CHAPTER 1 [Y/N]

"Get up, Yoongi! We will get late on our first day!" I shouted from my room as I combed my long hair to tie it in a ponytail. "Yoongi!" I kept calling but no response, which was rather odd in his case. He would usually shout back to let him sleep more, but being silent is not his thing, really.

Combing my tied hair a second time, I straightened my school dress and marched up to his room. "Yoongi! Yoongi! Can you at least respond to me, idiot!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

"Yoongi, what the-" I paused when I opened the door. He was still under his blanket and wasn't even moving. I grumbled, "Are you still not awake?"

I stomped up to his side and pulled the blanket. But it wasn't coming out. "Yo-ongi... I know you- are holding it from inside... Leave it... get up now!" I gritted, while still using all my strength to pull the blanket. All of a sudden, he let the blanket go and I fell down, stumbling on it. I winced as my butts hurt on hitting the corner of his bed.

He frowned at me, and I glared. "I don't want to go to school!" He shouted in my face.

I stood up, threw the blanket on the bed, and equally shouted back. "You have to!"

"No, I won't!"

"Yes, you will!"

"No, I won't!"

"Yes, you will!"

"No, I won't!"

"Yes, you will!"

"No, i-"

"What's going on here?" Mom yelled from the door. We glared at each other and then I turned to take this chance to complain about him.

"Mom, I came here to wake up Yoongi, but he keeps shouting he won't go to school," I spoke in one breath and Yoongi pouted, looking away.

"It's your first day at this school. You have no choice." Mom cleared to him, and I smirked at him triumphantly.

Throwing a pillow at me, he shouted, "I won't go!" And ran to the bathroom.

I caught the pillow and threw it back on the bed. Mom and I glanced at each other and shook our heads, smiling at his silliness.

"Aren't you acting like a kid, Yoon?" Mom teased.

"Because I am a kid," he answered back rudely from the inside, which rather sounded cute. We giggled at his answer. Then he added, "but maybe if I had been an adult, I could have taken my own decision... like Y/n!"

Wait, what?

"Hey, I'm not an adult either. When did I take any decision?" I snapped at him.

"That I will have to go to school with you."

I gave my mom a see-your-idiot-son look and she laughed silently. Though I couldn't help but smile too. Why was he so cute?

"Oh yes... mom, I haven't arranged my bag yet. So I can't go now." He said.

"I already arranged both of our bags last night," I answered proudly. He groaned annoyingly.

"See! You are taking my decisions too now!" And I laughed more, sitting on his bed. Mom shook her head and gestured for me to take him ready downstairs soon. I nodded and showed a thumbs up.

...

When we were having breakfast, dad asked, "What's up kiddo? You seem to be in a bad mood today. Had a nightmare?"

Yoongi replied, "Why do I need to have a nightmare when I have a living disaster beside me!" I stopped eating and turned to him, "Yah!"

Dad laughed and Mom shook her head, chuckling while preparing our tiffin. I hit him with my elbow to which he glared once but we continued eating.

...

Finally, we were done. We said goodbye to mom and dad, and walked out of our house, with both of us unwillingly holding hands.

I took out my phone from my bag pocket and searched for a particular name. When I found it, I smiled, seeing that he had already texted me.

Jimin: When are you leaving home?

I typed out. "Just left. Might reach in 5-10 minutes."

Instantly, the message was 'seen', and he replied.

Jimin: Okay. So, I'll wait at the school gate and then we can go to class together. I'm so excited.

I smiled at the cute puppy eyes emoji he sent. I liked the message by double tapping and replied, "Yeah, okay. Me too <3"

I locked my phone and put it back into my pocket. But when I looked beside me, Yoongi wasn't there. I looked around and found out he had already overtaken me when I was busy typing. I ran to catch up with him and hit the back of his head playfully.

"Ah! What's wrong with you?" He frowned.

"Why did you walk so fast? For a moment, I almost thought I lost you."

"I didn't walk fast Ms. Y/n, you were walking slow." He pointed out and I huffed, "Um yeah whatever."

We didn't talk for the rest of the walk to school.

...

When we were almost there, I saw a guy leaning on the school gate with his eyes closed. I cleared my throat, quite close to him and he looked in my direction.

He beamed at once and came rushing towards me, instantly hugging me and lifting me up. I laughed and patted his back. He's still as cute as I had known him before.

"Jimin! Put me down now!" I chuckled.

He hugged me again, "I'm so so so much happy that you won't believe it, y/n."

"Yes, me too." I placed a kiss on his cheek, leaving him a bit flustered.

Jimin and I had been online best friends for over one year now. It had all started with an Instagram story reply. We had talked on call before but had never met. He had seen me and I had seen him too, but only through pictures on social media.

A few months ago, when we got to know that the new school I'm getting enrolled in is the same school he studies in, we were absolutely excited to finally meet each other in person.

And so here we are...

I'm happy that at least, I won't totally feel like an outcast in the new school.

We laughed and were about to go to our class when Yoongi tugged at my skirt.

"I don't want to go to class, please Y/n." He stubbornly stated. I and Jimin exchanged glances and then I asked, "but why?"

"I know everyone would bully me there. I won't go!" He folded his arms and stood there with his eyes downcast.

Jimin bent down, "No, no one would do that." He smiled to comfort him but he looked away.

Just then someone came running from behind him and extended his hand to him. He seemed to be around his age.

"Hi, I'm Hoseok." Yoongi looked up and shyly smiled, accepting his hand and shaking it slightly. "Hi, I'm Yoongi."

I was surprised by the way his stubborn expression turned into a shy smile but I was happy inside. Maybe now he would go to class.

I ruffled his hair and said, "See... now you got a friend too. Go to class now." But when he looked at me, his eyes turned serious again. What the fuck is wrong with this kid!

"Don't touch my hai-" But Hoseok interrupted while looking at his identity card. "Hey, you are in my class. Yesss, let's go!" And then he pulled him by arm and walked towards the class. We waved at them and Yoongi kept slightly smiling at his new friend. I never saw him being so happy.

I turned to Jimin, "Let us go too!" He nodded and we started to our class, laughing and talking.

A/N Here's the first chapter of my first fanfiction. Hehe! Hope you like it :)