1 Chapter 1: It Had To Be Me
"Ugh today is my first day of college, I wonder what room I'll be put in, and who will be there, I hope they can handle my personality because when I warm up to people I'm not exactly the quiet type of person" I get up somewhere around 5 am because the anticipation and thought of how school is gonna go is killing me, So i get out of bed and walk out toward the front door, suddenly I notice a light coming from my roommates door, I opened the door to her jamming to what sounds like Monsta X coming from her earbuds.
"What the hell" I put my hands on my hips, she takes the earbuds out and rolls her eyes.
"I'm listening to music, I didn't play it out loud cause you act funny when you are waken up from your sleep" she explains.
"Your right... but get some sleep Jasmen classes start at 11" I slowly close the door leaving her in her personal abyss she calls her room. I grab my keys and leave the house to take a drive around the block to calm my nerves. I return to the house at about 6:50 am and slept til 9 o'clock then Jasmen and I got ready and headed to school. The city changes every few minutes on the journey to university; we are in suburbia, rows of uniform houses and neatly moved lawns, each wide avenue draped in the seasonal reds and golds. In moments were are passing the run-down pawn shops, the liquor stores and dingy supermarkets that are about as wide as two bowling lanes at Lucky Strike. These human off-casts are clad in everything from skimpy summer ware to thick wintry jackets, either freezing or roasting in the cool but sunny fall day. On the sidewalk are spaced out women with wild tangles of hair and more than one person with a cart of aluminum cans. Then the downtown that flicks between affluence and poverty. There are streets of up-market stores, smooth black and glass exteriors, fancy names in fancier lettering. The kind of places with perfumed atmospheres made all the more inviting by music and well groomed subservient staff; exchanging their tokens of the upper class life for the swipe of a credit card. Soon we arrive at the last light before reaching the campus, as we sit and wait for it to turn green a black truck pulls up beside us.
A man wearing funny looking shades looks over at jasmen and I sitting in our little Camaro convertible. I turn around and notice about 7 total boys, 2 in the truck, and the rest on the truck bed. The strange man pulls his shades down, winks then blows a kiss.
"World wide handsome" he said with a smile. Jasmen looked over at me in confusion; I shrug my shoulders, not knowing what to do. The light change and I put my Camaro's engine to work getting out that awkward situation as fast as possible. Eventually Jasmen and I find a parking spot close to the main entrance, we get out the car and walked to the entrance of the building, but something told me to turn around. When I do I see the black truck park right next to my car and the playful looking boys in the back jumped out. Somehow one of them struck me as unusual, he was a small, wore all black, pale tan, and had an all black wide hat on, but i could tell he had brown hair cause some stick out. His unusual facade came from the way he interacted with everyone else, they got off the car extra excited and playful, yet he got off almost as if he didn't even want to be with them.
I pat on Jasmen's shoulder stealing her attention.
"Don't look back but the 7 dudes that pulled up on us at the stop light just parked next to our car" she acknowledges what I said and walked forward without looking back, I pull myself to her side so we are now talking without looking in each other's directions.
"Great they're kinda cute, hope we get a class together, and them in it" she said as we never the building and approach the class boards. Each person in the crowd around us moves as if unseeing hands drag them this way and that, pulling their eyes to one thing and then another. They respond in predictable ways, each of them with a goal to achieve for the day. Underneath that is free will, the ability to truly choose their own path. I want to engage them in conversation just to wake up the part of themselves that is capable of taking charge, making choices. Then they're off, back on auto-pilot, the most dangerous mode a human being can slip into stuck between the colleges wonderful carnage.
"I hope not. They royally annoy me," I start finding my name.
"Awe ssshhh, you gotta be royalty before they can royally annoy you, and you've only seen them once plus the other boys didn't do anything it's just the old one that was awkward" she runs her fingers across the paper swaying through names.
"Your right" I scan through a couple classes on the list.
"I know, I'm always right" she bragged. My fingers linger some more until I found my name.
"Damn we don't have the same class, I got class A, you got class B" I pout.
"Well this is where we separate" I make a motion with my hand creating a tear drop falling down my cheek.
"Boy whatever we live together" she waves goodbye then disappears in the ocean of students. I noticed something on the side of my eyes, when I turn I see the 7 boys walk into the building, they we all gorgeous so beautiful it low key pissed me off, they have manly bodies and youthful manly faces while I'm stuck looking like a 70 year old virgin. I stared too long and the man that blew a kiss at me earlier locks eyes with me and starts walking toward me, I step back once and bumps into the wall.
"Hell nah not today" I said out loud but not loud enough for them to hear. I then scramble through some other students to get away from them, I eventually turn around and don't see them, then I take a breathe and try to remember what class room I had.
"176... no 177... 178 that's the one" I starts eyeing doors as I walk through the hallway. Once I reach the end I notice it only reached 100.
