Just so everyone knows, I'm trying to update this book weekly on Fridays. I know it's not Friday lol. Keyword was "trying" but if it's not up Friday then It definitely will be Saturday.

Jimin's POV:

    It's been a while since I texted Jungkook. I hope he replies soon. I need to know where the library is, so that I may get my books for class. I tried to ask him earlier, but he left me before I could. Now I just sitting on a bench waiting for him to answer me. I was playing on my phone to pass time when I heard a noise.

"Aish! Stupid rock." I looked up and saw a boy on the ground along with all of his things scattered around him.

"Hey. Are you ok?" I got up to help him gather his things.

"Yeah I'm fine. I just tripped. Thanks for helping me and not laughing." He said as we both stood to our feet again.

"Why would I laugh? You could've been seriously hurt." I asked curiously.

"Who are you and are you some sort of angel?" He chuckled.

"I-I'm Park Jimin." Dang it. My stutter came back. Why must I be so shy? He must think I'm weird now. "Um I'm just a b-boy." I played with my sweater paws feeling a bit self conscious.

"Awe, you're so cute. My name is Kim Seokjin, but you can call me Jin. What year are you?"

"I'm a freshman."

"Me too. We might have classes together then. Let me see your schedule." I nodded as I pulled the folded piece of paper out of my pocket and handed it to him. "It looks like we have English, Biology, and Art class together. Oh wow. You take dance?"

    "Huh?" I took the paper back realizing that I haven't even read it yet.

P. Jimin Schedule
**Breakfast — 6 AM - 8 AM
Geometry — 8AM - 9 AM
Language — 9:05 AM - 10:05 AM
English — 10:10 AM - 11:10 AM
Biology — 11:15 - 12:15
**Lunch — 12 PM - 2 PM
Art — 1:45 PM - 2:45 PM
Dance — 3PM - 4PM
** Dinner — 6 PM - 8 PM

    Who put me in dance class? I haven't danced since I was 12. My mom and dad had to pull me out since we couldn't afford it anymore.

    "If you're in dance class, that means you must be really good. They don't let just anybody in there since it's a competition class. Kinda like the theater class I'm in. When did you audition?" He asked with a smile.

    "I-I didn't." I frowned in confusion.

    "Well you must've. Otherwise you wouldn't be in that class." He frowned too.

    "Maybe there was a mistake. I'll ask my mom's friend about it. She might be at my dorm still." I said not looking up from the paper.

    "Who's your mom's friend?"

    "I think her first name is Suyeon, so Kim Suyeon." I spoke cautiously feeling unsure of my answer.

"You mean the Kim Suyeon. President of the parent board and daughter of one of the founding members of this school." He gasped.

    "She hadn't mentioned that last part, but yes."

    "Her family practically runs this place, and her son never lets anyone else forget it. He's a ruthless entitled asshole. You should avoid him at all costs." He warned.

    "But I'm supposed to meet him later."

    "Don't. Make up an excuse or something. He's seriously the worst, and if he finds out you're a freshman, then it's game over. There's something off about that whole family. If you got into that class without auditioning, it was no mistake. Mrs. Kim wanted you in it."

    "But why?"

    "I don't know, but you said it yourself. She might still be in your dorm. Why don't you go ask her?"

    "I will, but first I need to find out where the library is." I looked around.

     "I can help with that. I going there now."

    "How do you know your way around if you're a freshman like me?" I furrowed my brow.

    "I moved in on Tuesday, so I had a little time to explore the campus. In doing so, I also found out freshmen were the last class to move in. That is why all of the other grades are in classes  right now. Our classes start next week on Monday and get this. The school started a new policy were we only have class 4 days a week. Starting this year everyone has Friday's off."

    "I can't wait. I'm finally going to get a chance to be in a real classroom." I clapped my hands in excitement.

    "You've never been in a classroom?"

    "No. I was homeschooled."

    "Well I'll let you in on a little secret. School is the worst. Especially high school. Trash whatever expectation you might have. Otherwise, you are going to be very disappointed."

    "Really? How bad can it be?" I shrugged as we started making our way to the library. I decided to text Jungkook hyung to let him know I no longer needed his help.

    I didn't expect him to respond so quickly,  nor did I expect  him to respond the way he did.

I really didn't know what to say. A party sounded fun. I've never been to one before so maybe I should give it a try.

    "Who are you texting?" Jin looked over at my phone.

"My new friend, Jungkook." I smiled.

    "Jeon Jungkook? As in the student body president and heir to Jeon Corp.?" His eyes got big.

    "Do you know everyone?" I giggled.

    "I do my research, but that's not the point. He's just as bad as the Kim's son. In fact, they are best friends. He's someone you should steer clear of as well."

    "But he was really nice to me. He gave me his number and even invited me to a party." I pouted. I don't want to stay away from Jungkook hyung. He's really nice and sweet and handsome.

    "Trust me Jimin. It's all an act. He is not to be trusted." I was starting to get annoyed by all of Jin's rules. What did he know anyway?

    "Have you even met him or anyone else you claim to be so bad?"

    "Well no, but I've heard many stories."

    "Then how can you be so sure that those aren't just made up stories, if you never find out on your own?"

    "Based off what I've heard, I don't want to find out. I want to be safe and I want the same for you."

    "I appreciate your concern, but it's too late now. I've already said yes and we're leaving at 8."

    "What?! Jimin the campus curfew is 10pm. If you leave at 8 you won't make it back in time. Besides, a senior inviting a freshman to a party seems really fishy to me."

