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Your Crush: Park Jinyoung

“So… Y/N, truth or dare”

You and some of your friends were having a sleepover! It was fun! And everyone was in a comfy mess of giggles and pillows you hesitated, telling the truth seemed easier but at what cost? A dare…well, the possibilities were kinda endless,

“Truth!” You said confidently,

Your friend thought carefully,

“Ok so, who do you think is the most attractive person in school and why?”

You blushed furiously, you hadn’t told this to anyone and was seriously debating lying but, rules are rules

“Ummm if I had to pick…I’d say…Jinyoung?” You blushed again burying your face in your hands! Your friends all gasped and grinned and immediately asked you what you liked about him,

“Ummmm well, I think he’s really sweet!” You said quietly

“He doesn’t really talk much though!” One of your friends said

“I know but when he does he knows what he wants to say! And he doesn’t joke as much as the other people in school, I think he’s quite a gentle genuine soul, it’s nice being around him. He’s so handsome and he has a beautiful voice! ” There was no shame in liking him and you were sure that your friends would keep it to themselves right?

You found out soon that this was as much of a fantasy as a fairy story.

A few days later you were walking down the school hall and you saw one of your friends talking to…oh no…JINYOUNG!!! You tried for the rest of the day to not

think about it, but that was like trying not to imagine purple elephant with blue spots, your mind was hyper-focused on what your friend had said to Jinyoung that day. Everywhere you turned, you seemed to bump into him, and he always seemed to be around the corner . At lunch, you ran into the bathroom, into a stall and breathed heavily into your hands, trying to calm yourself down, does she like him too? Does he like her? DID SHE TELL HIM ABOUT HER CRUSH?! You shook your head furiously! No…no! You were being silly, why worry about it! You can’t take it back now so whatever happens will happen right? You couldn’t control it and if he asked you about it…you swallowed hard, you’d be honest! There wasn’t much else you could do! Straightening up, you walked slowly into your next class.

“We’ll be pairing you up for a small in-class assignment today” said the art teacher, you need to work together to create the picture using clay!” She began handing out the terracotta coloured cubes to the class, and allocating pairs “Luke, pair up with Laila over there! Jessy go sit next to Carmen!” At this point you had shut your eyes tightly and had every finger crossed; praying to every deity that you knew “Please don’t sit him next to me please!!” You heard the scrape of a stool next to you and gulped hard. There was silence next to you, slowly, you opened your eyes and turned… there sat next to you holding the cube of clay in one hand and a second apron in the other, was none other than Park Jinyoung.

“Hey…um…are you ok?”

“Yeah” you squeaked in a tiny voice once you remembered how to breathe

“You sure? You had your eyes shut really tight! Are you in pain?”

“No no not at all!” You shook your head quickly trying to act nonchalant

“Ok..so…shall we get started?”

He placed the clay down along with some carving tools and you both set to work. In silence. I mean what could you say to each other?! This was so embarrassing! Until…

“Hey Y/N I wanted to talk to you about-“

but he never got he chance to finish what he was saying! The pressure of the whole day was weighing on you, and you were desperate to say something! And so it all slipped out!

“Yeah I said I liked you! It’s true! I do I really like you! But I wasn’t planning on telling you like this! But then maybe I wasn’t gonna tell you at all it’s just I know you heard stuff and so I might as well come out and say it right? And I’d rather you hear it from me because I do like you! It’s not a big deal! I shouldn’t be ashamed of that right?” You finished, panting and blowing like you had run the marathon everything in your mind just couldn’t hold it in anymore but the relief of the confession was short lived. The mounting embarrassment only grew as you realised you had just blurted out a confession! You just babbled in front of Jinyoung about how you liked him!

“Um, that wasn’t what I was going to say,” said Jinyoung a little flabbergasted “I was going to say I wanted to talk to you about the history homework but this must have been on your mind!”

Your whole body stiffened and a huge tsunami of shame washed over you. Once again you put your head in your hands. You just wished the ground would swallow you up! Until you heard a chuckle coming from next to you! Was he laughing? There was nothing to laugh about in your mind! But then, you heard a soft voice by your ear

“ You’re cute when you blush! Did you know that? It’s ok I like you too!”

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GOT7 - Boyfriend clothes~

SFW; Warnings: none

Masterlist

JayB

he'd like it a lot if you wore his clothes

i think he'd be a little possessive as a boyfriend (all in healthy amounts of course)

so he'd like it if you wore his clothes in public too

would borrow you his hoodies and jackets all the time

since he tends to wear oversized clothes often, things would probably look very big on you

he'd live for that

likes to see you wearing his t-shirts at home, would find it hot if you slept in them

Mark

he'd be a little shy about it

he wouldn't actively give you his clothes a lot

but if you asked to borrow a hoodie or a shirt to sleep in he'd be more than happy to comply

would feel embarrassed to see you wearing his stuff

maybe he would giggle and blush a little

but he'd really like it

would probably get less shy about it with time and offer his clothes more often

Jackson

Jackson would love it

he would offer you his clothes all the time

if you wore a hoodie of his, he'd probably scrunch up the hood and poke your nose

maybe he'd scrunch up his own hood too because "Look, we're twinsies now!"