"100 rooms on each floor... okay" I walk up stairs and go straight down toward the end. When I see my classroom it looks as if no one was in yet.
"I'm always early even in college" I shrug and enter the room. The good part about being early is that I get to pick my own seat. For some reason this class was set up awkwardly, the seats was on two sides of the room facing each other with one long walk way.
So I took the door front back left seat to stay as far away from the teacher as possible. After I made my self comfortable the class began to flood with students.
"Where is our teacher?" thoughts I kept to myself as person by person the class room began to fill, then he walks in, the boy from the stop light, the same one who parked next to me. I pull my hat down trying to hide myself, then I see 6 more in sync foots step follow I knew deep down that it's the rest of them from the truck.
"Isn't that nice, I hit the jackpot of annoyance" I thought to myself feeling like I just want to fade away. Now for no reason at all the other 7 students that walked in before that chose THE 7 SEATS AWAY FROM ME! Suddenly I hear the sound of the one with weird shades, At this moment I could tell my cover was blown. I look over to my right and he's smiling at me, I sigh sadly and look back, the other boy that was in the truck is next to him. Then I look up in front of me to see the one that stands out, he looks at me with a stern face, rolling his eyes he digs in his pocket and my phone comes out, he's twirling it between his fingers and a smirk crosses his face. I gasp and start feeling my butt pocket and feel nothing.
"Hey" I lightly shout. The desk closest to the teachers desk moved and a student stands up.
"Good morning class I'm Mr. Ae, I'm your teacher. Most people mistake me for a student and I wanted to see if that's what you all would do, so test failed for you" he laughed while he unbuttons his jacket unveiling his white shirt that purposely had buttons undone to give him a model like appearance. Hi visuals we're already on another caliber from everyone else in the room. Yet something about him didn't seem native Korean maybe it's the way he speaks or just hisvfacal features alone but he didn't seem Korean to me. (teacher is played by Love By Chance star Perth) He wore very light makeup. I'm sure it was just to cover maybe some pimples or something; his hair was pulled to the side and had one single bang that layers entirely on his forehead.
"So how do we pronounce that again" the man with grey hair, pale skin, dreamy eyes, big thighs, a single crooked but not to noticeable tooth, and sadly belonging to the group of annoyances asked.
"Just call me Mr. A" he wrote on the chalk board.
" Now, first thing first everyone will stand up one by one introducing yourselves to the class, this is college you'll be here from 11 am to 5 pm so let's make the best of this little classroom... with that being said as you introduce yourself stretch your legs by taking a walk around the room, you must talk until you reach your seat. Now let's start with you sir at the door" he points at me. Perfect, now these 7 idiots get to know my name and something about me. I stand up and start talking.
"Hello class, I'm Kim Jordan, as you may know I'm African American, And I'm from California, I learned Korean when I was six years old and has been fluent ever since. I hope to learn more about each of you" I passed by the awkward sulking man that has my phone and exchanged a very angry stare with him. The man with a curled Mohawk, and underlining bad boy essence stands up and starts walking around the room.
"I'm Kim Namjoon, I have an IQ of 148 and... oh shit I forgot my watch, can't make that joke now. Well anyways I'm glad to be here hope to become close friends with you all" as he passes my chair I feel his fingers sweep passed my neck.
"Why is everyone messing with me today? Maybe if I stink or something tomorrow they'll leave me alone, yeah great idea." I thought to myself. The old man with shades stand up and walks.
"Nice to meet all of you, I'm Kim Seokjin" he looks at me and blows a kiss. I cave into his stupidity and grab his imaginary air heart and tare it apart, then crossed my arms.
"But you can call me world wide handsome Jin, in that order, and before you ask, I'm 24, so don't call me old" Mr. A raises and eye once he hears his age. The next boy part of his annoying group stands.
"Hello I'm Jeon Jeongguk but please call me Jungkook, my favorite motto is, I only need one retry, because if I do it again I'll be the best at it" he sends me a wink and I feel it hit my desk.
"Bruh why me AGAIN!" The thought circulates through my brain. The other kids on my row stand up and present themselves but honestly I didn't care about them I was only worried about the idiots giving my life little to no meaning. They all go then it's time for the man that had my phone to go, he stands and starts talking, I make sure he knows my anger cause as he's talking I do the "Your dead" movement.
"I'm Min Yoongi, please don't call me anything personally. I don't intend on getting to know you people; just think of me as a space killer" we lock eyes again as he sits down, giving my stomach a weird feeling. He pulls my phone out again this time placing it on the top right corner of his desk. Now it's time for the short man to go, he stands and little to no difference is height was made, but his beautiful grey hair kinda falls over his eyes giving me all sorts of unwanted feelings.
"Hello I'm Park Jimin, please don't stare at me to long because I don't want my good looks to kill you" he does a finger point at me, I facepalm and contemplate life for a second. The next man boy stands up and I instantly gets a childish vibe from him.