    "Jin, I think you're being a little over the top. I'm sure he got permission first for the curfew thing, and he probably invited me so that I can make some new friends."

    "Well Jimin, I think you're being a little naive and that you should listen to me. I can tell that you don't get out very much and that you are very sheltered. I however am a good judge of character when it comes to these types of things and I'm telling you, this has disaster written all over it."

    "Thanks for looking out for me Jin, but I'm still going. I don't believe in just writing people off immediately based off of a bunch of gossip. It's wrong to judge someone before you get to know them. At least that's what my mom always told me. Now will you please respect my decision and help me get ready later on today?"

    "Hmm.. I don't know. Are you sure you're not doing this because you like him?"

"W-What? Like him? I-I don't like him. What make you say that?" I panicked.

"Jimin, I saw the way you were blushing as you typed. Your head-over-heels for him." I was blushing? Maybe I do like him. He's so beautiful. I could hardly breathe when he was around me.

"Maybe I do kinda sorta have feelings for him. Is that so bad?"

"Yes. For many many reasons, but I don't think I'm gonna be able to change your mind so I'll spare you the details."

"So~, are you gonna help me?" He gave me a look of dismay, so I had to pull out the big guns. "Pleeeeease~" I gave him the sweetest face I could muster up.

    "Ok fine, but I'm still 100 percent opposed to to this."

    "Yaaayy thank you thank you thank you!" I hugged him.

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Author's POV:

    Jungkook paced around in his bedroom thinking about what he had just done. He didn't understand what was wrong with him. If it had been anyone else, Jungkook wouldn't have hesitated to throw them into the pac of wolves. He might have even gotten in on the fun. He loved torturing freshman just as much as his friends, but there's something about Jimin that bothers him. He feels like he knows him and he doesn't want anyone to hurt him.

   "Come on Jeon. You're better than this. Who is he anyway? You don't know anything about him, so why deprive your friends of a good time?... Aish why do I feel so guilty?" Jungkook stopped once he heard his front door open. He walk out into his living room to see Taehyung hopping onto his couch. "What are you doing here?"

"I ran into my mom. She was in the front office." He answered plainly while fiddling with Jungkook's television remote.

"Ok and?" Jungkook gestured for him to continue.

"She gave me all the deeds on our little freshman. Apparently, his parents are completely broke and we are paying for everything until they can get back on their feet." The brown haired boy smirked.

"I still don't get it." He said not understanding what any of this had to do with him.

"Oh come on Kook. This means that little bitch is practically my slave. We can do whatever we want to him and he won't be able to do anything about it since my family is his main source of survival." He laugh condescendingly.

"Ok. Why couldn't you just tell me this over the phone?" He replied blankly.

"I thought I'd share the good news with you first since you're the one who lured him in, but right now you don't sound that excited. Why is that?" Jungkook didn't reply. "Don't tell me you're going soft, because I will literally punch the shit out of you." Tae scoffed.

"I didn't lure him in. I invited him to a party and no I'm not going soft. I just don't care." Jungkook turned to go back into his bedroom and Taehyung followed.

"Yeah whatever." Jungkook sat on his bed while Taehyung stood in front of his closet and began to undress. Jungkook's eyes widened.

"Dude! What the fuck are you doing?"

"Chill, we're both dudes. What are you some kind of fag or something?" He chuckled as he took his shirt off exposing his built chest and washboard abs.

"N-no." Jungkook looked away and Tae smirked as he moved closer towards him.

"Are you sure?" He drops his pants and Jungkook gulps. Tae comes even closer only in his boxers now. "You're all red." He pushes the latter further onto the bed and hovers over him. Jungkook's eyes go even bigger as Tae leaned down and grazes his lips against Jungkook's ear. "Am I turning you on?" His hand trails up the panicked boy's thigh almost reaching his bulge. Jungkook shoved him off the bed before he could.

"What the hell man?! That's not cool!" Jungkook glared as he saw Tae spawned out on the floor laughing hysterically. He grabbed a pillow to cover his lower half while the latter was still distracted. He hoped the boy didn't already notice.

"You should have seen your face. That was priceless." Tae said in between breaths.

"I fucking hate you."

"No. You love me and that is why you're still here." He smirked and Jungkook swallowed praying that didn't mean what he thought it meant.

"Why the hell are you stripping anyway?" He quickly changed the subject. Tae shrugged as he got off the floor and went back to the closet.

"The boys and I are leaving in an hour or so to pregame before the party. I don't feel like going all the way back to my dorm to change, so I'm wearing your clothes. Problem?" He asked nonchalantly while raking through Jungkook's shirts.

"Uh yeah. Whenever you borrow my shit you never give it back or you always ruin it."

"Yeah yeah yeah send me a bill. Oh~ this is nice." He pulled out black shirt, a denim jacket and some black skinny jeans. "I'm wearing this." He states while putting it on. Jungkook just sighed knowing that there was no point in arguing. "What are you gonna wear?"

"Don't know yet. Jimin and I are leaving at 8." Jungkook shifted uncomfortably.

"I'm hungry." Taehyung left to go into the kitchen once he finished getting dressed and Jungkook quickly relocated into the bathroom to take care of his increasingly growing bulge. He hated it when Tae teases him like that. He hated how he secretly felt about his best friend. He knew having these feelings could get him in some deep shit if he's not careful. If Tae continues to behave that way, he secret would come out way sooner than later and that's the last thing he needed right now.

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New Character

Kim Seokjin