he'd probably never get tired of telling you how cute you look wearing his clothes

really gushes about you in a funny high pitched voice

if you're cold he would wrap his scarf around you and warm your hands in his

he likes to baby you a little

Jinyoung

he wouldn't necessarily care that much about boyfriend clothes

but he enjoys taking care of you

he'd notice immediately if you're feeling cold

you'd already have his coat around your shoulders as soon as you show the tiniest sign of freezing

it doesn't really matter to him if he's wrapping you into a warm blanket or his jacket - as long as you are feeling warm and comfortable

if you asked to borrow clothes from him he wouldn't mind giving them to you though

Youngjae

similarly to Mark he wouldn't be very vocal about it, but he'd enjoy it a lot if you wore his stuff

maybe he'd leave his sweater laying on the couch when he knows you are coming over

so he can just casually offer it when you're feeling cold

(it wouldn't come across as casual but he tried ok)

would have the urge to cuddle you to death if you wore his oversized hoodies

like seriously be prepared

BamBam

Bammie also wouldn't care that much about boyfriend clothes

he'd find it cute if you wore his stuff of course

but he also finds you cute in your own clothes

the two of you would probably still share clothing and accessories a lot

this man is a fashionista and if he has the perfect jacket to go with your outfit he will make you wear it

is thrilled to help you assemble looks

would also like to borrow stuff from you too

instead of boyfriend clothes, the two of you may have some couple items, like rings, bracelets, glasses, a watch, ... stuff like that

Yugyeom

another boyfriend who absolutely loves it

would give his stuff to you a lot

probably makes you borrow a shirt of his for sleeping, even if you have your own

if you're smaller than him he'd like how big his clothes are on you

he'd also playfully make you wear his caps very often

if it's cold outside, instead of giving you his coat, he'd wrap you in with him and use it as an excuse to cuddle and goof around

might get a little jealous at times and would offer you his clothes as a way to show that you're taken

Masterlist

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The Bad Boy: Im Jaebeom

It was the senior prank day and that usually meant chaos! Last year some students toilet papered the school oak tree! God knows what was gonna happen this year! The pranks got more extravagant as the years passed! You walked into school a little weary of what you’d find! You held your binder close to you ready to bat away anything that might be about to splatter, explode or spray in your direction. You didn’t wanna take any chances and stayed away from the most crowded places in the school. To your confusion, the day passed pretty normally although every time you turned a corner you thought a bucket would land on your head. You checked your phone to make sure that the date was right. It was. So where were the pranks? Where was the screaming, running and laughing? You were slightly disappointed at this year’s turnout. You didn’t have to be for long. You were walking down the corridor of the beauty studies block, when someone grabbed you by the hand and pulled you into the nearest empty classroom! You closed your eyes in terrified anticipation!

“Why are you closing your eyes?” Asked a voice laced with laughter. You peeked through your eyelashes and saw… oh nooo. Jaebeom, panting in front of you. His three piercings sparkling as they dangled from his ears. Get a run in with him and you were either in trouble with him or because of him and he didn’t care about either. You definitely didn’t want to get in trouble because of him and you didn’t much like the idea of being stuck in summer detention WITH him either. “I thought…you would throw something at me…cos, you know, Prank day.” You said meekly still flinching against the wall.

He bent down so you were at eye level. “Really now,” he said coyly “And what did you think I would throw?”

“I don’t know,” You said shakily “Eggs?”

“Did you really think I would be that sloppy?” He asked you through breathless chuckles, “Eggs? Really?! This isn’t 1985.” You felt a little stung.

“Well, you didn’t. That’s the main thing.” You said as you straightened up. You eyed the door, thinking of any excuse to put 1000 kilometres between you two. It wasn’t worth your college application to stay near him. “Listen,” you said quickly.

“This has been great and all but- “

“Today’s your lucky day Y/N! You’re gonna be my accomplice!” said Jaebeom smirking.

 “I have managed to get through today without getting pelted, attacked drenched or jumpscared. I’m not gonna stop that streak.” You said backing away.

“And I’m not getting caught and put in detention on Senior Prank Day either, at least, not alone,” said Jaebeom. “So, either you help me keep my streak or lose your squeaky clean rep. Your choice.” He folded his arms his arms, smirking, and waited for your response. You hung your head.

He chuckled and then, and then turning around in front of you said, “How do I look?”

You glanced at him quickly, “That’s a dumb question, you know you always look…” then you actually took a good look at him and was surprised to see that he was…well…scruffy! It was like he had been rolling around in a barn; feathers and bits of straw were hanging from his hair and clothes.

 “Well, I have to say you don’t look as good as you usually do.”

“You think I look good?” said Jaebeom smirking triumphantly at the annoyance on your face.

“You know that’s not what I me- “

 “I ran into a little chicken trouble.” He said cutting you off your excuse.

“Chicken trouble?” You began to ask curiously, then shaking your head said quickly “Actually don’t tell me. The less I know the better.”