"I'm Kim Taehyung, call me V and let me tell your right now I've already caught all the Pokémon in this school building HA! bet you haven't" he sticks his tongue out before taking a seat.
"So he plays Pokémon go, he looks like a kid, acts like a kid, Wait is he a kid? Nahh his voice sounds more manly than everyone else in this room right now." I thought to myself.
"BOOM!" The next man jumps out his seat.
" I'm Jung Hoseok, I'm your hope, your my hope so call me... J-Hope" he throws a wink at me. Let one more person wink at me, and I think I might explode in anger. These men are single handedly the most annoyingly beautiful men I've even seen in my life. Jungkook has a fantastic waist, and his eyes sparkle to the point where you could get lost in them, but you know I wasn't looking. V looked so young and has the most youthful energetic vibes, but something strikes me as off about him, oh yeah he doesn't look to smart. Jimin, now this man here was a heartthrob, I've definitely made it my mission to not fall in love with him, his grey hair, or his nice skin that shined like crystals in the sunlight. I almost thought he was a vampire from twilight for a second. Hoseok, every time I looked over to him he's smiling, this man is literally the embodiment of hope it's self, I don't know why but looking at him made me forget that they annoyed my soul. Then a whole ass darkness filled the room, Yoongi, he's been sulking the whole day even at lunch, WHILE HE STILL HAD MY PHONE! Why can't he look like he's enjoying life? Maybe he needs help, no wait; perhaps he needs to GIVE ME MY PHONE!. But eventually, the first day of college was over, and Mr. A let us leave; Jin taps my shoulder and whispers.
"Have a nice day Y/n see you tomorrow" I look at the area of my shoulder he touched then back at him.
" mhm you too jin." I roll my eyes.
"Jim Hyung will work now" he smiles.
"How do you know I'm younger than you" I asked looking very suspiciously at him.
"This is a freshman class within this department so I guessed your either 18-20, the only reason I'm 24 and a freshman is because I waited for my gang to finish school before coming over to college" Jin explained.
"Okay, okay, whatever. Will it make you leave if I say Hyung?" I asked helplessly.
"Yes" he replied happily.
"Jin Hyung then" my pride shatters. He laughs and leaves the room and I can almost see my pride follow him, everyone left except the teacher of course, me, and Yoongi. We stare into each other's eyes for a solid 10 seconds. I finally my get annoyed and stood up, I walk to his seat and confront him.
"My phone" I put my left hand on my hip, rise one eye brow and my right hand is out. He looks at me and places my phone in my hand.
"Your mine now Jordan, change your password, and my line ID is in your phone" he stands up and leaves.
"Now I know this man didn't just claim me, I just got here, it's the first day of school, and HOW DID HE GET IN MY PHONE!?!." I thought to myself. I put my hand on my face and fake shout.
"Mr. park are you okay" Mr. A asked as I forgot he was in the room.
"Yeah, yup, I'm just perfect see you tomorrow Mr. A" I slowly backed out the room, then as I reach the threshold I dash out down the hallway. I ran all the way outside to see Jasmen waving the boys goodbye as they drove off.
"What the hell Jasmen" I get In the car upset.
"What they're nice boys" Jasmen said getting in the car. I start the car and we leave the parking lot driving home.
"You can't talk to them" I demand.
"Why" she asked.
"Because you cant, they are a pain in my ass" I explained.
"Come on what have they done to make your life hell?" She asked smartly.
"Okay nothing, but come on they are annoying" I whined.
"Now their intimidation is annoying to you" Jasmen added.
"Stop having points please, and thank you, " we pull up to the apartment.
"I just want you to know cause they'll be coming over on Saturday" Jasmen rushes out the car.
"GOT DAMNIT JASMEN" I chase her to the apartment.
"Hey they asked to hang out, I just gave them a location" she shrugs and opens the door.
"But...but..." I stuttered.
"But nothing, our house is empty 24/7, we're not dirty, we have food, and games so someone should come and enjoy this" Jasmen explained. The conversation ended their and I stomped off to my shower. After that Jasmen made noodles and started eating in the living room.
"Oh boy let me tell you, I'm in a class with these 7 boys and they are freaking fine, there's Bam Bam, Jackson, Mark, JB, Jae, Jin-young, And Yugyeom. Look I promise you it was a waterfall down there when I laid eyes on them" she gets overly excited as she talked through the hallway so I could hear her.
"Okay that's nasty Jasmen I don't wanna know anything about your private area" I hear her voice echo down the hallway as I walk into the shower.
"Don't play, its natural you get it too" her voice echoed. When I start washing my body my phone began to ding.
"What the hell is this" I think to myself. So I stopped washing myself, reached out the shower and unlocked my phone to see what was going on. It was a message from Line.
"Yoongi is really crazy if he thinks I'm gonna reply to him" I thought to myself, but eventually the temptation kills me.
