10

There goes your alarm, ruining your peaceful sleep in your warm and comfortable bed. You set up your phone to ring one hour before the school was supposed to start, yet you've been lazy and continued to sleep for thirty minutes as you were keep repeating to yourself: "just more five minutes."

You got out of bed and looked through the clothes hanging in your wardrobe. Namjoon had set up a school uniform for you, neat and clean, on a hanger.

You changed your pajamas to this beige skirt, white blouse covered by a blue marine blazer, along with a blue tie, some white knee socks and black shoes.

"Ughh" you said as you glanced through the mirror. Your reflection was making you sick.

Ready to finally go out, you stopped by the kitchen as you noticed a note on the counter. You read, "Hello (Y/N)-ah! We wish you a happy first day at your new school. We also know that school isn't the best place that you would want to be, but you still have to get your butt there and finish that school year!" You giggled at their original way to motivate you. "You are a funny and amusing person so don't worry about making friends. We are 100% convinced that you will come back home tonight with at least three new friends on your list! Have a good day, don't miss the bus and we love you~ Signed BTSPS: we won't be there tonight before 11pm minimum so don't wait for us" you finished reading with a smile glued on your face.

"The bus!!" you gasped as you came back from your gaze. You bursted out of the apartment and ran to the bus stop right on time. You climbed up the stairs and it hit you. The thirty pairs of eyes, each one on your little self that was looking for a place to sit.

"Can I sit here" you asked a girl who was chewing gum like a cow and had too much eyeliner. She just gave you a death glare. That was enough for you to get the message: "fuck off." You smiled awkwardly and continued your way towards the back of the bus as it started advancing again.

Walking in a bus while its moving isn't quite easy. It's shaking in every direction and you almost hit someone's head with your backpack, because no oNE FUCKING WANT TO LET YOU SIT BESIDE THEM.

Then, the bump came along all your problems. You've swear you had jumped so high that there was a lack of gravity for a moment. Before you felt, there was a guy, a tall one, that caught you by the waist.

"Careful" was all he said before he likely obligated you to sit next to him, even though it wasn't on the same bench, but on the bench beside his.

That other guy now next to you was shocked when you sat next to him, disturbing his moment of listening to music. He stared at you like if you were a clown. Yes, a clown. Who would like to suddenly have a clown sitting next to you, a Monday morning, as you are taking the bus with a bunch of stinky kids to go to hell aka school? Nobody.

You smiled awkwardly to the boy that saved you from your fall, but he wasn't giving a shit at all. "What did you say about making friends, Namjoon?" you thought as you sighed and gave up on socializing with the boy.

Finally at school, the bus stopped and opened its door. One by one the students were getting out of the bus to gather with their friends before the school bell rings.

With nobody to join with, you just walked by all of these students, that immediately turned their heads towards you and entered the building. Inside, there was even more people squeezed together in the corridors. Plus, the smell was a horrible combination of sweat and farts. It was that pungent that it almost made you gag. "Those 15 year-olds should know how to shower properly at their age. And more than once two weeks!" you thought, making your way through.

You turned a corner and finally breathed out some air that you didn't notice you were holding in. There was less students in this corridor. You approached two girls that were leaned against the lockers.

"Hi, I'm new here. Can you tell me where is the principal's office please?" you asked politely and received a disgusted look back.

"Yeah, it's right over there" one of them pointed towards the end of the corridor with her fake pointy nail.

"Thank you!" You bowed. "By the way, I'm (Y/N)" you introduced yourself to, again, receive that disgusted look.

"Ok" the girl replied carelessly.

You moved on to the door at the end of the corridor, ignoring the rude attitude of those two girls. You knocked of the door and a manly voice indicated you to enter the room.

"Hi. You must be (Y/N), our new student! I'm the principal, Mr. Chang" the tall man in a blue marine costume introduced himself. You bowed with a large smile, "nice to meet you."

"So, you are going to attend our school for the rest of the school year, is that it? Two months and a week?" he questioned, looking on his computer. You nodded, pressing your lips together. "Ok, now, don't worry, your previous school had transferred your school records. You're actually a good students! I was impressed by your grades" he added. You simply pulled on a nervous smile.

"I think you're good to go now- oh! Your schedule! Let me give it to you..." The principal looked through a pile of documents, another one and finally pulled out a piece of paper from his drawer. "Here" he handed it to you.

"Thank you, Mr. Chang" you thanked him as you took the schedule, before bowing.

"Your first class is maths. I made a plan of the school for you. I colored the locals you have class in it and the star is my office, see?" Mr. Chang handed you another paper with effectively the plan of the school just like he described. "Maths is the green one. By the way, I don't usually do this, ok. I just had time this weekend" he said before letting you go.

"Ok, now that I have a map, let's play Dora the explorer!" you scoffed under your breath sarcastically. Let the treasure hunt begin!