“So, are you gonna help me or not?”

“I haven’t got a choice, have I?” You sighed defeated, “What do you want me to do?”

“It’s obvious, isn’t it? Help clean me up?”

“I don’t carry that sort of stuff with me.” You said holding out your hands to indicate they were empty.

“Look around you” he said “We’re in the beauty block.”

“Yeah, but all the beauty supplies are locked up af-“ you never got to finish your sentence. Jaebeom had found a hair pin picked the lock of the supply closet and was taking out spray, a hair dryer, some product and a comb.

 “Now can you clean me up?”

Sighing, you began to brush his head roughly with your hand; trying to finish your task as soon as possible.

“Jeez! Why are you being so heavy handed?” winced Jaebeom, shielding his head from any more of your swipes.

“Cry-baby.” You muttered under your breath, but you took the straw and feathers out of his hair gentler, making sure not to miss a single strand. When it was all out of his hair, you took the comb, slicked his hair back and sprayed it so it would stay in place. “All done! Now can I leave?!” you said impatiently. Without saying a word to you he stuck his head around the door.

“Not just yet” he said, looking over your shoulder. “Miss F is walking down the hall.”

“That’s not my problem!” you said defiantly  You turned to leave but he suddenly spun you around and held you close, his hands on your hips and your noses almost touching.  You went to push him away, but he held firm staring in your eyes with an intensity you had never seen before, he said slowly and quietly  “Just look this way.” You heard the door open.

“Honestly, Jaebeom? Here?” Said the teacher. She gestured towards where you both stood.

“Well, what can I do Miss?” Said Jaebeom with a smirk “We needed somewhere more…private for our date! People were running around everywhere!” You turned red and resisted the urge to gag. If you got in trouble because of him…

 “I really didn’t need to know” Said Miss F, “You wouldn’t have anything to do with 12 chickens would you?” You choked! So THAT explains the chicken trouble.

“Nothing Miss.” Said Jaebeom innocently.  She eyed him suspiciously, of course she wouldn’t believe a word he said, he was IM JAEBEOM!

“So, what’s all THAT on the floor?” she asked looking at the mess of straw and feathers from Jaebeom’s hair. He opened his mouth to speak but you jumped in quickly,

“That was me, Miss!! You told me to work on my texturing in art class so I decided to use feathers, sorry for the confusion.” and you hastily bent to pick them up. It didn’t sound believable to you at all but you hoped and prayed to all the gods that she would fall for it; and anyway, you weren’t lying, she HAD asked you to work on your texturing in art class.

“I see…” the teacher said quietly. It seemed to you that she was deciding whether to believe this lie, “Well, whatever the case get out of the classroom you know  they’re out of bounds at lunchtime.” And with that she left the room.

“Happy chicken hunting Miss!” called Jaebeom after her. When you were sure she had gone you stood up and stared incredulously at him,

 “I swear to God Jaebeom! You let loose twelve chickens in the school?!”

Jaebeom chuckled “Nope, I let loose 11.”

“So why- “

“We tagged them, but we purposely missed out number eleven and wrote twelve instead! They’ll be looking for that twelfth chicken for hours!” Then he considered you “You’re a good sport you know.” He said, looking over you. “I like your quick thinking!”

“I didn’t have a choice!” you said exasperated.

“Be honest with yourself. You like the thrill.”

“Not a bit.” You replied adamantly.

“We’ll see…” he said tentatively. He winked and left the room. UGH! Jaebeom! At least you didn’t get caught.

“Chickens, that really did top last year’s oak tree situation…” You muttered to yourself, “Clever of them to mis-tag the chickens!” You laughed quietly at how Senior Prank day had gone. Definitely not how you had expected. At that moment your phone buzzed with a text from an unknown number

“Told you 😉-JB.”

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The Teacher's Pet: Kim Yugyeom

You were so stressed out this week you didn't know which way was left and which way was right. You were exhausted and your appearance was starting to mirror how you felt. You had gotten pale, and your hair was starting to get a little crazy. Your assignments were keeping you so busy you fell asleep on your math textbook and woke up with the page stuck to your face! But finally, you felt like you were on top of everything. Every assignment had been handed in and every piece of scrap paper put in its proper place so with puffy eyes and your clothes hanging off you, you entered your History class. By the looks of the other students, they seemed to be just as tired dishevelled and sleep deprived as you. It made you feel less alone. You were just nodding off when the door opened and in walked Kim Yugyeom.

A hush fell over the class. He stuck out like a sore thumb! The whole class looked a mess! Exam stress had ravaged you guys to next to nothing and here Yugyeom was, not a hair out of place! His clothes neatly fit his body and with a face that almost glowed with energy and brightness! It was like Exam week had taken all your energy and zapped him with it!

He was carrying what you supposed was Mr P's laptop and mug which was full of steaming hot cofee and he neatly placed it on the desk waiting for it's owner to arrive. The smell wafted to your nostrils and gave you a little more life. You then watched groggily as Yugyeom placed a card and box of chocolates on the desk and sat down waiting for Mr P to arrive!

