...Jimin's POV...

Tomorrow is my first day of my new school. I had to leave my old school and my friends there in the city where I lived my whole life since my dad wanted to leave Busan and move to Seoul, hoping he could forget about my dead mom. We really love her and miss her so much, especially me, but the fact that she was so close to us, we can't bear thinking about her loss. So my dad thought of just moving away, change our lifestyle and visit her from time to time.

...{Flashbacks}...

...Third person POV...

"Baby, I'm fine! I'm totally fine! Don't worry about me, please. I'll be in a good place, I promise! Just be careful with yourself and be happy for me please. I'll be watching you, ok Jimin? I'll never leave you alone." Jimin's mother spoke with a soft, weak voice as she was holding her son's hand, firmly. Jimin just kept crying silently beside her as he looked at his mother on the hospital's bed and kept holding her hand firmly, not willing to let go of it. His mother just smiled softly at him while slowly and weakly extending her arms for Jimin so Jimin instantly sat beside her on the bed and hugged her tightly, crying even more now.

"Shh, baby...it's gonna be alright." Jimin's mother kept her arms around Jimin and patted her son's back softly, calming him down, while looking at her husband.

"Please take care of yourselves, babe. Take good care of our son for me, please.." Tears kept flowing down Mr. Park's cheeks as he listened to his wife and instantly leaned down, giving her a last kiss.

"Don't worry, dear. You just rest.." Mr. Park replied sadly. Mrs. Park just smiled at both of them before looking at the ceiling of her hospital room, still patting Jimin and holding her husband's hand tightly, then slowly closed her eyes, still smiling weakly.

...{Present time}...

...Jimin's POV...

Before I could even realize it, I felt tears escaping my eyes and flowing down my cheeks when I remembered how my mom died when I was in her arms. She had a terrible cancer in her brain which caused her to die quickly in times I obviously needed her. It's not like my dad isn't nice and caring to me. In fact, he takes good care of me so much just like he promised my mom. It's just that me and my mom were so close to each other just like best friends. My father was our best friend too but losing one of them is harsh. I sighed deeply before wiping my tears away then looked down at my sketchbook and continued sketching. Everytime I sleep I always find that handsome guy in my dream even though I've never saw him in real life. It's like he's an angel who comes in my dreams. He's just so handsome and I couldn't stop myself from sketching him. I've drew some sketches of him now.

I finally finished my first complete colored drawing of him.

I smiled softly as I looked at my beautiful drawings of him. I know my drawing skills isn't that good but I think it's close to how I see him in my dreams. Hah..I've always hoped for a handsome guy to take care of me just like my mother did before she died. And this guy I always see in my dreams is obviously the perfect one. He's just always so handsome, cute, muscular and has a great personality. I just wish I can see him in real life.

Hah..my parents doesn't even know that I like men. I wonder how would they react if they knew. I mean I'm sure my mom is okay with it since she saw me a couple of times crushing on boys when I was young and she used to tell me personality is way more important than gender. I also think she already knows since she's watching me from up above too. I'm pretty sure my dad will be okay with it, too.

I sighed softly before getting up from my desk then started putting my books and my sketchbook in my backpack. After I was done, I set my alarm on my phone then plopped down on my bed. I really hope tomorrow won't be bad as I'm thinking. I think it won't be that bad, right? Plus, if I didn't fit in with others..I'm pretty good at lots of stuff. I mean I'll definitely join clubs, for example, so I don't get bored. Everybody loves my voice and my dancing and of course my drawings. I have hope for tomorrow.

I smiled softly to myself before my eyelids finally started to feel heavy and slowly closed to hide my eyes and fall asleep.

(Hello! I hope you like my first chapter of my first story here. Can you please comment if I should continue or just give up on my first story 😂?)

...Jimin's POV...

I groaned softly when I heard my alarm ringing in my ear, annoying me to wake up, alerting me for school, which made my eyes open slowly to the sun that attacked me immediately. I sat up and kept rubbing my eyes since they were still barely opened, still trying to wake up, then looked outside my window while sighing softly. Hah..I slept kinda late, drawing him. I groaned again when I remembered my dream. Why did I have to wake up right before that beautiful guy talk to me. I dreamed of him again as usual and I really wanted to hear him finally talking to me for the first time..but I woke up. Hah..I bet his voice is just as beautiful as his looks..but I didn't get the chance to hear it, of course...god..

I ran my hand through my hair, pushing it away from my face, then stood up to get out of my bed and outside my room. I walked to the bathroom to take my morning shower and get ready for my first day in my new school. I was super excited at first to meet new people and make friends and all that but..I got nervous and shy since I'm usually like this when I meet new people. I'm usually shy, I can't help it. But I made sure to fill myself with lots of positive energy for this day especially even though I know bad things will surely happen and I may not fit in with them. Hah..whatever. Calm yourself down, Jimin. Remember..the most important thing for me in high school years is my studies and my talents. Even if I didn't fit in, I'll be concentrated and busy with my studies and talents.

