Pairing: Jungkook X ReaderÂ
Summary: The reader has been best friends with Jungkook since they were children. They lost touch when her family moved to the states. Three years later sheâs back in Korea for high school. Will things be the same between them, or have they changed too much with time?Â
Tags: High School AU, Friends to lovers, Slow burn, Jungkook endgame, Multiple IdolsÂ
Chapter One Word Count: 1,283
 The sound of birds chirping gently stirred me from my sleep. Light shined in rays through the curtains casting warmth across my body. I snuggled into my blanket desperate for a few more moments of sleep. The sound of banging on my door shattered that hope.Â
 âY/N wake up and come eat,â my momâs voice rang from the other side of the door. I heard her footsteps walk away.Â
 I groaned throwing the blanket off. I was not ready to tackle the day. I knew she would be back if I didnât get up soon. I dragged myself out of bed. My bones creaking with every move. I walked to the bathroom to wash my face. The cold water erased all sleepiness still in me. I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I frowned at the few blemishes that had popped up over the last few days. They were mostly likely from all the stress of moving but still this had to be the absolute worst time to break out. I let out a huge sigh before I made my way to the kitchen.Â
 The table was already set for breakfast when I arrived. Mom must have gotten up earlier than usual to prepare all of this. I guess I wasnât the only one nervous about today. I took my seat while Mom was busy at the sink. I took this as a sign to start breakfast without her. I slowly began to eat my rice. After a while Mom sat down, and began eating herself. We ate in silence. It was the first time Mom had made a full Korean breakfast since weâve moved back.
For three years we lived in Seattle for my dadâs job. I never felt at home there. I guess mom felt the same. After their divorce Mom and I decided to move back Home. Dad stayed there.Â
 âThe food tastes amazing,â I said trying to break the silence. Mom just nodded in response.Â
 The truth was we were both anxious about today. I may be starting school, (in the middle of the school year at that) but mom was also starting her job. I remember when we left for America she bragged to her friends about how we were going to live it up in the US. I shuttered at the thought of having to face that.
 We spent a few more minutes of eating in silence before I excused myself to get ready for school. It wouldnât take me long to get ready. I already had my uniform hanging up ready. It had been like that for a few days now. Every time I walked in my room my eyes were drawn to it like it was taunting me. My stomach turned now that it was time to finally wear it. I took my time getting dressed. Once I was finished I examined myself in the mirror. Tilting my head, I realized it didnât look half bad. I heard my cell go off from my desk. Checking it I saw there was a new message.Â
 A smile instantly comes to my face. Leave it to Jungkook to ease my nerves before I even left the house. Jungkook and I had been friends since I could remember. Hell we practically grew up as twins. Our parents were that close. When I moved we lost touch for a while. Only an email here and there was sent between us. I thought I wouldnât even see him when I moved back. When his mom told him we were back he practically spammed me with messages. The way we talked through text it was like Iâve never left. However, weâve only talked through text. I havenât gotten the chance to see him yet.Â
 Just like that the nerves returned. Would things be different when we met in person? Iâve changed this past three years. I wonder how much heâs changed also. I quickly shook my head to get that thought out. Of course things would be okay. We were still best friends after all.Â
 I sent back before I could second guess myself. I put my phone away to gather my things. It was almost time to leave the house. I rushed out of my room to say goodbye to my mom before leaving.Â
 âAre you sure youâll be fine getting to school yourself,â she questioned. I nodded in response.Â
 âDonât worry,â I reassured. âIâll be just fine. Besides the public transportations are way better here than the states.âÂ
 âOkay,â she smiled seeming to like my reasoning.
 Saying my last goodbye, I made my way to the door. I slipped my shoes on while grabbing my coat. Seeing as it was January it was freezing in Korea. I mentally prepared myself for the cold before heading out the door. The air instantly sending chills down my spine. I quickly hurried down the stairs. We lived in a small apartment complex with no elevator. On days like this I cursed the fact.Â
 Once down the stairs I headed towards the bus stop. It wasnât too far from my neighborhood, but I still hurried along to not be late. Hurrying helped chase the cold away to keep my body warm. I shuffled along downhill. My feet occasionally slipping on the ice since the road hadnât been swept yet. I did my best to keep my balance. I was too busy watching my feet to make sure I didnât slip that I didnât see the person coming from the adjacent road.Â
 I let out a yelp as my body collided with another. I landed on my elbow when I hit the ground. I hissed in pain grabbing my elbow.Â
 âAre you okay,â I heard a panicky voice.
 I looked up to see a boy peering at me; his eyes full of concern. I nodded unable to find my voice.Â
 âIâm so sorry,â he said helping me up.Â
 âItâs okay,â I reply. âI should have been paying attention.â
 âNo, itâs my fault.â He insisted. He rubbed his hands together in apology.Â
 âNo, really itâs fineâ I said holding my hands up in surrender.Â
 We both stood awkwardly trying to apologize to each other. Finally, we both just agreed that we should be more careful to end the conversation. I could fell the tension in the air as we both continued to stand there. I needed to make it to the bus, but I didnât want to seem rude for leaving firstâŚÂ
 âOh, weâre wearing the same uniform,â he said to break the silence. I looked down at myself before looking at him. âYou must go to Seoul High Schoolâ
 âWhat grade are you in,â he asked.Â
 âFreshman,â I answered. This brought a smile to his face.Â
 âThen youâre younger than me,â he beamed.Â
 He then began talking about the school. He offered to show me around before classes started this morning. I wasnât really interested, but I agreed anyway. I had trouble telling people no. We had begun walking towards the bus stop. All the time he kept making small talk that I pretended to be interested in. Honestly I just wanted to make it to school. We made to the bus stop in no time. As the bus pulled up, he turned to me.
 âI forgot to ask what your name wasâ he questioned. I was about to answer when A voice rang out.Â
 I turned to the voice. My breath caught in my throat. There he was. The person I missed most. The one I waited three years to see.Â
A/N: So thereâs the first chapter. This was the first part of the introduction. I have planned out the rest of the intro (which will be two more parts) but if there is anything you would want to see in the future Iâm open to suggestions :) And any feedback on how to improve the story is always welcomed. I know this is just the start, but Iâll kept your ideas in mind if you have any.Â
Also does anyone know a good website to make fake texts? I couldnât figure out how to change the time at the top with the site I used⌠Itâs supposed to be early in the morning not 12.Â
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