Sure enough the formidable teacher strode into the classroom, greeted Yugyeom cordially and sat down at his desk, "Thank you Yugyeom for helping me bring my supplies to class! Oh, and what's this?” He gestured towards the Chocolates and card! “You're spoiling me!"

You saw from the corner of your eye that Yugyeom beamed, blushed a little and sat up a little straighter. Mr P then scanned the class "you all look a wreck! How are you supposed to learn anything! Prepare to hand in your reports today. I'm not extending the deadline so do not bother asking!"

You groaned internally. Typical Yugyeom behaviour! Always giving gifts to teachers to say "thank you for being awesome and helping us to grow into the amazing people we'll become" you snorted.

The only thing Mr P gave you was stress, a headache and more homework than you could handle! At least the report he had asked you to do had been finished. You looked in your bag for the folder containing your essay and your heart dropped. You didn't have it with you! It must have gotten mixed up while you were at home! Today was the last deadline and if you failed to hand it in you'd lose a whole semester grade!

You felt like you were in a living nightmare!

Maybe if you pinched yourself then you would wake up with your math textbook stuck to your face again! But no. This was reality. This was happening right now and your whole life flashed past you eyes! You moved your hand more frantically in your bag uselessly praying  that your assignment would be there. But you were met with air passing through your fingertips whenever you swiped through your bag! You couldn't lie, and Mr P would NEVER accept an excuse. There was nothing else to do but bite the bullet. Slowly you raised a trembling hand. Mr P's head looked up from his laptop.

"Yes Yugyeom what's the matter" he said beaming. Your heart was beating fast...did he say Yugyeom? Did he just confuse you with his favourite student?

"Sir I think you have us confused with the other class. Our assignments aren't due in until next week."

Mr P looked at Yugyeom "Are you sure? I have it clearly marked here" he said looking at his diary.

"Sir, I wouldn't lie, I specifically remember you saying that it would be due in next week."

You looked at him eyes wide with disbelief.

Kim Yugyeom THE KIM YUGYEOM lying?! To the teacher?! Now you definitely were dreaming! For a minute Mr P looked down again at his diary. You felt sure he wasn't going to believe it.

But then he lifted his head and said "Very well. I'lI make the deadline next week. It could be that with all the essays due in I've written the wrong date down. It doesn't take much! Exam season doesn’t just affect the students you know!" He chuckled. You let out a breath you didn't know you'd been holding. And you weren't alone. It seemed whole class sighed with relief with you. When the bell rang for break you walked quickly out of the classroom.

You couldn't believe you’d escaped detention and an F-grade in history!

"You're welcome!” someone said as they passed you “Next time if you need me to cover you just ask." You looked up and saw Yugyeom's shiny backpack.

"Huh," you said to yourself. Yugyeom clearly wasn’t as squeaky clean and pure as the teachers thought!

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Your best friend: Kim Yugyeom

“Is that them?” Yugyeom asked you curiously. You were both in the lunch hall looking at your crush from Biology class. You didn’t respond, you didn’t have to. Your eyes lit up when they landed on him, and your blush was as obvious as the nose on your face. At this point in your friendship, you wouldn’t be surprised if Yugyeom could read your thoughts. He wiggled his eyebrows at you teasingly, “Well that makes a change from your usual type; you’ve liked stupider people!”

“Gyeom!” You choked in shock!

“Well, it’s true!” he said laughing, “Your type has always been a bit…weird”

You shook your head to yourself. Of course, Yugyeom would say that, but he had his reasons; you tended to like a wide variety of people. Like a VERY wide variety!

“So,” Said Yugyeom suddenly, leaning in and smirking “What does he know about you?

“Oh, nothing too interesting. We chat a bit, but we don’t have deep talks. It’s a crush not anything serious yet so... yeah just basic stuff.”

“So, he knows that you sometimes wear your socks inside out, so you don’t have to wash them right away? That’s good!”

Blushing furiously, you shot your hand out and covered his mouth, silencing him “Why would I tell him that?!”

“You did say basics” said Yugyeom muffled from under your hand. You leaned forward on the table and sunk your face into your hands.

“Name, age, study subjects, music taste, that’s basic! Not what I do with my socks!” You said in a strained voice “And he will never find out about it ok?”

There was no response. “Gyeom?” You said cautiously, still no response. You looked up from your hands and saw that Yugyeom wasn’t sat opposite you anymore. You scanned the hall and saw him talking to THEM!

“Ohhh…no.” You said under you breath. Your heart plummeted to the ground; what was Yugyeom saying to them? Oh God, you said to yourself please don’t say that he mentioned the sock situation to him; but by the way they were talking and laughing and the smirk on Yugyeom’s face…you sunk down under the table and started whacking your head. Yugyeom why? You started hearing their voices getting nearer. Quickly, you scrambled under the table.

“Yeah so, that’s the basics!” said Yugyeom

“Oh…that’s kinda… weird.” Said your crush “Anyways... I’ll be heading to class now. Catch you later?”

“Sure!” Said Yugyeom and you heard your crush walk away. Slowly you rose from under the table and saw a satisfied looking Yugyeom staring down at you.

