4 iii

Namjoon's POV

06:47

Another day means, another hell day for me. But, i really need to go to school.

Everyday in my life has same scenarios. Wake up, take a bath, eat my breakfast, prepare my lunch, and now prepare to go to hell-- i mean school. Then, same people are entering the gates, same faces are bullying me, and same reasons why they bully me. They're anti-gay. Especially those group of men called 'Bangtan', they might look like those killer or gangsters, oh hell, they look like gay for each other.

And again, I'm late in my literature class.

"Mr. Kim, promises are promises! You just told me yesterday that you won't be late again, but you broke it!" Professor Kim scolded at me in front of my classmates. Again.

"Told you sir, he is working as a host!" i looked at my classmate, Jimin, as he said those words. I just glared at him, since they always tell those everyday and I'm used to it, since it is not true.

"Or worse, as a prostitute!" Yoongi added. And now, they made my anger out.

"Who the fuck ever told you those? Stop spreading fake news, it adds the toxicity of this shitty school." I yelled at them. Professor Kim looked so shocked

"Mr. Kim, that attitude is not tolerated in school! For now, this is your first warning. If you ever do this again, you'll be sent to detention room. Mr. Min, go to detention room after my class." Professor Kim said. And I just went to sit at my chair. Really? Not tolerated? Seems like it's the most tolerated attitude of this hell.

"So class, you will have an activity for today. You will write something what you really want to say in a piece of whole paper. It can be in a poem, or paragraph form. No limitations, you can use your creative imagination, and you can start now." Prof. Kim announced, and sat down in his chair.

What shall i write, hmm? Maybe I'll give him an idea.

So i decided to write my poem again.

Jin's POV

"So class, pass your papers now." I told them as my period runs out of time. As i said those words, Namjoon passed his work.

"Oh, such a nice, kiddo. You really work your activities so fast. Any secrets?" I asked him, since I am really impressed of him since I became their Literature teacher.

" 'm just inspired enough, prof. That's all." He said and smiled, showing his deep dimples. How cute. Well, what am I thinking?

"Well, you may now proceed to your next class, Mr. Kim. Hope you don't repeat what you've done earlier again, I know you're a nice person. See you around!" I told him nicely. And he went out.

As I wait for the others to finish their work, I decided to read Namjoon's work.

'Some believe that age doesn't matter

And I am one of its believer

Let me tell you a secret, stranger

I sound crazy, I love my teacher.

My friends say "don't be a fool

You're too smart for it, be cool"

Don't you think LOVE is easy?

Well, it makes you go crazy.'

As I read his poem, the students left in the room passed their works, and went out, except Yoongi.

Why this poem so familiar. It's like, I read this somewhere.

"Well, hello, Professor Kim. Here's my work. Read it . You might told me I have the most creative mind." he said as he winked.

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