Chapter Text
jimin always hated foreign languages. that’s why he chose to skip foreign languages classes in his freshman and sophmore years. jimin knew that his decision would bite back at him later, but it would not be as deep as the shit he is right now.
at the moment, jimin was sitting in a spanish class full of freshmen. he felt like throwing himself of a cliff, setting himself on fire, and getting an 18-wheeler truck to run over him. this was the worst case scenario, here sitting with annoying freshmen chattering their asses away, while jimin was looking for ways to escape the classroom he was in.
just as jimin was going to put his plan of escaping the classroom into action, the teacher walked up to the front of the classroom and cleared her throat.
almost instantly, the chattering freshmen turned silent and faced their teacher with their faces in an expression that can only be described as pure horror. jimin smirked. typical of freshmen to be so fearful of their teachers, yet so disobedient at the same time. (jimin saw at least three cellphones under the desks after the teacher started explaining the basic overview of the class they were about to take.)
the teacher introduced herself as ms. hernandez. She was fairly young and some might say she was attractive (jimin caught some freshmen in the row in front of him checking her out, while jimin mentally face-palmed). ms. hernandez explained that she was from a southern city in mexico and moved to the united states when she was fairly young. the result was having perfect english and spanish, which she hoped her students would have when the semester was over. (jimin gulped when ms. hernandez glanced at him when she .)
jimin swore he saw ms. hernandez trying not to laugh while she said that all of her students would have to speak spanish upon entering her class. the freshmen started to whine and one of them even raised his hand to ask if they had to speak spanish to get permission to go to the restroom (she answered with a yes and burst out laughing, leaving the class,even Jimin, confused and sort of terrified of their new teacher.
jimin was thankful when the bell rang to go to his next class, so he could go rant to taehyung about how horrible his spanish class was.
~~
jeongguk was an expert in english literature, but apparently he was not an expert in spanish. at all.
That’s why jeongguk’s first thought when coming into his spanish classroom was fuck .
once jeongguk was seated (next to a girl playing piano tiles on her phone), he scanned the room. all of the people there were freshmen like him, and none were sophmores. what did catch his eye is a dark-haired guy wearing a muscle shirt, whose face looked like a freshman’s but whose biceps screamed ‘ho ly shit he’s too hot to be a freshman ’.
jeongguk tears his eyes away from baby-faced muscle guy to try to find someone he knows in this class because he already knows he’s going to be failing by the end of the semester.
eventually, he does find someone. it was a guy named chan from his first period class, and jeongguk catches his eye to wave at him. of course, chan waves back and gives him a friendly smile.
just as jeongguk was about to walk to where chan was sitting, the teacher went up to the front of the classroom and cleared her throat.
jeongguk flinched a little, and saw that his fellow freshmen were startled by their teacher as well. jeongguk gulped and faced the front of the classroom to listen to the teacher explain how the class was going to work.
jeongguk tried to listen, he really did, but he ended up daydreaming about the baby-faced muscle guy. why was he there if he was clearly older than all of the people in the class (except the teacher)? who did he hang out with? was he nice? did he like dancing, like jeongguk did? was he into guys?
jeongguk’s day dreaming was cut short when he heard the word ‘bathroom’, and he immediately straightened up to listen to what was going on.
apparently, a student asked if one had to speak in spanish when asking for permission to go to the restroom. the teacher answered yes and burst into a very loud laugh. jeongguk was about to collapse. wh
at if i need to go to the restroom really badly and I forget how to say it in spanish? What if I pee my pants in front of baby-faced muscle guy?
were a few of the thoughts Jeongguk was having as he was
high
lowkey freaking out.
Once again, jeongguk’s thoughts were interrupted as the bell rang, leaving him questioning his ability to pass a class.
~~
when lunch finally came along, jimin met with his friends in their usual lunch table from last year. namjoon waved at jimin as he set his stuff down on the table. taehyung was on his phone, chatting with hoseok, while namjoon was face-timing with seokjin.
jimin fetched his sack lunch out of his backpack and dumped everything on the table. then, jimin began to eat.
in between bites, jimin clears his throat, attempting to gain his friends' attention.
and apparently, that doesn't work.
“hey guys!” jimin practically shrieks, causing his friends to whip their heads around and look at jimin with wide eyes.
“hi, jimin!”, taehyung bellows, as he looks up from his phone. jimin opens his mouth to respond to taehyung, but taehyung's phone buzzes and taehyung goes back to his phone.
suddenly, namjoon taps jimin on the shoulder and points to his phone screen, implying that seokjin wants to talk to him. jimin nodded and smiled, as he took the phone with his free hand. he swallowed his last bite of his sandwich and waved at seokjin. seokjin waved back and began asking jimin questions about how his summer went and how he was doing with his new classes.
jimin told him that he enjoyed almost all of his classes, except his spanish class because he was surrounded with annoying freshmen. seokjin nodded in understanding, as jimin began complaining about how credits work.
when jimin was done, seokjin cooed at him and said, “aww... poor baby! he didn’t get his credits in his first two years of high school, so he has to do them in his last two!”.
jimin sighed and rolled his eyes as he felt another tap on his shoulder from namjoon, motioning him to end the call because lunch was almost over. jimin nodded and said his goodbyes to seokjin, while getting ready to throw away his trash.
as soon as jimin got up to throw his trash away, taehyung took the opportunity to jump on him, causing him to stumble and to drop his trash.
“taehyung!” jimin whined, as taehyung was tackling him into a hug.