“Gyeom… what…did…you…say?” you asked him slowly as you took your place at the table again.

“Don’t worry about it” said Yugyeom smirking.

“I swear Yugyeom, if you don’t tell me I’ll post that video of you singing in the shower on YouTube.” He wasn’t the only one who knew too much about their best friend. “What did he think was weird?”

“You’ll kill me!” Said Yugyeom sniggering behind his hands; but then, going by the look on your face, he said “Well, if you really want to know, I just mentioned that Miss H in bio planned to show her ultrasound pictures in class.” And before you could process, he shot up from his seat and ran out of the lunch hall yelling, “I TOLD YOU YOU’D KILL ME!”

You gaped. He’d tricked you but were you surprised? No. This is typical Yugyeom behaviour and before you could process your actions, you were up and following Yugyeom planning all the ways you could get back at him!

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Your Squad: Markjin

“And Class, that is why you study for exams! Or else you run the risk of failing like Y/N is!”

Your blood was boiling, and you were about to blow up, but you took a deep breath and tried your best to relax. You felt the stares of the whole class on your face and heard a few sniggers from some of your classmates, but you decided to pretend that nothing had happened. After realising you couldn’t do algebra this teacher decided that you were her new target and so it had been for the whole year. Today it was worse because you had a joint lesson with another class and that meant double the number of eyes on you and double the shame. You just wished the ground would swallow you up. You tried to imagine you were somewhere else and was almost succeeding when your phone buzzed on your lap. It was from Jinyoung in your Dream Team group chat:

Is she really that bad all the time?!- JY

You turned around and saw Jinyoung looking at you earnestly; effectively asking the question again with his eyes. You rolled your own in response and nodded.

It’s normal at this point. I’m kinda used to it :/ no biggie- Y/N

You turned to the board again and tried your best to understand the class. You felt another buzz from the group chat.

It’s not me you should be telling not to worry. Look left. -JY

You looked to the left wall of the class and saw your other best friend Mark sitting bolt upright and staring at the board as if he was trying to shoot laser beams. You felt a little tense, but you decided that it wouldn’t help to try and catch his eye. You focused on the board again.

“Since many of you are barely able to count,” Your teacher chided, “I’ll show you the next one slowly.” She started writing an algebraic formula on the board. "I’m assuming you can solve this one at least Y/N, or are you less competent than a donkey with a brain tumour?” Your heart started beating fast. You could hear the sniggers and giggles again. You stared at the board, but the welling of your eyes made the numbers and letters blurry. You blinked and felt the tears in your eyes beginning to form and drip down your cheek.

You heard a snort from the other side of the classroom and looked around. Mark was laughing but his expression was as cold as ice. If anything, he looked like he was about to flip his desk over. The teacher looked over at him incredulously. “And why are you snorting? I don’t remember allowing pigs in my class” she said in an arrogant voice. Mark snorted again expressionlessly. You knew that face. It meant that he was in no way in a jokey mood. You knew, when Mark was in this mood, it was best to just let him steam in peace and to not antagonize him. The teacher however was relentless. When he lowered his head while mumbling incoherently, she stood at the front of the class triumphantly; “Excuse me, what was that?” she snapped, “If you have something to say, please indulge the whole class with your musings.”

Mark suddenly stood up. His face was red with rage and his eyes which were usually glittering with lightness and goodness were dark. His hands were folded into tight fists which made his knuckles white as paper. He looked like a firework that was ready to explode. “I SAID” he said in a voice that echoed around the whole room “IF YOU DON’T ALLOW PIGS IN YOUR CLASS THEN YOU SHOULD LEAVE!” The whole class gasped. Nobody had ever spoken to the teacher like that. She must have been surprised too because for a moment all she could do was stare until, pulling herself together suddenly bellowed “HOW DARE YOU! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE SEPEAKING TO YOUR TEACHER IN THIS DISRESPECTFUL MANNER?! HAVE SOME RESPECT!”

“I would Miss” said Mark in a quieter more dangerous voice, “If you were more respectful of us students. We’re here so you can get paid. I’m surprised they even pay you. You’re terrible at Math! How can you criticize your students for getting Algebra wrong when you can’t even answer your own question correctly?! And with that he walked out of the classroom without a look back slamming the door behind him.

You and Jinyoung were in shock. You knew Mark could get angry at times but never to that extent. It’s not like the teacher didn’t deserve it, but you felt bad that he would get into heaps of trouble on your account. You were regretting telling the boys how horrible your teacher could be to you. You tried to make eye contact with Jinyoung again, but he wasn’t looking at you like the rest of the students were, he was looking at the board. His eyes grew wide.

“He’s not wrong” he said

“Excuse me?!” said the teacher sharply at Jinyoung. Slowly and smoothly, Jinyoung rose from his seat, walked smoothly towards the board, and began re-writing the algebraic formula; replacing numbers and letters and completing the sum as if it was as easy as writing his own name. He then turned and faced the teacher.

