Birds of a feather flock together || BSM & PJM
Walking in through the doors, Jimin knew that people were starting at him not that he minded, though. After all, he was devilishly handsome. Sure, it wasn’t the only reason why people were staring at him; the cause of the attention could be envy, infatuation, wrath, hate, desire or pure boredom. Whatever it was, it made people remember him, and that was what everybody wanted, wasn’t it? To be remembered when they’d leave the godforsaken place that they call earth.
But Park Jimin wouldn’t be remembered for his genuine compassion or the perfect attendance record he had ever since he entered elementary school. No, whoever would be remembered for something like that, definitely wasn’t Park Jimin. Because that boy was neither compassionate nor was he ever punctual when it came to school. But that wasn’t even the worst thing according to the teachers on the rare occasions that he would actually attend school, he’d usually fall asleep as soon as he’d get there or would skip classes after the first two or three periods.
He’d rather spend the time with his friends, playing around while everybody else would be in school, studying for their future lives. But how well would school prepare their students for their future lives anyways? When only a few of them knew how to cook or pay bills or repair something live isn’t about a couple of digits on a blackboard. And that’s the exact reason why Jimin would rather spend his youth in freedom.
Just like he did today. After excusing himself to go to the restroom, Jimin was aware of the fact that the teacher already knew he wouldn’t be coming back they knew it even before the class started as he didn’t even bother bringing his backpack into class and instead left it somewhere else to pick it up later. But what could they do? The brat’s father was a police officer, so he knew quite well what rights he had. Smirking playfully, he exited the class and looked around for a second or two to check whether or not there were any teachers around, he soon rushed to the changing rooms at the gymnasium to grab his bag before he finally started walking towards the entrance.