✎ 1
Oh hello. If you’re reading this, I’m probably dead. Just kidding. Or maybe I am, who knows. BUT ANYWAYS! I’m Park Jieun. Also known as the ‘studious fairy’ as my classmates like calling me. I pay it no mind. It went from ‘ugly ass nerd’ to a fairy, so eh. Let me fill you in on my life story. Basically right now, my only goal in life is to get revenge on one person. Min Yoongi. Why? I’ll tell you later. But for now-
“YAH EUNNIE!” I heard my brother scream from outside my room.
“WHAT DO YOU WANT?!” I screamed back, equally as loud.
“WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING AT ME?!”
“BECAUSE YOU SCREAMED AT ME FIRST PABO!”
“NO I DIDN’T! AND I’M STILL OLDER! TREAT ME WITH RESPECT!”
“YEAH YOU DID! AND BY LIKE, TEN MINUTES!”
“WILL YOU TWO KIDS SHUT UP?!” I heard my mom’s voice scream as well.
“NO!” We yell in unison.
“WELL THEN AT LEAST HURRY UP, YOU’RE GOING TO BE LATE!” She snapped yet again.
“THAT’S WHAT I WAS TRYING TO TELL HER BEFORE SHE SCREAMED AT ME!” Jimin yelled from outside.
“I DIDN’T YOU IDIOT, GO AWAY AND LET ME CHANGE!” I snapped, huffing. I heard footsteps walk away from my door and I sigh in annoyance. Stupid older twin brothers... I sigh once again before getting out of bed to get changed. Deciding to keep it simple, I went with a long sleeved black shirt and a short rosy skirt along with black stockings and brown heels.
(^^ Oml body goalzzzz)
I went into the bathroom, curling my hair into messy waves and letting it fall freely down my back before applying minimal makeup. I quickly hurried out of my room and downstairs to eat breakfast. If I’m already going to be late, what’s the point? My brother will drive me anyways; he takes longer to get dressed. I don’t know who the girl between us is anymore. I sat down at the island in the kitchen, my mom staring at me weirdly. “Yah, Jieunnie, you’re going to be late; why are you still here?”
“Eomma, it’ll be fine. Besides, Jiminie oppa will take me to school. And plus, I’m going to be late anyways, why bother?” I huffed, pouting at her. She sighed, shaking her head before handing me my pancakes. I grin, victorious as I pull the plate towards me and dig in. She chuckled, turning away and taking off her apron. “Oh yeah, has oppa eaten yet?” I look up, remembering.
“Oh, no he hasn’t. Can you get him please?”
“JIMINIE PABO COME DOWN HERE!” I yell from the island.
“COMING!” He yelled back from upstairs, probably doing his hair. A few moments later, he came down the stairs, reading texts from his friends. “What are we eating today eomma?” He looked up at our mom, smiling.
“Pancakes.” She pointed at the table, where she’d already left his.
“Thank you eomma~~” He grinned and pulled his plate towards him as he sat down, quickly diving in to eat his meal. I continued eating mine until I was done with the three she’d given me.
“I’m gonna go to the car first Jiminie.” I poke my brother’s shoulder and take his keys.
“Bobay.” He mumbles, mouth full of pancake. I chuckle, shaking my head and heading outside to his car. I unlocked the door, sliding into the passenger seat and putting the keys in. I pulled my phone out of my bag and unlocked it, scrolling through Twitter. Why? To stalk Min Yoongi of course. My revenge plan must work. It has to. I’ve studied him so long that I know his hobbies, likes, dislikes, interest, ideal type and where he wants to get a bloody tattoo. Hey, when your brother is his best friend there’s perks. Best part, the dumbass doesn’t recognize me. I should probably tell you what happened hm? Well-
“Let’s go.” My brother slid into the driver’s seat before starting the ignition and driving off towards our school. I simply shrugged, turning my phone off and putting it back in my bag with a smile, looking outside the window. My brother turned his head to look at me. He didn’t know about the Yoongi incident, and I didn’t want him to know either. It might ruin their friendship and I know how happy they are as a group. “Eunnie, you okay?” He frowned, turning his head back to the road.
“I’m fine oppa, why do you ask?”
“You’ve seemed... Distant recently. I’m probably just being paranoid.” He laughed, shaking his head as we pulled into the student parking lot of our school.
“Probably.” I answer curtly before taking my bag and stepping out of the car. We receive attention from the people around us almost as soon as we get out of the vehicle.
“Yaah it’s Jimin!” I hear a girl squeal.
“Isn’t that Jieun? She’s his sister right? Waaaah she’s so lucky~!”
“Jieunnie looks really pretty today... Augh, I want her lEgS!”
“Ugh, how does she pull of anything? Her body... BODY GOALS!”
I shook my head at their comments. Little did they know huh... I kept walking until a girl with a short black bob appeared in front of me. She looked maybe one or two years younger at most. “G-good morning sunbaenim!” She squeaked, bowing.
“Ah- Good morning.” I smiled at her, which made her beam and quickly hurry away. I’ve gotten used to this by now. Hoobaenims suddenly coming up and telling me nice things randomly during breaks. I sigh before following Jimin into the school. He walked towards our friends which consisted of:
Kim Namjoon
Kim Seokjin
Min Yoongi.
Jung Hoseok
Kim Taehyung
Jeon Jungkook
Park Eojin
Kim Naeun
Kang Johee
Kim Sora
Chou Mina
Im Jisoo
Yes, we are a big group. Sue us. Naeun noticed us and waved energetically, calling us over with a huge smile on her face. I smiled and waved back, walking up to her. To be honest, I was closest with Naeun within our little female group of the 14 of us. We grew up together, so we knew each other the best. Same goes with Jimin and Jungkook. The four of us all grew up in the same part of Busan.
“Morning Jieunnieee~~” Naeun beamed at me.
“Morning Naeunnie~” I chuckled patting her head.
“Yah! I spent time on my hair this morning!” She huffed, swatting my hand away. Jimin and I chuckled. We were known within our group to do things together at the same time.
“Those two are doing their weird twin thing again~!” Namjoon gasped, faking shock. Jimin and I rolled our eyes, snorting.
“Yah, that doesn’t exist hyung!” Jimin smacked his arm gently.
“Yeah it really doesn’t.”
“Shut up. You’re annoying.” The all too familiar voice snapped, annoyed.
“Mianhae Yoongi hyung...” Jimin looked down, embarassed. I simply glared at him and went back to chatting with Naeun. I felt his cold stare on my back but I ignored it. Under his breath, I heard him murmur;
“Why do I keep feeling like I’ve seen her before...?”
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