“If you’re gonna shame someone for not knowing math, make sure you know how to do it too.” Then, looking at you, he said “Come on Y/N, let’s go find Mark. I have a feeling he’s gone to the principal and I wanna be there when the head teacher decides to end this fraud’s career.” The whole class was watching silently, and all pairs of eyes grew wider and wider including that of the teacher. You were shocked too! You couldn’t decide if it was because Mark had noticed the algebra mistake or that Jinyoung was sassy to the teacher but then, it wasn’t a long-lasting shock. They were both equally very smart and sassy and you knew it!

As you got up with Jinyoung and headed to the headteacher’s office, you couldn’t help but thank the stars for what amazing friends you had made. You were invincible together and you made a mental note to have a huge party with them and everything would be on you to thank them for being so badass!

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The Jock: Kim Yugyeom

You watched the stands all filled to the brim with students and family members dressed in the school colours. So much pressure was made on this game that even you, who didn’t really follow football was shaking in your boots despite the warm night air. You sat in the bleachers waiting for the players to out from the changing rooms. Your school was balanced in the league this year. A few good players had graduated or were injured from their last game where they just about managed to scrape a draw until it went to penalties which meant that your school had made progress but were beginning to slip due to the new but less experienced players. You were honestly feeling quite pessimistic about this game and would have skipped coming completely were it not for your friend who was practically buzzing with excitement at the idea of a fresh new team despite their questionable reputation. “This is going to be amazing” She squealed clapping her hands together confidently “Or a complete disaster” you mumbled under your breath heaving a deep anxious sigh. “I’m trying to be positive” She chirped happily “Don’t you want us to win?” You didn’t answer her. As much as you wanted to have her enthusiasm, the odds were piled too high for a loss. It would make you less disappointed if you anticipated it before it happened. The players entered the pitch amongst thunderous applause. Banners were raised in support and flags flew manically above the heads of the spectators as if protecting them from the idea of a loss. Not that this made you excited. On the contrary, your mind was so incredibly fixed on the idea of the colossal comedown should your team lose. The nerves were clear on their faces, every eyebrow on the team was furrowed as they entered until they saw the cheers and began to flash smiles of triumph that you felt didn’t really reach their eyes. They must have as many doubts as you have. As they shuffled into a huddle, you spotted your classmate Yugyeom his height meant he had to bend double to reach everyone’s shoulders. Then the whistle sounded, and the match began. To you, it seemed like Yugyeom was the team’s best player. He was fast and he could throw the ball to fellow players almost on the other side of the pitch. The other team had no chance, and you found your confidence beginning to grow; eventually it was clear as the game continued that Yugyeom was determined to earn his place on the team and the players were moving with more confidence up and down the pitch. At this point you couldn’t even pretend to be disinterested. You followed the game like a hawk, never taking your eyes off Yugyeom. The screams from the clouds were getting louder and louder and the play time was running out. There was no way the opposition was going to get even close to this score now. The whole stand suddenly became quiet. Yugyeom was taking a shot at the goal. Despite his amazing form in-game you began to feel anxious. The air felt hot and heavy as if even the stars were watching the game. You watched Yugyeom gather himself and run towards the ball and give a colossal kick! The ball flew almost gracefully through the air and easily cleared the goalposts. A whistle sounded and the crowd went wild. Despite the patchwork team this year they had managed to win the league for the first time in the school’s recent history and it was clear that Yugyeom was their lucky charm. He was hoisted up on the other players shoulder and was smiling brighter than you had ever seen him! Waving chanting and laughing along with the others you ran to join the crowd filling the pitch and pushed through to try and find Yugyeom who was still on his teammate’s shoulders. “You were amazing!” You yelled over the screams of the other spectators “Congratulations!” “Thank you!” He said smiling down at you with pride and triumph. As the crowds began to reduce, you saw your friend jumping up and down in jubilation! She came bounding up to you. “Told you so! You need to believe” she said clutching her heart with a wistful expression on her face.

You shook your head smiling at the ground. She had every right to brag and if this game was anything to go by, the school would be very successful this football season and Yugyeom would probably end up with a scholarship.

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Your Locker Neighbour: Kim Yugyeom

 You entered school with sleep still in your eyes. Monday Mornings were never your thing and they never would be. Still, you had a lot of free periods today so you could study when your brain started to wake up.

Walking as if you were an extra in a zombie movie, you slowly reached your locker and was just about to haphazardly twist in your combination number, when you realised it was already unlocked; held closed by a little green thread.

Confused, you swung it open praying that nobody had stolen anything, and you gasped! There in your locker was a freshly made Ice Americano, the ice still visible and your favourite syrup dancing around in delicious swirls. A note was attached to the cup:

Morning Sleepyhead!

I hope this keeps your eyes open for at least 2 hours! Remember, the first person to fall asleep gets their face drawn on so you’d better drink up haha! Have a good day!

~YG~

You rolled your eyes affectionately. Now you knew exactly who had given you this lovely morning message! Yugyeom must have bought this for you. You made a mental note to leave him something tomorrow morning. As you closed your locker door you happened to see Yugyeom himself slamming the door of his own locker and picking up his bag to get ready for his first class.

