting time until the tardy bell rang. As he approached the school building, his eyes landed on a poster for the upcoming school prom. He rolled his eyes for the hundredth time that morning as he stalked up to the poster, tearing it down and balling it up as he continued on into the school, tossing it in the first trash can he passed by. "Hey!" An omega with multiple copies of the exact same poster called out to him in annoyance, but he kept walking.
Jungkook nervously tapped his fingers on his thigh as he sat across from the school counselor. "I'll be right with you." Mr. Lee assured him before turning back to his open laptop, tapping furiously at the keyboard. The older male omega quickly finished the latest sentence in the heat porn fic he was hoping to finish and publish by the end of the school year and promptly shut his computer, smiling at the new student in front of him. "Here you go, Jungkook." He handed him a copy of his schedule before turning back to the alpha's file. "Nine schools in ten years? You an army brat?"
"Yeah, my dad is-"
"I'm sure you won't find Bangtan any different than your old schools." He continued as if Jungkook hadn't been speaking. His statement was punctuated with some unknown substance suddenly landing on the window. "Same little ass wipe shit for brains everywhere." Mr. Lee added on without missing a beat.
Jungkook blinked. "Excuse me?" He asked with his eyes wide, unable to believe that a high school administrator would openly curse in front of a student. "Did you just...am I in the right office?"
"Not anymore you're not." Mr. Lee told him. "I've got deviants to see and a novel to finish, now leave." Jungkook blinked once more in confusion. "Leave!" The alpha jumped into action, shouldering his backpack as he stood up and rushed out of the office, nearly bumping into a shorter, but extremely intimidating alpha on his way out. "Min Yoongi~" The counselor greeted not so happily. "I see we're making out visits a weekly ritual."
Yoongi shrugged. "Only so we can continue to have these bittersweet moments together. Should I hit the lights?"
Mr. Lee gave the young alpha a look before looking back at the report that had been emailed to him prior. "You exposed yourself in the cafeteria?"
Yoongi sighed. "I was just joking with the lunch lady. It was a bratwurst."
"Bratwurst?" The counselor raised an eyebrow, looking the alpha over. "Kind of optimistic, wouldn't you say?" Now it was Yoongi who raised an eyebrow. "Keep it in your pants from now on. Leave!" Yoongi rolled his eyes as he left, Mr. Lee not wasting anytime continuing his novel.
Jungkook was looking around the hallways lost when a dimpled smile suddenly appeared out of nowhere. "Kim Namjoon." The dimples introduced themselves. "I've been appointed to show you around."
"Oh, thank god," Jungkook sighed in relief. "I thought they were going to send me a geek like the other schools normally do."
Namjoon chuckled. "Yeah, no, I totally get that-"
"Hey, Namjoon, where did you want to meet-"
The tall alpha quickly waved off the members of his math club before Jungkook could notice them, guiding the new student away. "Alright, Jungkook, here's the breakdown. Over there, we've got your basic beautiful people." He pointed to a group of some of the most popular omegas, alphas, and betas in the school. "Unless they talk to you first, don't bother."
Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows. "Is that your rule or theirs?"
"Just watch." Namjoon smiled at one of the alphas. "What's up?"
"Suck my balls!"
Namjoon gave Jungkook a look. "Told you." He led the slight shorter alpha out to the courtyard, where he continued pointing out the different cliques. "On your left you will see the coffee snobs." A small altercation broke out as they passed the group. "They're always high strung because of the amount of caffeine flowing through their veins, so don't make any sudden movements around them." Namjoon pointed to another group. "And these are your cultural appropriators, which mainly consist of white people who think they are black. And these guys over here-"
"Let me guess," Jungkook cut him off, glancing over the group of teens donning cowboy hats and holding ropes. "These are the cowboys."
Namjoon nodded. "But the closest they've come to a cow is McDonald's." The alpha then gestured to a group of teens sitting around one of the outside tables. "And these are your future MBAs. We've all already been accepted to Ivy Leagues." He waved at the group. "Hey, guys!" The teens immediately closed their laptops and notebooks, glaring at Namjoon as he and Jungkook walked away. "Yesterday, I was their god." Namjoon said with a sigh.