I placed my hand on the wall and threw my head back, enjoying the beautiful warm water running down my back, relaxing me. After I was done with my shower, I dried myself with my towel then wrapped it around my tiny waist and went back to my room to get ready. I did my skin care routine, wore an oversized hoodie with some black jeans then styled my hair and sprayed some of my favorite perfume.

After I was done, I put my books in my bag then grabbed it and my phone then walked outside my room to see my dad in front of me, puting some berries on my favorite breakfast, waffles. We weren't rich yet not so poor so we had a normal house, not big yet not small, perfect for us.

"Good morning, dad." I said with a soft smile as I sat down at the dinner table and started eating the waffles my dad prepared for me. My dad used to make me food even when mom was alive since his food was the best. Mom's food was so good too but dad's is always the best. Even mom always loved his food more.

"Ah. Good morning, Mochi! Did you sleep well?" My dad starting talking while washing his own plate since he already finished eating then came back and sat beside me while patting my back softly as I ate.

"Uh..yeah, I guess. Thank you for making me these waffles. I really like them." I replied softly and continued eating.

"No problem. I know you do, silly, I'm your father. Eat up!" My dad replied while chuckling softly as he squished my squishy cheek then continued watching the TV. To be honest, I really like it when my cheeks are squeezed so I smiled brightly at my dad then looked down at my plate as I continued eating.

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...[TV]...

...Today's temperature will be 18°C/ 65°F for Seoul, 20°C/68°F for Busan, 22°C/71°F for Daegu and 25°C/77°F for the rest of the South Korean cities. There will be lots of rain and thunder in almost all cities so please drive carefully and don't forget your umbrellas if your walking....

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"Ah..be careful out there, Mochi, 'kay? Don't forget your umbrella." My dad spoke while taking my empty plate then went to wash it.

"Won't you pick me up from school? I mean I'll have to come back and stay home since my dorm won't be ready today."

"You'll move in your dorm tomorrow so you'll just have to walk back here from school just today. I'm so sorry, Jimin, I know it's your first day but I just have lots of work and I won't be back until tonight..Be safe for me, please.." I sighed softly while nodding okay, then took my bag and put on my shoes before walking towards the front door. I don't want to be late on my first day.

"Okay, don't worry. See you, dad. Wish me luck, please." I said softly while waving at my dad.

"Of course, Mochi! Everything will be fine, just don't worry too much about it! Be careful, 'kay?" My dad replied. He's been telling me to be careful ever since I was born but it increased ever since my mom died. He really cares about me and wants me to be always safe. Plus, he doesn't want to break his promise with mom. I know my mom died but at least god left me a great dad.

"Okay, dad, thanks. Goodbye!" I replied with a soft smile before leaving the house then started walking to the school.

Everything looks beautiful at this hour. It's so early. I put on my earbuds and enjoyed the music that I loved and to help me calm down too since I was a bit nervous. The school wasn't that far from home so after about 15 to 20 minutes, I found myself at the school. I had that surprised pikachu face as I looked at how big and cool the school is. It's really huge and so beautiful! I got more excited so I walked inside the gates and got inside the main building with the other students, excitedly.

I got shy when I saw groups of people in the big hallway, talking together, and I was the only one standing there alone. I kept standing still in my place, cluelessly, which made someone bump into me, harshly.

"Ow.." I stroked my shoulder when I felt someone really muscular bumping into me.

"Are you f*cking blind?!"

...(Just imagine that he's saying it in an annoyed way. I cannot find a suitable pic so sorry-)...

I just froze there in my place, only staring at him, not able to reply. I was so surprised. What the f*ck?? I swear it's that guy in my dream. But how?? And..why isn't he nice..?

"I-I'm so sorry..!" I bowed quickly, shyly.

"Chill, Jungkook. Stop arguing with literally everyone here. It's only few hours left and you'll go back to your dorm, let's go. We're sorry, bro." A kinda short guy, same height as me, started speaking, patting my arm softly with a soft smile.

"The f*ck, Yoongi?! I argue with everyone?! Or they're the b*tches!" The muscular man started shouting again, looking at me annoyedly, annoyed from what the short guy said, too. I quickly bowed again when the short one gestured me to leave quickly since the muscular one kept arguing non-stop then I quickly sprinted away while putting my hood on as I kept my head down. I really didn't expect him to come in real life. I didn't mean to stand in the way too, I obviously look new and clueless about the place..why was he so pissed about it? He's way more handsome in real life, though. I wanna sketch him again. Maybe when I go back home.