“jimin, my man!” taehyung answered. “sorry I ignored you for, like, the whole entire lunch period!”
jimin nodded in understating as he let go of taehyung.
“i was busy chatting with hoseok! you know, he had to give me tips to lead the dance class,” taehyung explained. “i didn’t mean to ignore you, sweetums! but anyway, how was your spanish class?”
jimin sighed and started to pick up his trash from the floor.
“it was alright,” he answered. “the freshmen were annoying and weird, and the teacher was kind of scary...”
taehyung giggled and sang in his deep voice,
“jiminnie should’ve done his foreign language credits earlierrr!”
jimin hissed as he rolled up his sleeves in mock anger.
“boy, are you you looking for a fight?” he asked in a false, deep voice.
“nah, man! not today!” Ttehyung answered, as he walked away, leaving jimin alone in the middle of the lunch room.
~
jeongguk was happy.
he had talked to chan during his lunch, figured out that chan was great at spanish (chan apparently had a girlfriend that was from mexico, so she taught chan how to speak it) and, chan being the nice person that he was ,was willing to help him anytime.
also, jeongguk had advanced dance class after lunch with chan , which he was stoked about.
what jeongguk was not expecting to see while walking into the men’s changing room with chan was to see baby-faced muscle guy shirtless .
Oh my god did he have abs?
careful to not get discovered by baby-faced muscle guy and chan, Jeongguk turned to look at chan, who smirked and set down his bag on the opposite side of the changing room. jeongguk decided to follow chan, and set down his own bag next to his.
baby-faced muscle guy turned around to where chan and jeongguk were changing, in the middle of putting on another muscle shirt, and smiled at them.
“hi guys! you must be the new freshmen dancers!” he said, still smiling. “my name is jimin! i'm one of the dancers as well.”
at that moment, Jeongguk knew he was fucked.
~~
after a very awkward moment in the dressing room, jeongguk and chan walked outside (baby-faced muscle guy jimin in tow) to the dance practice room.
when the trio entered the practice room, they were met by a large troupe of people stretching and chatting among each other.
while jimin immediately joined the troupe, chan and jeongguk were left alone, since they were the only freshmen in the class.
chan shrugged and started to do some basic stretches, while motioning jeongguk to do the same. jeongguk nodded and started to join him.
“so,” chan started, a friendly smile on his lips, “ what do you think of jimin?”
jeongguk shrugged as he switched legs and replied, “he’s cool, I guess.”
chan stood up and started doing arm stretches.
“did you know that he’s in our spanish class?” chan whispered. “what do you think he’s in there for? he looks like he’s a sophmore.”
just as jeongguk was about to answer, a deep voice (definitely not jimin’s) interrupted his thoughts.
“jimin’s actually a junior! and he’s taking spanish classes because he didn’t want to take foreign languages in his first two years.” the voice explained. “ i’m taehyung, the dance team captain! you must be the new freshmen! come join us!”
jeongguk looked up from the floor and saw that a guy with chestnut hair was holding his hand out, waiting for jeongguk to take it.
jeongguk took it, and the guy pulled him up with force, causing jeongguk to almost fly up.
taehyung laughed a deep and hearty laugh and let go of jeongguk.
“you’re super light, dude!” taehyung exclaimed. he then looked at chan and motioned both guys to come to the troupe.
then taehyung clapped his hands together, causing the troupe to quiet down.
“okay guys!” taehyung called. “these are our new recruits!” ,he motioned towards jeongguk and chan, causing the troupe to shift their attention to them.
chan smiled and waved at the crowd. meanwhile jeongguk, not wanting to be left out, did as well.
taehyung smiled and cleared his throat.
“so! We are going to introduce ourselves!” taehyung declared. “i’ll start!”
taehyung made the crowd shape into a circle, so they could make a proper ‘introduction’ circle.
“okay!” taehyung started, “everyone say your name and one thing you like! we’re going clockwise!”
when everyone nodded, taehyung clapped his hands again, and exclaimed, “hii! My name is kim taehyung, but most people know me as taetae! i’m the captain of the dance team and i love watching cartoons!”
once taehyung finished, he motioned to the side of him, waiting for the person beside him to start.
And it turns out that person was jimin.
“hi guys!” jimin started, offering a big smile to everyone, “i’m park jimin, and i’m the co-captain of the dance team. i like dancing and working out.”
jeongguk frowned.
that explains his muscles.... jeongguk thought, as he zoned out for the nth time.
suddenly, jeongguk’s thoughts were interrupted by chan tapping him on the shoulder. jeongguk looked up and saw that chan was mouthing something about how it was jeongguk’s turn to present himself.
jeongguk nodded his head slowly and took a breath in to start his introduction.
“hi, my name is jeon jeongguk. i’m one of the two freshmen in this class,” jeongguk explained, motioning to himself. “so, uh, my favorite hobbies? uh, i guess i like watching movies and singing.”
the rest of the dance class nodded, as jeongguk let out the breath he didn’t realize he was holding. taehyung cleared his throat so that the class’s attention would shift to him.
“so guys, since this is the first day of school, we still don’t have our dance teacher,” taehyung stated grimly. the dance class groaned.
of course jeongguk thought, t he fine arts electives never get the money to get a dance teacher.
“so, we’re gonna start by doing some basic choreos we learned last year,” taehyung turned to jeongguk and chan and gave them a boxy smile,
“try the best you can to keep up!” ,taehyung said with a wink.