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Taehyung's morning doesn't start in the best possible way to tell the truth. The day before, his best friend asked him to come wake him up in case his didn't wake up on time, but because of the idiot of Jaebeom, who turned off his alarm clock after having rang the first time, he was the one who was almost late. Hearing Yoongi's teasing and complaints all the way to the lounge where all the students gather on the first day before going to class, listening to the principal welcoming and saying things that no one cares about.
They sit in the back rows, reaching the middle of said speech, as he speaks with a bright smile about the newly arrived scholars, wishing them a good year and a good stay at the boarding school.
Looking around, he unwittingly locates Jeongguk and he can't help rolling his eyes because it seems that something makes him always end up noticing him in everywhere he goes.He sees how he smiles at what Mr. Jung says, like he's happy to start studying there as soon as possible.
For a moment he wonders how he got the scholarship to study here. Washe a good student at his high school? Did he have the first place with the highest marks? Because of his personal situation? He remembers seeing his sisters and brother the same day he arrived, but there was no trace of his parents, although perhaps they were working.
"Earth to Tae" he hears Yoongi say and finally wakes up from his thoughts, stopping thinking about things that do not concern him and shifting his gaze to his friedn's face. "Let's go to class, I don't want to be late there too."
He snorts because he knows it will remind him of being late for the rest of the week and more if it happens again. "I told you it was the fault of that idiot, I screwed him up yesterday in the bathroom and he wanted to give it back to me."
"Only you can think of doing that" he sighs, relieved noticing that the teacher has not arrived and going straight to one of the tables in the middle. "You hate it when others get in the way when you're the one fucking in the showers" he reminds her mockingly.
"At least I have the decency to have sex when I know that there will be no people showering" he excuses himself.
Yoongi keeps talking, this time about the meal he had the day before with his parents. At first he pays attention, until he notices out of the corner of his eye two scholars and Hoseok going in to the class. He purses his lips seeing that, indeed, they are getting closer to where they are. "Hello!" he exclaims happily, as if getting up at seven in the morning is a good thing. "Although from your sour face, I'd say you're in a bad mood Taehyungie."
He sits behind them, while Jeongguk and the blonde boy from the day before sit across from them. "I'm in a wonderful mood, thank you Hoseok" he fakes a smile, making his friends to laugh.
"Your first day is always the same, Kim" he denies laughing. "They are Jeongguk and Yeosang, they share a room" he introduces them. "They are Taehyung who you met yesterday" he points to the brunette. "And this is Yoongi, they have been best friends since they have been wearing diapers."
"What a picture" the black-haired man rolls his eyes. "A pleasure. Although I remember you, we met on Saturday when you were carrying your brother in your arms."
Yeosang opens his mouth wide, looking at his roomate in surprise. "Do you have a little brother?"
"Oh yeah. He was one year old last month" he smiles remembering Wonwoo, making a mental note to call his sisters later so he can see the youngest even on the phone. "He's still learning to walk, so he tends to fall more than being with his feet on the ground." He makes others laugh, including Taehyung, who seems to have a soft spot for babies.
The teacher interrupts the small conversations they have in the group, introducing the new students and highlighting who are scholarship holders and who are not. Such an act does not surprise Taehyung, knowing full well how hypocritical they are at the center, especially when it comes to the Parents' Association.
A part of him feels bad for them, remembering the words that Jeongguk said to him the same night they met and which make him think from time to time that no one chooses to be born in the family or environment in which anyone is born. Being born with money does not make you a better person or more than anyone else.
It bothers him that the black-haired man was right in that argument, but he cannot deny that it was he who was wrong. Trying to put him down just because he has a better standard of living than the opposite? Low blow and although at the time he did not think about it, he regrets it.
A few seconds pass in which he purses his lips, realizing that, that was exactly what made Jeongguk mad at him.
He rips up a piece of paper from his notebook and begins to sneakily write so that Yoongi doesn't notice. Bringing his hand to the broad back of the tattooed and drawing his attention carefully so that the teacher does not notice.
Jeongguk turns slightly with a questioning look, however he accepts the folded piece of paper that the brunette gives him. Sitting down again, he opens the note under the desk and, unable to avoid it when he reads the other's careless handwriting, he smiles slightly.
'Let's talk after class' is the only thing it says, not even asking, rather assuming that he will accept. He shakes his head while putting it in his uniform pocket and turns his attention back to the professor.