Oh my gosh itâs the ghost of the past! Iâm back and Iâm poop Iâm aware but I hope you enjoy even though itâs short~
It was lunch time and everyone around me was conversing with the people around them in our classroom. I grinned as Taehyung was poking fun at Jungkook for failing a quiz. My friend group wasnât that big as there was only seven of us, but everyone around us seemed to like us.
âHey! Hyung! Where you going?â Jungkook suddenly asked, calling out to the lanky aspiring rapper of our group. âOh you know, I have to study for the next exam,â he said shrugging us off. âThat exam isnât for another two weeks!â I exclaimed. âActually, itâs in four days Jimin,â he corrected, laughing at my obliviousness when it comes to time and tests.
âHeâs making up excuses to see [Y/N],â Suga said, drinking out of his water bottle. âIt isnât like that!â Namjoon defended and then scurried away over to her desk that was on the other side of the classroom. I furrowed my eyebrows, âShe must very smart. He doesnât study with any of us.âÂ
âSheâs a total buzzkill Jimin!â Jungkook sighed out, grunting slightly as he stretched in his seat. âIâve heard rumors~ I hear that sheâs never smiled,â Taehyung said leaning close to the table, as if he was telling a scary campfire story. Instantly, my eyes widened at the mere thought that a personâs never smiled.Â
âThat canât be true Tae. Everyone smiles, even if itâs subconsciously,â I reasoned. âLook at Jimin using a large vocabulary word!â Jungkook congratulated. I huffed loudly, âThatâs hyung to you!â
âNo but seriously. I donât think Iâve ever seen her smile. That girlâs not going to have smile lines...maybe I should follow in her footstepsâŠâ Jin thought out loud. I looked over my shoulder and saw Namjoon and [Y/N] discussing what was in their respective notebooks.Â
Although they spoke often and they seem close, Taehyung was right. Iâve never seen her crack a smile, even in Namjoonâs presence. They were friends right? Why didnât she smile? Itâs not that sheâs ugly or anything. I bet sheâd look gorgeous smiling...What was I thinking just now? Regardless, it bothered me that no one has ever seen her smile. Â
The bell rang and class would resume soon. Namjoon got up and bowed at [Y/N], smiling and walking back to his seat which was coincidentally next to Jinâs. However, despite Namjoon smiling at her, she didnât return the gesture, only waving back at him. I wanted to get some info on [Y/N] and I know that asking Namjoon would result in a lot of questions. Heâs naturally very intuitive, but I think itâs worth it if I try. Maybe I should introduce myself firstâŠ
The last bell rings and I collect my books as quickly as I could. âHey Jimin! You want to go over the dance routine?â Hoseok said, approaching me. âI canât. I have...I have something to doâ I stuttered. Hoseok raised an eyebrow, âAre you okay?â âY-Yeah! Iâll be right there hyung! Give me a second!â I exclaimed, turning to go to [Y/N]âs desk only to find that sheâs not there. I quickly made my way towards the exit of the school.
There she was! Her natural stoic countenance looked ahead as she clutched her bag, briskly walking away. I trotted over to her and tapped her shoulder. She looked over at me and raised an eyebrow, staying silent.Â
I cleared my throat and smiled, âHello! Iâm Park Jimin. Itâs nice to meet you.â She stared at me, as if I grew three heads. I grew nervous, gulping as if she were about to kill me with her gaze. âI know,â she answered, walking away as if nothing happened. Not a crack in her visage.Â
This was going to be much harder than I thoughtâŠ
I spent all week trying to talk to [Y/N]. She only used one word answers and was ridiculously distant. Still, my objective to make her smile is now my priority. But the difference now, was that I was desperate.Â
âGuuuuys!â I exclaimed, sitting on the dance floor, panting because of the difficult dance number. âI canât do this,â I whined. Namjoon laughed, âYouâre probably not going to get her to smile. Sheâs very into her schoolwork but she hates being in school if that makes sense. She just wants to graduate with good grades to get a full ride into college.â
âSee, but how do you get her to talk to  you? I canât get anything but one word for answers!â I pouted. âWell not a lot of people talk to her. Sheâs quite nice if you get to know her,â Namjoon shrugged.
Suddenly, I thought to myself: I havenât tried making her laugh at all! Maybe thatâll work. Namjoon isnât that funny to begin with so I probably have a chance! I exhaled, trying to think of something. I could go before class starts, that way I donât embarrass myself too badly. Sheâs always studying for something or writing some notes down.
I got up from the floor and made my way over to our classroom. My heart suddenly started beating at a ridiculously fast pace with every step I took down the hallway. I had to try. I gave myself a mental pep talk and sauntered into the room. She was there at her desk as I predicted, writing some notes down. Her eyes were glued to her notes and her textbook.
âHey [Y/N]!â I greeted with a shaky voice. I wondered why I was always so nervous around her. Her gaze was literally too much for my little heart. She stared into my eyes and I felt exposed in an odd way. âHello,â she greeted curtly.
âUm. What does the pirate say on his 80th birthday?â I said, suddenly feeling small as she just stared at me, waiting for my answer. â...Aye Matey,â I answered. This could not be more awkward. I could feel every hair standing on my neck, my body heat slowly rising to an uncomfortable level. I was waiting for something, anything. I looked away from her, accepting defeat for today. I just had to try again tomorrow.
Then, as if it were magic, I heard it. I heard the most angelic laughter ever and I couldnât believe my ears. I looked over at her in disbelief as her smile was the most radiant thing Iâve ever laid my eyes on. âY-Youâre actually laughing?! At my dumb joke!?â I asked, shocked. âWell, it was funny,â she reasoned. âI just canât believe it. You actually smiled,â I muttered, trying to hold onto the memory of her laughter. I ended up laughing out of relief. She shook her head and smiled softly again, âIâm only human Jimin.âÂ
For some odd reason, I felt a tingle in my stomach when she said my name, but I ignored it of course. The mere fact that I got her to smile, let alone laugh, was good enough for the time being.