“Thanks, Gyeom!” you said nudging him lightly with your shoulder. Yugyeom smirked without looking at you and began to walk with you down the hallway.

“For what?”

“You know what!” you chuckled.

“I swear I have no idea what you’re talking about.” When he reached the door of his classroom he turned his head and said “See you at break Sleepyhead.”

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Your Study Buddy: BamBam

“You’ve done so well with your class this term that I’m giving you a task. If you complete it for the rest of next term, I’ll give you extra credit” Extra credit? You liked the sound of that! Anything for extra credit! It would be great for your university recommendation.

“Sure, Miss H, what do I need to do?”

“No doubt you’ve noticed that there’s a particularly loud student in class. And when he’s not loud he’s completely detached from class.”

You rolled your eyes in recollection. Yes, Bambam as he liked to be called was one of the class clowns. He was either making noise or listening to his music. It’s a wonder he wasn’t kicked out of the class yet. You feared the worse.

“Are you going to ask me to tutor him miss?” Miss H must have sensed your fear because she smiled a little.

“No. Strange as it may be, you don’t need to tutor him. I just saw his results in the last test, and he did so well! Almost top of the class!”

You gaped at her, “Miss, I’m confused. If he’s getting such good grades, why would you want me to check up on him?”

“I don’t want him to be taking advantage of another student by using their work.” She replied. “Of course, I don’t believe he has done that” She said quickly “It’s just that his grades skyrocketed, and his attitude hasn’t. Normally one follows the other!”

You sighed. Secretly, you thought Miss H was taking it a bit too far. Bam may have been loud and a little bit disruptive, but he was everyone’s friend; why would he take someone else’s work and use it as his own? It just wasn’t something he’d do. She should be glad that he’s doing so well in her class. Nevertheless, you smiled at your teacher “I understand. I’ll ask for you on the quiet Miss.”

You looked around the school that lunchtime to see if you could find him; you checked everywhere that you thought he might be. The computer rooms? No… The Basketball courts? No not there…The lunch hall? Not there either! You even looked in some of the smaller classrooms. Nothing! Finally, you checked the library and there he was his eyes glued to the laptop in front of him bopping along to a song and writing down English notes.

“Bam?” No response. He was so engrossed in his music which didn’t surprise you; in class, he sometimes stayed in the classroom long after the other students had left. You tapped him on the shoulder, and he jumped a little. When he saw it was you, he turned, smiled, and pulled up a chair.

“Come sit Y/N!” You gladly sat next to him and glanced at his notes. They were little poems about the quotes you made in your class with Miss H.

“What’s this?” You asked, gesturing to the mass of papers, notes, and scribbles.

“My revision notes.” He said simply; then, looking at the confused look on your face he said “People think that remembering facts is hard. But that’s because they think that there’s only one way to revise but just staring at a book is so boring!” He yawned as a joke “Music helps me to focus in general and rap is my favourite type of music. So why can’t I use that to help me revise?”

“So, all these are raps?”

“Raps! Bars to help me memorise. I make the music for it too.” He glanced at your face, trying to read your reaction. “Do you think it’s weird?”

You shook your head. You saw now why and how he was miles ahead of everyone else in the class!  Everyone else was just revising in the conventional way, whereas he had studied so hard in his own way! His grades showed how much it paid off. It seemed like it really helped him with his classes because even Miss H said his grades had significantly improved…would this help for you too?

“Can…Can you teach me how to do this? It’s kinda cool!”

BamBam beamed at you “Of course! If it doesn’t work for you that’s cool! It just means that there’s another way for you to study. I record them and listen to them all the time! It could work for you too?”

“Who said learning could be dull?” You said scoffing.

And you kept on jamming to BamBam’s raps until the librarian told you guys to keep it quiet. Miss H didn’t need to worry about anything, and you’d tell her so tomorrow!

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The Blog and Housekeeping!

Hello Everyone!

I have so many cool things ready for you guys. If you notice an Instagram Watermark on my pictures, it’s because they are from my Got7 fan instagram account. I will but proof up on both pages in case there’s any confusion. it’s just easier to put it on this page than on Instagram so think of it as moving house haha!

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A Quick note: Hi! I’m back and I’m sorry

Hiii Everyone! I’m so so so so so sorry I haven’t uploaded in a hot minute. I am so ready to write on this blog!! I just had so many assignments and exams that I had to focus on! But now the summer has started and I’m ready to type away! I love y’all!

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YOUR LUNCH BUDDY: JACKSON WANG

 You were walking down the hallway of your school ; headphones in, jamming out to your favourite song, when all of a sudden someone ran out of the closest classroom right in front of you!

“Hey, watch it… oh it’s you.” You said, steadying yourself!

“Of course, it’s me, who else would it be?!” said Jackson.

“I should have known. Only you would give me a heart attack like that! I was in a zone you know?!” You said jokingly gesturing to your headphones hanging around your shoulder.

“I know,” Said Jackson “all the more reason to jump you!” You rolled your eyes in response and he fell in step with you “Anyways…what’s on the school menu today?” He asked

“Tuna surprise.” You said with a grimace.

