"Since 1894" Captain Jeon
3
Tae just finished eating lunch. It's 12 in the afternoon and all of the studs are on their break.
It's been a month and he still hasn't talked to Jimin. He still feels mad about him and he knows that it's not right to talk to him for now.
But he misses him.
Of course, who wouldn't miss him? They're always together for almost 24/7. Probably partners in crime already. They've grown together and he's really happy that Jimin is his best friend.
He sighed and shook his thoughts out. He needs to distract himself, Probably read something?
He was on his way to the library when he saw Mrs. Min coming on his way. still haven't done his report and he forgot that today is the deadline.
Well by deadline-he's really dead. He slowly took a turn and pretended like he didnt see his teacher. But unfortunately, she called him out.
Mrs Min
"Mr. Kim! I've been looking for you actually."
Mrs. Min said and Tae took a sigh.
Kim Taehyung
"Why is that?"
He took out a nervous laugh and scratched the back of his head.
Mrs Min
"U know why. I need your report."—
He's literally cursing mentally using 20483920 languages to try and summon a portal so he can get out of this.
Kim Taehyung
"Oh....about that..."
He started. His thoughts we're scattered and he doesn't know how to say it.
Kim Taehyung
"l...I did not do it."
He looked down at his feet, afraid of seeing her reaction. But he heard a deep sigh.
Mrs Min
"I have no words for you Mr. Kim. I gave you all the chances to keep up but you still didn't do it."
She crossed her arms above her chest.
Mrs Min
"This is your last chance. If you don't submit ur report within another month then..I'm sorry but I'm reporting you to the principal's office."
She left and Tae's mouth went agape.
Principal's office? Oh god no- just no. Just because of that one subject he'll get reported? He's been trying to maintain a good record ever since high school!
He sighed and ran. He didn't know where he was going but he just followed the tracks of his own foot.
He wanted to shout, cry and break anything that he sees. He feels so angry and sad at the same time.
History is just an easy subject. But he really doesn't have interest in it.
He reached the rooftop. No one was there, but he could see everything from up here. His knees went weak and he stumbled on the floor. He feels so pressured about everything that's happening to him, It's his 4th year of college, he's almost graduating but why is this all happening?
Kim Taehyung
"I ******* wish I lived in the year where it happened so I wouldn't have to do all this shit."
He cried out.
Time passed and his tears were all dried up. It was just a moment of weakness
maybe?
He didn't noticed that it was already his Art class. He's super late.
But he felt so down and he can't even run. He went downstairs and he reached the 3rd floor.
It felt so odd because it was so quiet.
The classroom doors were closed but even though theyre having classes, its not this quiet.
He just shrugged it off and continued walking.
He finally reached his classroom. The door was closed and it looked different.
Kim Taehyung
"The door is not like this before..."
He muttered while looking at the scratchy wooden door.
He opened the door but he found no one inside. Its just all double-decked beds and bags.
He furrowed his brows. He probably entered the wrong room.
But no.
This is his classroom number. It's very clear and there's no way the teacher would move classrooms without him knowing.
And plus, why would there be beds and bags here? This is a school, not a cabin.
He looked around but he saw no one. He felt nervous as it sounded so quiet and he feels like he's the only person here.
He explored his gaze and saw the signs engraved on the walls.
Kim Taehyung
"Why is there traditional hanguls here?"
He asked himself. He's never seen those before. Weird.
He decided to take a walk in the hallway.
There's seriously no one is here. It's been some minutes and he still haven't seen any students. He's starting to get scared.
Kim Taehyung
"I wish Jimin was here..."
He was slightly tearing up. Jimin was always there for him whenever he feels lost.
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