(JungKook's P.O.V)

Sitting on the uncomfortable chair of the school, I listened to our teacher's boring lesson.

Everyone was already in class, except for one girl. The one who's the most beautiful. The one that's stealing my breath every time I'm around her. The one that you can hear her voice barely. The one and only Lee Y/N.

She only has two friends. Except for those two, she doesn't speak with anyone else.

I don't know her high, but I do know that I'm taller than her, and that's all that matters. Her hair is a shiny brown, and she always is putting it in a high ponytail.

She's not those types of girls who wear different outfits each day just to get attention from guys. Her usual outfits are sports clothes. Those clothes fit her thin body perfectly.

I don't know why, but she always is angry and frustrated. Her cheeks are always red out of anger, and a frown has its presence on her face all the time. I'm worried, what if she gets frown lines? It's not like I dislike her if she gets those things, but just worried.

So, simply, she's so freaking beautiful.

Dear readers, me, Jeon Jung Kook, announce that I Love Lee Y/N from the bottom of my heart. That's true, and I'm sure of it. Like, listen to me, whenever I hear her voice, which is not often, my heart beat increases instantly. Whenever she walks into the classroom, the room fills with her sweet Chanel scent, which causes me to close my eyes and sniff her scent deeply. Even my nose loves her....... Okay, that was a stupid comment.

I've caught her staring at me multiple times, but I'm not sure if that's because she likes me or not.

A sudden knock in the middle of our first lesson - Y/N is still no not here - brought me back to reality.

"Come in." Said our teacher as he put the marker on the table which is provided for teachers.

The door opened and came in the first, one, and only female that is always occupying my mind.

I noticed something odd.

She wasn't wearing her usual outfit. Her hair wasn't in that beautiful high ponytail. Her cheeks weren't red. There was no frown.

Instead, she was wearing ripped jeans and an oversized black hoodie that had the Gucci sign on the centre of it. Her hair was in a high messy bun. And more than that, she wasn't holding her back bag!

Her eyes were swollen - red. As if she has been crying all night without getting one minute of sleep.

"Oh miss Lee, come in." Said our teacher and everyones' eyes in the class were as wide as plates. That's not our teacher's reaction to a student who's late. He'd shout "Why are you late?!" Or something like that.

Y/N took slow steps and stopped right beside our teacher.

"Everyone, our dear student Y/N has something to announce." Teacher said.

Something to announce? I recalled every possible thing that a student wants to have so they can announce something. Presentation? A project?

She released a heavy sigh. She cleared her throat. "Uh, hi everyone." She paused a bit, looking down at her fingers which were fighting with the hem of her hoodie. Then looked up at us again. "For some reason, I and my family have to leave Busan..."

Wait for what? My body tensed up, my heart warning me that it will stop at any given minute.

That was all that she said, before going toward her two best friends, hugging them while crying. My first time seeing her crying. She's crying. And she's leaving. Do you know what that means? Only one thing. One goddamned thing. And it's that I can't be with her. I can't tell her that I have feelings for her, that I like her, how much I love her.

She broke the hug and went towards our teacher, my eyes moving with her. She bowed her head and our teacher nodded with a small smile. She looked at us again after wiping her tears, but new ones immediately replaced the path of the old ones. She gave us a weak smile which broke me into pieces and went towards the door.

She opened the door, went outside, and turned around to face the door to close it.

But before closing it, she looked at me. Our eyes looked for a moment, and I swear more big tears slid out of her eyes. She looked down and closed the door.

That was when the door of my heart closed as well...

What I told you all was from 6 years ago. I was 18 years old at that time, and now I'm 23. I now am the Jeon Jung Kook of BTS.

That day was the last day I saw her.
I never knew where she went.
She took all the happiness away with herself.

"Guys, finally the staff found a male to work for us." Namjoon hyung said as he entered the living room of our shared house.

"ReAlLy?!" Jin hyung shouted out of excitement, who was sitting next to me.

Ouch, my eardrums.

It's been 2 months since we asked for a guy to work for us. There are a lot of ladies who are working as our make-up artist and hairdresser, etc... But what we want is a boy to be with us 24/7. To live with us. I know we're 7 big boys and want no one to do the house works, but we have a lot of practices and a lot of other things as an idol, and I want a whole book to write them. Those are the reasons that we want someone to do the house works. You may say "You can do them after your work." But we'll be so tired to the point we can't even cook.

He'll be more like a, umm..., Butler? Yeah, Bangtan's butler.

"Sooooo, when will he come?!" Once again, Jin hyung shouted. "Jin Hyung... Please lower your voice.." I said. "WwWhHhAaAtTt?! Are you daring to say that my voice is anno-"

"Okay, okay, your voice isn't annoying, I'm so sorry." I interrupted him. Taehyung and Jimin Hyun started laughing.

"He's coming tomorrow. His name is Lee Hwan." Namjoon hHyungsaid.

Lee... Just like Lee Y/N...

She was the cutest I've ever seen. What made her even cuter was, that she was cute without herself trying to be cute... Uh, I know my comments are so stupid, but yeah...

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It was yesterday when we found out about Lee Hwan. And now we're all sitting in the living room, waiting for him to arrive.

A knock on the door made all of us put down our phones. Jimin Hyung was the first one who stood up. "I'll open the door." He said and charged towards the door, running his hand through his hair. His habit.

Our door is a dark polished brown one, it's facing the living room. He opened the door, but we didn't see who is it, since Jimin hyung was right in front of it.

"Uh, hi. I'm Lee Hwan."

Hello everyone, welcome to this FF. I hope u guys enjoy my story and if u do, please give it some of your precious love. I've written FF's before but this is my first time publishing it and I'm so nervous. Please if u r here to write hate comments, leave. Because I either delete them or ignore them.

Let's start this journey together. 💜

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