"Hi, my name is Pya-"

"Priya," Jason reminded and Taehyung shook his head hastily as he corrected himself.

"Hi, my name is Pya and-"

Jean rolled his eyes. "Priya."

Taehyung mumbled in Korean, "Isn't that what I'm saying?"

The three were in the parking lot, outside their high school. Jean and Jason decided to skip school to help the body of their best friend – well, a body that was inhabited by a Kpop idol that didn't know how to speak English thoroughly. The resulted into seeing the Taehyung wasn't half as bad as they had first thought.

"Pri-"

"Pri-" Taehyung followed Jason's lead.

"-ya," Jason finished, smiling lightly as his dark eyes squinted.

"-ya," Taehyung finished, moving his hands the same way Jason did. Both talked with their hands.

Jason nodded and even Jean smiled a little bit, breaking out of his 'I don't care' façade for just a moment.

"Now all together," Jason said. "Priya."

"Pri-" Taehyung squinted at Priya's eyes, "Priya."

Jason grinned, patting at the girl's shoulder before nodding. "Yes! You've got it."

"Now, from the beginning," Jean spoke out from the driver's seat.

"Hi, my name is Priya and I need to step my puss-puss game up."

Jean was grinning like an idiot. Jason was clapping all over again.

Taehyung smiled hugely at seeing their reactions to his English that he was slowly mastering phrases of in the back seat. Intrigued, the boy asked, "What is puss-puss?"

"Slang for math," Jean lied, snorting when Jason sighed in contentment, taking in the air around the sky that was starting to fade in different colours. "Priya is really bad at it."

Taehyung nodded. "Okay," he cutely popped before thanking them both for helping him.

"Any time," Jean grinned.

Jason smiled himself, seeing how Taehyung as scrunched onto of the hood of the car. The man sat, crossing at Priya's legs as he ate a sandwich Jean had provided all of them; sharing a lunch. At first, it was insane for them to be riding, talking, and conversing with Priya when she wasn't herself. But after the few hours that they had spent together, they couldn't help but fool around and help the oblivious idol that was struck on accident in their friend's body. It had been an interesting, yet lively, day.

Taehyung's Korean was back as he shivered lightly from the slight chill that was around them. The two boys hopped off the car from next to him and Taehyung's felt Priya's eyes water a little from the cold, her nose starting to act up. "Where are you going?" he asked in Korean.

Jason didn't understand the words but understood the panic in the girl's face displayed before him. He smiled, "We're going to attend our final class. You sit here, eat, and think about everything we've taught you so far, okay?"

Taehyung's brows furrowed.

Jean rolled his eyes when Jason took in a breath and patiently repeated himself. Kinder, softer, and slower so Taehyung could get the clues of what was going to happen from here on.

Feeling gasy, afraid, and not so thrilled to be left alone, the boy shook his head anyway, feeling Priya's long hair hit his face from the pony tail that was starting to loosen. Finishing up the sandwich that Jean had offered, Taehyung used his sleeves to create cute mitts for his palms, hiding away behind the emptiness that surrounded him. Slowly eating, he managed to watch the sun and the sky for a while, relaxing as time went by and silence took over the parking lot.

Taehyung felt a little more confident. He felt okay.

Moving his head slowly to look over a car that seemed to park right next to Jean's, Taehyung didn't move at all, finishing his sandwich as he watched the man inside pack his bag. In awe over how nice the car was, it was clear to Taehyung that the boy was rich. Watching him get out of the car, Taehyung eyed the man's attire. He wore a hoodie, bomber for some sort of high school team, and ripped jeans. Taehyung couldn't help but think how closely the boy looked like a tanner version of Jungkook.

"Hello," Taehyung said out of the blue, voice cute.

He bowed his head when the narrowed eyes of the boy seemed to move over to Taehyung's voice. The boy was Yithin Hales. He was the captain of the basketball team and Priya's crush for years. Did Taehyung know that? No.

The boy smiled a little, tossing his bag onto his shoulder and moving in front of Jean's car so he could look at Priya straight in the eyes.

Taehyung's eyes widened when feeling the girl's heart start to hammer instantly and her underwear instantly start to soak from female fluids. Growing insanely hot, Taehyung twitched uncomfortable but didn't uncross his legs as he looked over at the boy smirking before him. Aish, this is so weird!

"You're-" the boy took a minute, moving his hand to his forehead before pointing in Priya's direction. "Wait, don't tell me. You're in my math class right?"

Taehyung understood the bit where he mentioned math and grinned childishly instantly. He nodded. He let what he learned flow out of him faster than ever. "Ne ne," he started only to fix his words, "Yes. Hi."

Yithin chuckled, brows furrowing. "Hey..."