“In this school there’s not enough tuna and way too much surprise!” he gagged at the thought.

“Exactly why I brought lunch from home today.” You said, “What about you?”

“You know me!” Said Jackson with a knowing grin.

“Brilliant!” You replied happily “Shall we go eat outside?”

“You read my mind!”

The bleachers were where you and Jackson usually had your lunch. Eating in the fresh air rather than in the stuffy lunch hall made it feel like a picnic rather than a school lunch break.

“I got orange juice for us” you said, handing him a carton. “Want one?”

“You’re a star! Thank you!” he said, setting the drink aside and opening his snack box containing his meal.

“Salad again?” you said, cocking your head to look at him?

“What’s wrong with salad?” he replied, mirroring your actions. You leant back.

“Oh nothing. It’s just, I don’t know how you don’t get bored of eating the same thing all the time?”

“I did in the beginning but now not so much! I tweak the ingredients!”

“Every day?” You asked curiously

“Every day!” he said, biting a carrot stick. “Makes it more fun!” He handed you his salad box and you saw an array of veggies combined with croutons and...

“Honey as a dressing! I’ve not seen that before, but I like the sound of it.”

“I knew you would” he said smiling. “Try a bite!”

He offered you his fork which you speared the salad with and took a bite. Your eyes grew wide!

“Jackson…HOW do you manage to make a simple thing like a salad taste like a Michelin star dish?” You said in wonder,

“That’s not me that’s you” He said “Anybody that eats this school’s food on a regular basis will think that dog food is Michelin star!” You should thank me!” He added jokingly “The only reason why you don’t eat at the cafeteria anymore is because of me!” He said clearly proud of himself!,

You considered this and chuckled, “Alright Mr. Smug! Point taken” you said with a smile.

“Dig in” said Jackson as you both began to eat your lunch.  

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Your Seatmate: Mark Tuan

After putting your bags in your locker, you checked your timetable. Your first class of the day was Computer Science. You groaned internally. For some reason you and technology didn't mix, kind of like water and oil. You just seemed to repel each other. If it was just PowerPoints and Word Documents, you'd be ok but when they wanted you to remember code sequences and how to make a website you were way out of your depth! Even making a simple game like Brick Breaker proved too tricky! You knew you would not have survived this far if it weren't for Mark.

You arrived to class early, your shoulders slumped, and searched for your seat. The teacher opened the classroom early and that meant you had free use of the computers until class started, as was custom in your school. There in the corner in his usual place, headphones in tapping away at the keyboard like it was a piano, was Mark. As you approached, you saw he was playing some kind of game. Maybe Fortnite? Or Battleground? He didn't even hear you as you pulled out your chair and sat down next to him. He had his eyes focussed and was fully engrossed in his game.

You had learnt not to disturb him while gaming. When he was focusing, he was best left alone. He didn't even notice when you sat on your chair next to him. You logged onto your computer and tried to work on your F-Grade website to pass the time before class started. You had so many ideas of how you wanted it to look, it was making those ideas a reality that you struggled with. It never ended up looking how you imagined it to. Sometimes you felt like you belonged in the 18th Century with your lack of computer knowledge. Maybe, if they hadn't required you to use Binary and other codes you would have been able to make progress. You stared, completely lost at your screen, hoping that if you looked hard enough the image of the website in your mind would “Copy-Paste" itself onto the screen without you having to do anything.

"Whoa! Is that your website?" A voice tore you away from your thoughts, making you jump.

"Did I scare you?" Mark asked with a smile.

"No! No! Not at all" you replied "I was just thinking..."

"About how to give your website some life?"  He suggested, you nodded sadly.

"It's no use, I can't understand the codes. It'll have to stay barren”.

"You give up too easy! Keep trying! When you understand the basics, the rest comes naturally! I promise you can make it. You want me to help you out?" He asked with a smile,

"How many times have you helped me already in this class? I'll have to end up paying you at this point!" You said, Mark laughed.

He smiled "By the way, sorry for being so quiet earlier I was gaming.”

“I know you were, it's fine! Did you win?”

“Nearly” Mark replied shrugging, “I will next time!”

Now it was your turn to let out a laugh “Always so positive!” You said with a smile, " honestly I don’t mind you not talking it gives me a chance to answer my emails and work on my website, well, try at least! You make me more productive Tuanzy”. You emphasised his gaming username

"Huh, thanks" He said, returning your smile, he turned to look at your screen "How much time do you spend experimenting on your own on the PC?"

"Honestly, not that often." you said sheepishly.

"The more you practice coding the easier it will be." Mark said still staring at the screen and tapping away at your keyboard "The more you mess around the more you'll learn." he pressed "Enter" and your plain white website was suddenly alive with colour and movement! Your eyes nearly popped out of your head!

"H-How how did you-"

"I'll explain later! Meet me here at lunch, I'll help you. For now, just keep it as it is" He said with a wide grin.

"I'll be there! Thank you so much!" You sighed with relief.

"No worries" Mark replied as your teacher came in and class began.