"Hello, I'm Park Jimin", I introduced myself. To be honest, I have no idea why they are even taking the efforts to get me educated, not like they care. I mentally rolled my eyes and glanced around the class to look at the people that I am stuck with for a year.

What in the frick frack dilddy dack fucking fuck?

What the hell.

What was that?

My eyes landed on one of my classmates who looked at me as if she's never seen a boy before. Mouth open, eyes wide, a hand on her seatmate's shoulder and no sign of breathing.As per my calculations,

she is shocked.

But, wait..her expression, the soft female voice and the words, quite relate to each other. Perhaps, it was hers?

I was brought out of my oblivion by the teacher who put a hand on the small of my back and told me to find an empty seat. To my luck, a seat, right in front of the weird girl's, was empty.

Guess it's time to find out whether it was indeed her voice, or not.

I made my way to the seat, glaring at the weird girl, who finally realized that her expression of awe was quite weird, and awkwardly cleared her throat.

Damn that was embarrassing.

And there we go.

 ***

" It is a pastoral comedy by William Shakespeare believed to have been written in 1599 and-", I was immediately cut off by whatever the teacher-whose name I learned to be 'Assheart', was blabbering about in her monotonous voice, as I tried to eavesdrop on the conversation of the two weirdos behind me.

"Tsk tsk Luna..", the boy spoke in a hushed tone and in the same tone, the girl replied,

"What Hobi?"

"If I die, what would you do?",

"I can help you find out right now if don't shut up, 'cause I already don't understand a single word that leaves Assheart's mouth and you right now, aren't really helping", she said, clearly annoyed.

I wanna go home and away from here.

I couldn't help but smirk as I was sure of one thing, which was probably the only interesting thing that happened today.

I can read the thoughts of the weird girl in my literature class.