"Hi, my name is Pya-" Taehyung scrunched Priya's nose. "Priya," he corrected. "My name is Priya and I need to step my puss-puss game up!" Taehyung finished and he grinned so wide and so soo cute.

Yithin chuckled in shock. Highly confused, you could see it on the boy's face that he didn't know what to say. He frankly was trying to figure out if he had heard right.

"Sure," he sang out, still chuckling a little. "I wish you luck with that."

Taehyung stared at him, seeing if he could understand. Instead, he nodded and sang out in the chirpiest voice imaginable, "Thank youuu~"

Yithin's brows furrowed. His smile was genuine as his chuckling eased. "You're cute," he piped, winking before moving to walk back, "I'll remember you next time when in class."

Taehyung noticed him starting to walk back. Nose red, cheeks red, and sniffling a little, Taehyung went, "Name is Priya."

Yithin chuckled, nodding. "Yes, I've understood that. Thank you. What're you doing out here?"

Taehyung moved the sandwich out for the boy to see.

Yithin chuckled again. "Okay? But why out here alone?"

"It's cold, yeah yeah," Taehyung piped before moving to take a bite from his sandwich.

Yithin was grinning large. "Then go inside."

Taehyung shook his head.

"Why not? You skipping class?"

"Skipping?" Taehyung asked, brows furrowing in confusion now.

He nodded, moving to walk back slowly. "You don't have class?" he casually asked, not knowing why the girl he saw in front of him seemed to intrigue him.

"No. I'm sick." Taehyung simply said, putting the words together slowly.

"Oh okay, then don't be outside in the cold sweetheart."

Taehyung glanced down at Priya's crotch that was twitching. Eyes widened and growing further red, Taehyung finally moved his legs from being crossed, pushing the girl's thighs together as he cleared his throat and tried to focus on his English and not how embarrassing this feeling felt towards a guy Taehyung didn't know of.

"I'm waiting for friend."

"You're going to wait until the end of school? Aren't you cold?"

Taehyung hastily shook his head. "Yes, yes. Very cold."

The boy chuckled. About to wave and leave, Taehyung shot out, "Please give me your jacket, please."

The boy's brows jumped high at that blunt forwardness. Glancing down at his team jacket, his brows knit as he pointed at it. Taehyung shook his head, shivering before adding, "I give back in puss-puss class."

Yithin chuckled nervous. "What?"

"Math class, I promise," Taehyung sang out, sliding off the hood of the car before moving to possibly exchange his sandwich for the bomber that was specifically made for the basketball player.

Yithin looked at the sandwich and back at Priya's face in confusion.

"Jungkook-ah," Taehyung's cheeks flushed as he instantly fixed himself. It didn't help that the boy before him looked sick from being confused, but the smirk he still held kept making Priya twitch between her legs. Irritated, Taehyung felt confident in his English as he spoke, "What is your name?" he asked, trying not to have his eyes fool him into seeing the dark-skinned boy as Jungkook.

"Yithin. Yithin Hales."

Taehyung's brows furrowed. "What kind name?"

The boy was amused. "You don't know me?"

Taehyung shook his head, moving his hand out along with his sandwich. "Give me your jacket, I give sandwich."

Yithin laughed.

Taehyung pouted, not understanding what was funny.

Seeing as the boy grinned at him pouting, seeing the slight intrigued expression in the boy's eyes was unnoticed by Taehyung as he shivered and jumped a little in his spot. "Ah, cold cold."

"Yes very," Yithin sighed out, moving out of the bomber.

Taehyung smiled hugely as he took the jacket from the man. "You very nice, thank youuu!" he piped, voice reaching highs as he excitedly danced and moved into the jacket. He tried to give the boy his sandwich but he moved back, shaking his head and putting his bag back onto his back.

"It's okay," he laughed, moving backwards in confusion. "Just remember to bring it to math tomorrow."

Taehyung nodded, putting the remaining sandwich into Priya's mouth and jumping when feeling how oversized the jacket was on him. It was a weird feeling considering how Priya's body reacted. Knowing to the average eye he probably looked adorable as a girl cutely jumping around in a parking lot, Taehyung didn't care. On his mind, he was just excited that he managed to do just fine with the English conversation held.

"Later," Yithin chuckled out, grinning over at Priya's form cutely bouncing. He walked away, slightly confused over what exactly happened.

"Bye bye!" Taehyung waved out, his cheeks instantly blushing. Priya's body was reacting to the boy and Taehyung was starting to understand why.

Seeing the attractive boy leave, Taehyung tried to study what race he could possibly be as he walked away. Still waving, it was clear that Priya had a thing for the boy. Still waving and adorable, Taehyung watched Yithin move through the doors and meet a figure that seemed to be staring in his direction like a hawk. It was a female.

