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Limerence | Min Yoongi | Ch.2

Genre: Fluff, Smut, Angst | Vampire!AU, Highschool!AU

**This story is going to be told from a Second Person POV from now on** **Tumblr doesnt seem to pick up on my line dividers or the keep reading thats on pc, so sorry if it's unorganised. It works on pc though"

Previously:

After staring at each other for a few seconds she smiled and turned to the teacher, bowing her head and handing her a slip, which I presumed to be a late slip. I was suddenly met with the most delicious scent I've ever smelt. My body froze and I had to cover my mouth to keep myself from smelling it anymore, or I would pounce someone.

Throughout my 300+ years of being a vampire, I hadn't always been vegan. I've killed innocent men and women for blood, for I thought that was the only way I could live. It was horrible. I felt guilty and it helped no less in trying to tell myself I wasn't a monster. But when I had met my brothers, they helped me go vegan and helped me to stop feeding on humans. I've been vegan for 150 something years, so I don't have cravings for human blood and flesh, but this scent, it's like it was taunting me, calling me.

And I had to taste it.

After giving the teacher your slip, she had asked you to sit at one of the free desks. Seeing as their was a boy in your class whom you didn’t recognise, you took it upon yourself to sit next to him, and by the looks of, become his first friend in this school. Plastering a bright smile on your face, you walked up to the table he was seated at and sat down in the chair beside him, placing your bag by your feet. Turning to smile and introduce yourself to him, you noticed how tense he looked, with his back hunched over slightly, elbows on the table and hands covering mouth, you began to wonder what wrong. Thinking it was you, you quickly and as discreetly as possible, smelt your armpits, breath, and hair. After concluding that you smelt fine, you began to wonder if maybe he was just sensitive to perfume smells.

“Okay, and now that we’ve gone over what we will be doing these periods, I will hand every table aa textbook and you will share with your elbow partner since we dont have anough textbooks for everyone to get individually.” announced your teacher, which pulled you out of your self-analysis. Seeing that the class was being to raise the volume to a silent chatter, you took this oppurtinity to ask the boy whats wrong.

“Hey, are you okay? You don’t seem so good. You look sick.” you asked placing your hand on his shoulder, but quickly pulling your hand away from him when he jumped back in shock. The boy only seemed to move farther away from you, worrying you. So, you decided to scoot closer to him so you could get a getter look at him.

“Really, you don’t look good. What’s wrong I can call the teacher for-”

“You.” he interrupted, though his voice seemed strained.

“Pardon me?”

“It’s you. You’re whats wrong.”

Feeling offnded and confused, you scoffed, picking up your stuff to move seats. All you were trying to do was help, and you just got a rude, snarky comment in turn.

“Well sorry for trying to be nice and friends.” you muttered under your breath as you walked off to another table to complete your work.

Finally, by the time that lunch had rolled around, you began making you’re way to the cafeteria to meet you’re friends, eager to tell them about your encounter earlier in the day.

After pushing your way through the crowded halls, you reached the doors of the cafeteria, pushing them open and your eyes scanning the room looking for your two best friends. After spotting them sitting down at a table by the middle of the room, you quickly made your way over. When you reached the table, you qickly threw you’re bag on the floor, plopping down and slamming your hands on the table, startling them.

“You guys wont believe what happened to me this morning.” you said, interrupting their conversation.

“Well, hello to you too, Y/N.” Irene said. Rolling your eyes at her sarcasm, you began to tell them what happened. After having explained everything, they were listenning intently, although seeming slightly confused.

“Maybe you smelt or something,” suggested Chaeyoung, your other best friend.

“That’s what I thought too, but I don’t! And he was so rude about it too, it really caught me off guard” you pouted.

“Well, sometimes first impressions aren’t always the most pleasent. I mean, it is his first day here, he’s probably just anxious and his nerves got the best of him.” Chaeyoung tried to reason, but Irene quickly shot her reasoning down.

“Yeah, but on your first day, you’d think you would try to be as nice as possible. Plus, it’s the middle of the year in highschool, everyone’s already got their friend group, he should be kissing people’s ass, not being one.”

Silently agreeing with her, you placed your chin in your palm, tapping your fingers on the table with your other hand.

“So, what did this guy look like and what’s his name? Oh, and was he wearing a hood the whole time?” asked Chaeyoung, slightly changing the topic.

“Well, I didn’t get or ask for a name, and I didn’t get a good look at him. He was covering his face with his hand. And yeah, he was wearing a hood, why?”

“Well, I also had two new guys in my art class last period too. I mean, no crazy encounter like you, but they were sitting together also wearing hoods.” explained Chae.

“Maybe they’re friends?” you pondered.

“Yeah, maybe they’re apart of the Emo-Extremo gang. I wonder where I sign up for the clique.” Irene teased. Shaking your head with a smile at the giggling girls, you began to get feeling that you were being watched. Looking around, you locked eye contact with a pair of unfamiliar eyes, recognising them to belong the rude guy in science. His eyes seemed to bore deep into yours, and for some reason, you started to feel your chest tighten, although it wasn’t unpleasent. You couldn’t seem to get yourself to look away, as if his eyes were luring you into some trap, an irresistable trap.