"What happened?"
"Jackson Wang started a rumor that I buy my Izods from thrift shops."
Jungkook looked at Namjoon with a surprised expression. "And they kicked you out over that?"
Namjoon shrugged. "More like hostile takeover, but don't worry, I'll get my revenge." He pointed to another group to explain to Jungkook, only for the alpha to interrupt him.
"Oh my god~" Jungkook said mostly to himself as his eyes landed on the most beautiful omega he had ever seen walking towards him. The omega walked past him without even a glance his way, but Jungkook turned his entire body in order to continue staring at the beauty as he met up with one of his friends. "What group is he in?"
"The 'don't even think about it' group." Namjoon said sternly, but that didn't change the lovestruck expression on the other alpha's face. "That's Kim Taehyung. He's-"
"I burn, I pine, I perish." Jungkook quoted, still staring at Taehyung, now subconsciously walking towards him and forcing Namjoon to follow.
"Of course, you do." Namjoon rolled his eyes slightly. "Yeah, he's beautiful, and deep, I'm sure."
At that moment, Taehyung and his friend walked past them again, letting the pair overhear their conversation. "There's a difference between like and love." Taehyung was telling his friend. "I like my Converse, but I love my Gucci bag."
Taehyung's friend furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "But I love my Converse."
The omega tilted his head. "That's because you don't have a Gucci bag." His friend smiled as if that made complete sense.
Namjoon looked over at Jungkook, who was still staring at Taehyung as if his life depended on it. "Just forget about him. He has an incredibly uptight father and it's a widely known fact that the Kim brothers aren't allowed to date." Jungkook hummed in response, but it was obvious he hadn't listened to a word Namjoon had just said.
The bell rang to start class, so Hoseok clapped his hands and moved to stand behind the podium at the front of the room. "Alright, what did everyone think about The Sun Also Rises?"
"I loved it!" Kim Junseo announced, sighing dreamily. "He's so romantic!"
Seokjin's head immediately turned to his classmate. "Romantic?" He asked with furrowed eyebrows. "Hemingway?" He rolled his eyes with a scoff, turning back to face the front. "He was an abusive, alcoholic sexist who squandered half his life hanging around Picasso trying to knot his leftovers." Hoseok couldn't hold back his eyeroll at Seokjin's standard, daily rant.
Behind Seokjin, Han Woojin sat up. "As opposed to a bitter, self-righteous hag who has no friends?" The omega turned and glared at the alpha, who was laughing and high fiving his friends.
Hoseok also rolled his eyes at Woojin. "Oh, shut up, brawns for brains."
While Woojin glared slightly at their teacher, Seokjin decided to fuel the fire further. "I guess in this society, being an alpha and an asshole makes you worthy of our time." He turned back to their teacher. "What about Sylvia Plath? Or Charlotte Bronte? Or Simone de Beauvoir?"
The door suddenly slammed open, a panting Yoongi appearing in the classroom. "What did I miss?"
Seokjin rolled his eyes as he responded. "The oppressive patriarchal values that dictate our education."
"Good." Yoongi nodded before promptly leaving the room again.
"Hey!" Hoseok called after him, but before he could further try to stop him, Woojin was demanding his attention again.
"Mr. Jung, is there any chance we could get Seokjin to take his suppressants before coming to class?"
Hoseok sighed, leaning over the podium to stare the alpha down. "One day, you're gonna get bitch slapped, and I'm not gonna do anything to stop it." He turned to the omega. "And Seokjin, I want to thank you for your point of view. I know how difficult it must be for you to overcome all those years of upper middle-class suburban oppression. Must be tough. Now, next time you storm the PTA to demand a better lunch selection or whatever it is you high status people complain about, ask why they can't buy a book written by a beta!"
Seokjin shrugged one shoulder. "Anything else?"
"Yeah, go to the office, you're pissing me off."
Seokjin furrowed his eyebrows as the teacher turned to the whiteboard. "Excuse me? Mr. Jung-"
"Bye!" Seokjin scoffed as he stood up from his desk, shouldering his bag, making sure to whack Woojin with it as he walked past him on his way to the door.