She didn't hold a nice expression. Waving 'hi' at her anyway, Taehyung's brows furrowed when the girl looked in hid direction as she kissed and full-on made out with Yithin as soon as he got through the doors. Oblivious to the jealous girlfriend of the athlete, Taehyung was confused over her still staring at him. Weirded out, Taehyung couldn't understand why the girl would look at him and kiss the player. Slightly uncomfortable, it didn't help that Priya's heart seemed to flutter in sadness.

Moving back onto the hood of the car, when Taehyung turned back around, he caught eyes of the girl glaring at him. He waved again. Her hair flung and she twisted away from the door. Leaving without even a sight.

"What's her deal?" he mumbled in Korean before tapping at the car's hood and feeling proud of himself.

He went back to staring at the sky.

Sighing, Taehyung felt like this was going to be easy. Life as Priya didn't seem so hard.

-

Sighing, Priya felt like this was going to be a fucking nightmare. Life as Taehyung was dreadful.

Laying on the ground, she whined as arms tried to pick her back up. Rolling away from them, she breathed over at the mirror in the dance practice space, shaking her head. "No no no, please no." She begged.

"Priya," Hoseok sighed out, trying to get her again, "You need to know the moves to every song we performing at comeback." His English was close to perfect. It made Priya's heart as an International Army flutter. She wanted to say something, but couldn't as she whined and moved closer to the wall before he could touch her.

"Get up, let's go," Jimin ordered, breathing in heavy. Jungkook was next to him, waving his hands around and telling her to get up. She didn't.

"Please. Please what did I ever do to you?" Priya whined, hating that Jungkook irritably came over and helped Hoseok pick her onto her feet.

"You took our brother away." It was the maknae. You glared at his sexy, sweaty face. Too tired and annoyed to be fangirling, she shuffled away from them and moved back into position.

"I didn't do anything. This happened because of Jess Trick."

They didn't say anything. Hoseok moving back to start the music.

"You need to try," Jungkook said. Again, her ARMY heart was fluttering but Priya held everything back. "You need to be like hyung."

She nodded. Memorizing all that she could, Priya tried not messing up. She had been in here with the three since waking up at Chung-Cha's. Getting most of it through difficulty, Priya had started off determined, seeing how stressed everyone was, only to grow tried and disheartened as she was only able to memorize the steps to one song. It wasn't even good. They kept joking between each other about Jin and Namjoon looking insanely better in comparison to Priya; did she know they were making fun of her? No. She couldn't understand.

Every time they made fun of her or wished to say something about her, they mumbled to each other in Korean. Priya felt left out.

Almost getting down the second song they had been practicing, Priya let her mind go dazed when Jimin shook his head at her failing. Moving towards her, he helped, holding her hands at points as he pointed in certain directions.

Priya was no longer tired or whiny. She grinned, almost evil to herself as she watched the man sweating before her breath at her face and help.

"Thank you," she whispered.

Jimin double-glanced up from her arm to what he saw as Taehyung's face. Scrunching his nose in awkwardness over the fact that he probably just witnessed what Namjoon meant by constant 'kiss me eyes', the idol chuckled nervously before slapping at Taehyung's hand and moving away so quick.

"Okay, one two three, and start!"

-

"Not okay. No countdowns. End."

Namjoon glared at Priya from where he sat across. Yoongi looked tired himself as he glared at her. None needed to understand English to simply read into Priya's tired body language.

"You're going good, learning quicker than the average." Namjoon tried to motivate.

"I woke up at 8 am this morning and now it's close to 3 am. Please, I beg you. Let me go to sleep."

Priya was close to tears. She couldn't do this. It was just one day and she felt like she wished to jump off the BigHit building.

Yoongi's eyes softened when seeing Taehyung's eyes water. Even Namjoon relaxed. His eyes were soft.

"We've been a little too hard on her," Namjoon whispered over to Yoongi in Korean.

The man nodded. "But we can't help that. We're pressured and the comeback stages are insanely close."

Priya felt like an idiot, blinking back tears, she found it embarrassing to cry in someone else's body in front of idols she cared so much for. Before they could speak, she mumbled in Korean that was broken for them to 'start up again'.

Namjoon's eyes softened even further. He felt bad suddenly. This entire day went by with Hoseok being the only one that was somewhat nice to the girl trapped in Taehyung's body. The others just treated her like a burden needed to be dealt with...

Yoongi felt a little bad too. He felt bad when seeing the girl suddenly stop whining as she took the book from his hands and started to try and read again.

"Priya, let's-"

"It's okay. Let's just do this so none of you are stressed anymore," she quickly combatted, burying herself into the words and letters that were so painfully foreign for her.

Yoongi understood that.

Both seemed to carry soft expressions as they watched what looked like their member, Taehyung, at the brick of tears while reading through an introductory book to Hangul.

Priya blinked back that tears, trying to harden up.

You can do this, you can do this.