You managed to break eye contact with the boy when you felt a tap on your shoulder, which startled you and broke you out of your trance like staring. Turning your head back to your friends, they seemed to have found what, or more like who you were looking at.

“Ah, so that’s the rude guy. Not bad looking, he’s actually kind of cute, N/N(nickname)” Chae gushed, while you quikly shook your head, shrugging off her statements.

“Although he may be cute, his staring isn’t. It’s actually making me quite uncomfortable.” nodding, you agreed with Irene and forced yourself to look away. Occupying yourself with conversation, you kind of tuned out and looked to see if he was still staring, but he was completely gone. It was like he wasn’t even there, his try was gone, no trash, chair tucked in, no sign of an person sitting there. Weird, you thought.

A new day, a fresh start, and no opinion, you thought to yourself. After school, while you were heading home, you started to think about what Chae ahd said, “First impressions aren’t always the most pleasent.” You said aloud.

As you were nearing the end of the street, you suddenly felt the feeling you were being watched. Quickly looking around but deciding that it was just your paranoia, you kept walking until you heard footsteps behind you. Again, you quickly looked back but was met with nothing.

"What the hell?" you whispered, looking at your surroundings. It was normal, just very peaceful and very white due to the snow that covered the area like a blanket. All of a sudden you heard a crunch, and all ready being so on edge, you started to run home.

"I cant die! I cant die!" you were screaming in your head, but you were so focused on running and trying not to die, you werent paying attention to who you ran into. Not even realising it, you collided with something, or morelike someone, whom was completely robust it, added to the shock and pain. Feeling yourself lose balance due to the slippery group and impact, you fell backwards. Preparing to brace yourself for the fall, you scrunched up your face and held your arms behind you. Except you never met the ground, only a pair of arms, but of course you didn't realise so you kept your face scrunched and your arms out.

"Ahem" a voice cleared their throat. Shocked from the sudden voice, you shot your eyes open and arms up, landing on the persons shoulders. Looking up at the persons face, you were met with the deepest shade of brown you've ever seen. It was mesmerzing, as if it was pulling you in, and you werenfine with that quite honestly.

You let out a shaky breath and spoke.

"Yoongi."

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Im so sorry for such a late update, school has been very stressful and i've had lots of other priorities on top of that too! I hope you enjoy this update!

~ turtlemin

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Limerence |Min Yoongi |Ch.1 |

Genre: Fluff/Angst/Smut | Vampire!AU High School!AU

*This story is told from Yoongi's perspective unless stated otherwise. Also, this beginning is going to be a bit like Twilight, so forgive me. I'm trash for shit like that*

Winter. Probably the most enjoyable season for me, all though when there is just plain white everywhere, theirs really not too much to enjoy. But I was always taught to enjoy the sweet simple things of life, for they are the real things. But winter is the preferred season for me and my kind, for there's hardly sun, so it's easier to get shit done than having to sneak around during the middle of the night hoping no one notices your abnormally, sharp canines. It's not easy trying to seem normal, although that's all I've really ever wanted. To feel normal, to fit in, and to feel like I belonged. But I don't. Society doesn't accept things like me.

Monsters.

Blood-thirsty monsters.

I'm the kind of being that your parents tell you about before going to bed, the being that really isn't a being, but a ferocious beast that is scavenging for the little ones that misbehave and rebel. That I, and all the others like me, are dangerous.

But we aren't. Or so I told myself the first while I was transformed. I tried to reassure myself that they were just stories and that I was still considered to be part of society. But after so long, you, or even the most optimistic person, can't fake it any longer. You get tired of hearing the same lie over and over again. That's when you start to shun everyone away, or what's left of the people who cared about you. And then you just start to sit around for decades and decades, just resenting the world and feeling sorry for yourself, that you soon don't realize that decades become centuries. But you're too far gone in grief that you really don't give.

But they helped. My brothers. They found me in my darkest times, stayed by my side even though I was convinced that I didn't need them, but they still stayed. They made everything easier, helped me understand that I wasn't the only one that was being punished. They took me in, helped me feed and learn more about myself and what I was than I ever thought I would.

But that was 200 years ago.

I've dealt with not being normal for longer than I can remember, and I've been alive for over 300 years. In the present day, 2018, my brothers and I are striving to survive and to fit in.

Which brings us to my current predicament.

“I can't believe I'm doing this.”

“Oh c’mon hyung, I think it’s time we socialize with the rest of society. I mean, we are still apart of this world.” said Jungkook, my youngest brother. “Yeah, don’t you think it would be cool to see the transformation of our generation to now? It’s been over 300 years” continued Jimin. Sighing, I nodded my head and decided to walk with them up the stairs to our high school.