I started looking for my locker, still stroking my shoulder that was hit harshly by the muscular guy. I think I heard his friend calling him Jungkook. What a beautiful name. But, damn, he really works out a lot. He's so muscular. I stopped stroking my shoulder when it stopped hurting then kept looking for my locker while talking to myself in my mind as usual.

"Hello, there! Need help?" A student with a deep, low pitched voice started talking to me with a bright smile when he saw me obviously clueless.

"Hi, uh..y-yeah maybe. I just..I can't find my locker since I'm new here..." I started talking with a soft, low and shy voice but thankfully he was able to hear me.

"Ah, right! You're the new kid! I didn't expect you to be that cute, though. Hi. I'm Taehyung. And you are..?" The guy spoke quickly and confidently with a bright, squared smile. What a cute smile and a beautiful voice. I blushed softly hearing him calling me cute then smiled after seeing his cute smile then bowed softly, politely.

"Hello. My name is Park Jimin-" I started speaking politely, introducing myself, but I felt his hands instantly bringing me back up again.

"No need to be so formal! What a nice name, too. I'll be your friend and show you how things work here, 'kay? So don't worry at all. You look cool so you'll definitely fit in. Give me." Taehyung spoke with a smile as he took the paper I was holding that had my locker number and its passcode.

"Great! It's right beside mine! Okay, from here! Follow me!" Taehyung instantly spoke and immediately started walking quickly to its direction. I smiled brightly to myself, happy that I met him, then walked quickly after him to catch up. I didn't expect to have a friend this fast. He's a very good person, too. I think today won't be as bad as I thought...maybe..

(Hello! It's your author! That's the second chapter of my first story. I hope you like my story! Please comment if you like the story or not and if there's something I could change or something. Don't worry I won't get sad.)

Jimin's POV

I kept smiling softly to myself as I walked after Taehyung who was leading me to my locker. I literally didn't expect to make a friend this fast and this easy. I used to have no friends and if I did I rarely have one or two. Even my friends back in Busan are not even messaging me. People think I've changed ever since my mother died which I think it's true. I mean how do I bring the old Jimin back when the person who always stayed by my side and made me happy died?

I stopped walking when I found Taehyung opening my locker for me. "Here you go." He said while giving me the small paper back and gave me a soft smile. "Ah..thanks." I replied before putting my stuff inside my locker then locked it. He gave me a smile then looked at his watch before gasping softly. "Oh, sh*t."

"What?" I asked confusedly.

"Class will start any second. We gotta go or we'll be late. We're in the same classroom so follow me." Taehyung said quickly and started sprinting to the classroom. I quickly ran after him to the classroom. I obviously didn't want to be alone or be late literally on my first day. "Thank god the teacher isn't here yet." Taehyung said as he plopped down on his desk. I politely sat in the desk right behind Taehyung's since I wanted to stay close to him, I didn't want to be alone at all and he's the only one I know. "Soo...what's your hobbies?" Taehyung turned around and talked to me. I smiled softly and talked with him. We kept talking and made jokes and laughed a lot then stopped when the teacher came in.

"Good morning."

I concentrated with my teacher since I'm used to do that since I was a kid. That was my mother's hope, to be good in school and at my talents, and I'm not willing to disappoint her. I chuckled softly when I saw Taehyung already asleep then looked at the teacher again and kept concentrating then I flinched softly when the door was opened harshly.

It was Jungkook and Yoongi. "Why are you late??" The teacher started scolding. "Ugh...chill.." Jungkook said as he plopped down in his desk that was at the back of the classroom, as if nothing happened. "Wow and your sitting like nothing has happened? Get out, you two!" The teacher started shouting at them and Jungkook obviously got mad. "Ugh! Fu-" Jungkook was obviously going to say a bad word to his teacher so Yoongi quickly got up and shut his mouth with his hand and held Jungkook's hand that was going to make a middle finger. "We're so sorry. We'll go now." Yoongi quickly said while bowing then pushed Jungkook who was groaning out of class and closed the door after getting outside too. I kept watching what happened silently. I was shocked. I mean that person was totally who I keep seeing in my dreams. He looks so nice and polite in my dreams but why is he acting like a 'bad boy' in real life even though he looks like he has a good personality?

After class has ended I walked with Taehyung outside the classroom and walked towards the dance room since I told him that dancing was one of my hobbies. When we got in, I blushed deeply when I saw what was in front of me.

The muscular guy was dancing so perfectly to the music while sweat running down his body, making his shirt wet and exposing his perfect muscular body, while Yoongi just sitting on a chair, watching him boredly. He stopped dancing as he was down on the floor and turned his face to us when he felt the door opening.

