Two weeks ago..

Yoongi's pov 

"Jiminah!" I called my younger brother. He had been staying with me for a few years now. after I found him outside on a bench, I knew I couldn't ever leave him again. Except, today I had to. 

"Coming!" I heard him yell in return. After I left him that day, I got into some trouble with people in street fights and what not. After that, I managed to win a few bets and earned enough to but food and survive. I lived in a conainer on the edge of the city. Jimin stopped going to school and managed to get a job so we could live a lottle more comfortably.

Jimin being the fluffball he is, wanted to buy an apartment we could share, but I told him I had grown fond of the container and that it wasn't necessary. The truth was that I was saving up so we could move out to the city so Jimin could finally get a good education and the life he deserved. Being his older brother, I couldn't stand seeing him get hurt. I didn't want him to live the rest of his life working at the restaurant he currently worked at called 'Bangtan Burgers'. I spent years saving up to buy us two bus tickets, and enough money to rent a good size apartment.

Of course, we always had our grandparents but we couldn't live the rest of our lives under their shelter for multiple reasons. Jimin ran over from where he had been laying in the grass outside. His hair was a little messy and his cheeks were rosy. "Hyung! Look! I found a four leaf clover!" He shows me and shoves it in my face. I can't help but smile at his adorable expression.

"So, what is it hyung?" He asks curiously. 

"We're moving." I say.

"To where?" 

"The city."

I explained everything to him and he agreed. We moved that day getting on our bus to the city.

Present time..

Jimin's pov

It was my first day of school after years of not attending. I was really nervous and woke up early to get ready. After showering and getting dressed, I went into the kitchen to eat breakfast. I had a quick bowl of cereal before going to the door to slide my shoes on. "I'm leaving!" I yell at Yoongi who was most likely sleeping. All I heard was a groan in reply. I Opened the door and left the apartment on my way to school for the first time in years.

I walked to school feeling confident. Though, I hadn't been to school I had studied in libraries throughout the years and most likely knew more than other students my age. I was ready to have a life. The life I had always wanted.

As I got closer to school, my confidence faded. I saw a lot of kids mostly huddled up in groups chatting and walking. Sweat trickled down my face as I began to feel stiff. My heart was pounding and I started to overthing everything. 

Does my hair look okay? Am I walking weird? Why is everyone looking at me? Am I wearing my pants backwards? I looked down. Okay. My pants are not backwards. 

I walked into the school from the main entrance and walked through the busy halls getting pushed in every direction. I continued getting pushed until I finally got knocked down. 

"Sorry! Are you okay?" A voiced asked pulling Jimin up.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I replied trying not to sound in pain. 

"I actually haven't seen you around before. Are you new?"

"Yeah, I'm Jimin. Park Jimin."

"Your name does sound familiar, but Jimin is quite a popular name. I'm Dahyun!" She says. "Would you like me to take you to the front desk?"

"Yes, I would like that."

I follow her down one hallway after another until we reach a door with words engraved in it. 'Teacher's Office' it reads. "Well, we're here!" She says smiling. "Thankyou for bringing me here!" I say bowing slightly. "Of course! And if you don't already have plans to sit with someone at lunch, you can sit with me if you like!" She says cheerfully. Since I don't have any friends anyway, I might as well. "Sure, I would like that." I reply giving her my eye smile. 

"My boyfriend and a few of my friends will be there, too. I hope you're okay with that. I promise they're friendly but my boyfriend might get jealous if a cute boy like you sits with us." She says patting my head. I only smile at her. "Well, I should probably get to class." She says before waving and walking away. I wave in return before pushing the door open.

After talking with the teachers they escort me to my first class. Biology. I enter the classroom and everyone turns to look at me. I feel my cheeks burning from the attention. "Ah, you must be Jimin." She smiles warmly. "Class, this is our new student Park Jimin. Jimin, why don't you introduce yourself to the class." She says encouragingly. I clear my throat before speaking. My eyes wonder accross the classroom until they stop on a certain boy. 

He had shaggy blonde hair and a sharp jawline. He looked at me and I immediately blushed. He also looked....familiar? 

"Mr. Park?" The teacher calls me waking me from whatever trance. All of a sudden I can't speak. My throat goes dry and my heart beats faster. "Uhm, nevermind. Why don't you go sitdown next to Hoseok." I look over to where she was pointing and my eyes land on a boy with a  and a big smile. The empty seat beside him happened to be right infront of the familiar boy's seat. 

The familiar boy named Kim Taehyung.

He waved at me and I nervously walk over dropping my backpack at my feet before sitting down. "Hi! I'm Hoseok! I hope we can be friends!" He says. I notice that he has a really pretty smile and I can't help but smile back at him. I nod slightly before continuing class.

Taehyung's pov

I was sitting in class in my normal seat not really paying attention to class. 

"Ah, you must be Jimin." I hear the teacher say. I ignored it but something caught my attention. 

Jimin

"Class, this is our new student Park Jimin. Jimin, why don't you introduce yourself to the class." My ears perked up at his name. That's my Jimin.

The same Jimin I grew up with. The same Jimin that left me without saying a proper goodbye years ago. The same Jimin that I spent years looking for. 

There he was. The same boy that I spent countless hours at the park at. for so many years sharing secrets, telling stories, just enjoying eachother's company. Jimin met eyes with me and for the first time, I felt my heart flutter. No no no no no. This was wrong. I'm straight. I have never had feelings for a guy and I never will. I watched as Jimin's eyes travelled the room stopping on mine. We met eyes and there was a sense of connection. Like there was a string connecting us. I couldn't take my eyes off of him.

His chubby cheeks, his sparkling brown eyes, his button nose, his pink plump lips.

His lips.

They looked soft. I wonder how he tastes. 

"Mr. Park?" Her voice wakes me up from whatever gaydream I was stuck in and I mentally slapped myself. Jimin looks nervous. Scared. Lost. I just wanted to hug him and tell him everything would be okay. "Uhm, nevermind. Why don't you go sitdown next to Hoseok." Hoseok sits infront of me meaning I would be able to look at the pretty boys hair the rest of class. 

It's really Jimin.