Jimin's POV

I wake up to my alarm beeping really loudly. I don't remember setting my alarm? My roommate Jin must've set it for me. I groan tiredly I don't want to go to school. The only good thing about this school year is that it's my last at my high school. I can't wait to be done and over with school. Half of the things I've learned I will never even end up using in real life. My family expects me to go to college after this but I don't want to. If high school wears me out like this I don't even want to imagine how much more college will wear me out.

I finally get out of bed and get ready for school. After spending about thirty minutes getting ready I head down to eat breakfast. I decided to make myself some chocolate chip pancakes. After I finish my breakfast and washing my dishes I grab my lunch which I had prepared last night. 

Since my school is near my apartment I walk to school most of the time... unless the weather is horrible then I take my car to school or Jin offers to take me before heading to college. I don't like taking my own car to school often because the parking in my school is terrible and as soon as school is over the traffic to get out is also terrible. And I also like walking to school because I get time to myself and the walk to school is a great time to think things out. 

I take a look outside through the window and since it's pretty outside I decide to walk. I head out with just enough time to arrive as soon as school starts. Normally I like to arrive school so that I can go to the library. However, since it's the first day of school I won't be allowed. Since I hate going to the gym I arrive with just a minute left for the bell to ring. I really like going to the library because I love reading. Since I don't have a book with me I decide to check my social media as I walk to my homeroom since the bell rang meaning it's time to head to homeroom to collect our schedules. I have yet to run into any of my friends. 

Then again I probably don't want to see them. Ever since Taehyung and Jungkook started dating they can't seem to keep their hands off of each other. When I see them they usually have swollen lips, tousled hair, and hickies on their necks. I feel like everyone I talk to has someone and then there's me, the sad single pringle in my group of friends. Jin has a boyfriend in college with him. He may be clumsy and may sometimes annoy Jin hyung but I can tell that Namjoon really loves my hyung. Jin first introduced me to his cousin Taehyung hoping we would date but we could never be anything but friends. After we became friends I made a new friend Jungkook. He had transferred from Busan and we immediately bonded since I used to live there. When he met Tae I could tell that they really liked each other. It didn't come as a surprise to me when they finally started dating. 

My parents still see me once in a while and have kept pushing girls and guys at me but I'm not interested in any of them. One of the people I can stand to talk to is the son of their friends, the Jung family. In fact, I occasionally run into him at school and we talk. Jung Hoseok is different from the others that are introduced to me. He can be such a ray of sunshine and he's really a nice guy one of the best. He is everything I like yet... I don't feel anything for him.  

I finally arrive in my homeroom. Since students are split into the homerooms by last name Tae and Kookie share the same homeroom along with Hoseok but I'm by myself since my last name starts with a P. I head in and walk to the seat I like to sit in. However, I end up sitting in the seat in front of my favorite seat because someone has already taken my seat. I've never seen the guy before he must be new. I don't really look at the guy instead I choose to take a seat. I'm absorbed in texting Taehyung and Jin that I don't really notice him at the moment.

When the teacher stands in the front of the classroom to address us I put my phone away so that I can listen to her so I don't miss when she calls my name. When she calls out the name "Min Yoongi" the boy behind me makes his way to the front to collect his schedule. This is the moment in which I take notice of him. At the sight of him, I am riveted. I have never ever felt this way or reacted this way and it sends shivers up and down my spine. He definitely looks like he would rather be anywhere than here. That doesn't change the way I am affected though. At this point, I don't think anything could change the way I see him.

 After he sits down the teacher continues. When I hear my name, "Park Jimin" I stand up and walk to get my schedule from the teacher. I take a look at my schedule. I groan when I see the classes I got stuck with this school year. It's my last year so I decided to go all out with my classes but now I regret it. I have several honors and advanced placement classes. At least I will be taking dance and music lessons. I'm also going to be singing. I love to sing so I guess there is some balance in my schedule. However, the only problem is that I also am involved in clubs and tutoring. Most of this is after school so I will barely get a break.  

I hope I don't regret this... what am I saying? I already regret this. With everything I do at school and stuff, I have a bright future ahead of me. But what good does it do me if I have no idea what to do with it? I love to dance, sing, draw, paint, and read. I may end up doing something with that. I have no idea though as to what exactly it is that I will do. In reality, I just go through the motions of life... I'm not really living. I have nothing to look forward to. For me, life is boring and repetitive each and every day. I want something exciting, something thrilling, heck maybe even something dangerous. I wish I had a dream and goals like everyone else... but I don't.

People always say be careful of what you wish for but what could go wrong with wishing to have dreams and goals? Is it wrong to want something different from what I have now? I don't think so. With these thoughts on my mind, the bell rings signaling the class change. With a sigh, I head out the door and walk into the midst of students that fill the halls. I head to my next class and hope for the best this school year. It's my last year and I hope to make it memorable. 

A/N Well... what was I thinking when I wrote this? I honestly don't know... I can't remember what I thought at the time of writing this story yet here it is. To be honest I'm editing a lot more than I thought. Not only because I'm trying to make it fit Yoonmin but some of my sentences were terrible. Also, I didn't know how to stay with just one POV. Like I would find sentences in 3rd person POV when it's supposed to be 1st person. Also, some of my grammar was terrible. Anyways my dear lovely readers... I hope you are enjoying my story and if not well... comments really help so if you have questions, thoughts, recommendations, just tell me and I will happily fix what needs to fix. Or clarify what needs to be clarified... Today I feel okay better than yesterday when I was in tears. Then again this chapter is supposed to lift my spirits. However, I do think I could have done better with their first meeting? I don't know... I don't really remember first meetings so I wouldn't know. Anyways... I hope you all have a wonderful day... I love you all my beautiful readers. Take care and wait excitedly for the next chapter. Bye and see you all in the next chapter.