I froze in my place. How could he look so sexy just by sweating and looking at us like that? "We're sorry to interrupt." I bowed then got pulled by Taehyung to an empty spot in the huge dance room. "I told you that there's no need to be so polite!" Taehyung said as he pulled me far from them so we don't disturb them. Taehyung took the chance that Jungkook was taking a break and played some music for me. "Come on! Ever since you said you dance well, I couldn't wait to see you!" Taehyung said as he sat down and watched me. I chuckled shyly as I looked down at the floor then started to move my body with the beats.

I was a bit shy at first but after a bit I started to move my body perfectly to the beats. "Oh!! Jimin-ah!!!" I smirked softly to myself when I heard Taehyung cheering for me. As I turn my body I accidentally looked at Jungkook.

I looked away and continued dancing instantly. I didn't expect him looking at me like that. I didn't expect him looking at me at all.

After the song had ended I looked at Taehyung and giggled softly as he ran at me and hugged me. "Dude! You're extremely good!! Bruh, there's a competition every month for the dancers here at school so they can perform and the other students vote who wins. You can join it! Please! It's just that your so perfect!" Taehyung kept talking quickly and I just giggled shyly. "Ah..that's perfect for me. I totally will join it. Thanks for telling me about it." I smiled softly and then flinched softly when I felt a tap on my shoulder. "You really were great. Sorry about earlier. What's your name?" I turned around after hearing a familiar voice then smiled when I saw Yoongi. "Ah..thank you. And no problem it was my fault anyway I was in the way. My name is Park Jimin." I talked with a smile. "Nice name. I'm Yoongi. I'll be just like your big brother so if you're stressed or something come to me anytime." Yoongi talked with a smile. "Ah..thank you!" I smiled then took a look at Jungkook who was just staring at me from far away.

I saw him walking closer to us while groaning annoyedly. "He's not that 'perfect' though. I have no idea why you're all gathered around a dirty sl*t like him." Jungkook said coldly with an annoyed face as he walked outside with his water bottle. I didn't know how to react, I was speechless. Yoongi groaned after hearing Jungkook while giving him a middle finger then walked outside with me and Taehyung to the classroom after Jungkook. Jungkook stayed in his desk, playing on his phone, while Yoongi kept talking with me and Taehyung.

The school day went just fine except that last class. I was concentrating with my teacher as usual until I felt a cramped paper thrown at me. I picked it up confusedly then opened it and started reading it.

[Hello, h*e. Thought of saying hello since I haven't yet and that was the best way to do it for a wh*re like you. Don't you ever think of joining that competition cause you're not better than me, b*tch.]

I was shocked. I turned around and saw Jungkook smirking at me. Why would he do that? Why does he hates me without even knowing me? I sighed softly as I kept my head down then raised it when I realized class has finally finished. I silently stood up with my bag and walked outside the class instantly. I walked to the bathroom then walked in one of the empty stalls and just sat while hugging my bag tightly to my chest. I just remembered how I got bullied the same way in my old school. Like why does he hates me without any reason.

I kept talking to myself then flinched when I heard the bathroom door opening harshly. I stayed silent and kept my head down then gasped when I felt a bucket of water poured on me. I quickly got out of the stall and checked on my sketchbook since I didn't want my drawings to get ruined. "You're still a dirty sl*t even after pouring on you water." Jungkook said not breaking eye contact with me. I was speechless. I couldn't help but let tears escape my eyes. I quickly took my bag and rushed outside. I put my hood on my head and my forearm on my mouth to not get recognized and ran outside the building. Thankfully it started raining a lot so I thanked god that everyone will be wet not only me. I wiped away my tears then kept walking to my house until I reached there.

I got in then instantly threw away my bag and got in the shower. I took away my clothes and turned on the warm water and kept crying. That's the most thing that I hate, getting hated without any reason. I didn't annoy him at all why does he do that? Is it just because I said I'll join that competition?

I finally snapped out of my endless thoughts and got outside after drying myself then put on comfortable clothes and plopped down on my bed while tears still running down my cheeks. I've always been sensitive. That's why my mom and dad are overprotective with me.

Jungkook's POV

When I got to my dorm, I threw away my bag and got under the shower since I didn't want to get sick. I won't let anything stop in my way of being the best dancer and singer in school. After I was done I got out and brought my sketchbook and started sketching.

He looks cute, to be honest. And I just sketch anything I find beautiful. Not that I like him or anything. But he was so hot when he was dancing. I can't ever forget how he looked at me when he was dancing.

I felt kinda sad when I saw his tears back in the bathroom but I'm just not used to not get what I want. Call me selfish, I don't care, but that b*tch won't join the competition and win. I gotta say, he's way better than me.

Third person POV

Jungkook kept denying to himself that he likes Jimin even though he does. But he treated him like an enemy since he didn't want him to join the competition since he's the best one who always win it. And if Jimin joined, Jungkook will definitely lose. He was scared from him. After Jungkook finished sketching he got up and threw himself on bed, calling it a day, since he was tired.