“Although everything has changed, I really have no desire to go to school,” I stated. It was true. Everything was different, the laws, the monarchy(which we basically don't have anymore), and just the way of living. I haven’t been to school ever, but being around so long, you can read books and teach yourself, so I have a modest understanding of everything up to Grade 11 education, in which I am enrolling, along with my 3 other brothers; Jungkook, the youngest, Taehyung, The second youngest and most irritable, and Jimin, the third youngest but whom I like best and am closest with.

“You have no desire to do anything but sleep, lazy ass” murmured Taehyung. I looked at him and glared while he quickly looked away. I decided to ignore his comment, and just continue on with the admission process. After walking around the front of the school for a bit, we found the main office, which held two middle-aged women sitting at desks quickly typing things into their computers, whom I presumed to the secretaries. I cleared my throat to get their attention, but only got a muted “One second, please”

While waiting for the secretary, I decided to take a good look around the office. It was pretty simple looking. Square and about relatively decent sized, the walls were a muted beige, with posters hung on the walls about school events and what not. The secretaries were sitting at desks at the back, on the walls opposite of each other with a window in the back wall. Infront of us, there was a small ledge that held the P.A system, the sign in/sign outs sheets, and the visitor sign in. Suddenly, a voice brought me out of my thoughts

“Hi there, I'm so sorry for the wait. It's the middle of the year and right before Christmas break, it’s always a little hectic and busy around here.” One of the secretaries said with a smile on her face.

“It's fine.”

“So, what can I help you boys out with today?”

Jungkook started to tell the secretary about us being ‘transfer students’ and we were given our class schedules and a map of the school of where we would need to go. Smiling, the secretary welcomed us and sent us off to our classes. Walking out of the office, I took a look at my schedule, reading and reciting my classes for the rest of the school year.

9:00 - 10:35 - ENGLISH

10:45 - 12:15 - SCIENCE

12:15 - 12:55 - LUNCH

1:00 - 1:45 - KOREAN HISTORY

2:00 - 3:30 - LITERATURE

3:45 - 4:45 - MUSIC

I sighed as I read over my time table’s, slightly glad that I had music for an hour at the end of my school day, every day. Music has always been something I was good at and passionate about. I stopped at the end of the main halls where my brothers and I would part our ways to get to our classes.

“Well... I’ll see you guys at the end of the day. This is big, and I’m really proud of all of us.” Jimin said with a smile. Bidding our goodbye’s for the time being, I looked at the school map and maneuvered my way around to the third-floor and finally found my English class, the class I’m probably least excited about. I never liked English, I always thought it was quite pointless as I’ve never left Korea in the past 300 years of my life. Stopping in front of the classroom, I made sure my hood was up and was covering the whole top part of my head. This is another annoyance about being a vampire and going out in public.

Being in any source of light makes my skin shine. Humans weren’t wrong with their folk tales about vampires not being able to go into the light. It doesn’t burn, but it’s quite uncomfortable and would freak any person out if they saw someone with shining skin.

Once I was finally in the classroom, I sat down at the table in the back corner of the classroom where there was the least light and set my bag down. After about 5 minutes, students started piling in, and the once silent class grew louder and more lively. I started feeling anxious, not having been around so many humans in one room like this in many years. I tried calming myself down by taking deep breaths, but the teacher had walked in and had started to talk about how we would be reading an English book called “Charlotte’s Web” and something like that. I wasn’t paying much attention before I suddenly felt all eyes on me and heard the teacher calling out to me.

“Excuse me! Are you the new transfer student?” She inquired. I slowly nodded my head and said “yes”.

“Oh, that’s great! Why don’t you introduce yourself to us? Come stand up at the front!” For fucksake. She urged me to come forward and I started to feel very nauseous not really being comfortable around so many people. Timidly, I walked forward to the front of the class and started to introduce myself.

“My name is Min Yoongi. I'm from Daegu and I’m 3- I mean 17 years old.”

“That’s very nice now why don’t you try introducing yourself in English? This is English class after all.”

This bit-

“H-hi, I am Yoongi.” I mentally groaned as the class started to giggle and murmur about my limited vocabulary and my pronunciation.

I hate this class already.

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Finally, after English, I have science, which I have no opinion on. After I make it to the classroom, I make a point to go to the teacher first and introduce myself personally. After we exchanged greetings and names, she directed to my seat which was by a window, which luckily it was cloudy outside today and almost every day in this region of Korea. We're in Gwangdong, which is mostly covered in natural scenery and quite cloudy because of the rivers and the condensation. After getting a brief fill in on what we are learning in science, I was handed a textbook and I began reading through the chapters and answering the questions in my notebook.

"Ah, I'm so sorry I'm late, I slept in this morning. Sorry, Unnie." a sweet voice rang through the mostly silent classroom. Looking up to see who the voice belonged to, my eyes were met with the most curious and innocent doe-eyes I've ever seen.

And I had to taste it.

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