They’re pretty simplistic, and I’m no expert, but I like this style (hence the icon I already have).
I made a few more for other people too i even made one for Mark’s cactus Fred haha but I wasn’t sure how many people would actually like them. So if anyone wanted one of someone else or with different pictures/colors or something feel free to ask :P
“Y/F/N?“ Upon hearing your name, you gazed up and made eye contact with your teacher.
"Present.” Sighing after he had moved on from you, you quickly snapped your eyes towards the scrunched up paper sitting before you. You really had no interest in opening it as you knew the general message but with the burning stare at the back of your head, you gave in and slowly reached for it.
Upon opening the note, you were greeted with the typical message you tend to receive at least once a week.
'You’re still here? Wow what a stubborn bitch.‘
Whipping your head around to glare at the culprit, you found her simply smirking back at you.
She sat back satisfied with her daily deed done. Making people miserable is something she practically lived for, so you weren’t all too surprised. The sad thing was, you both were the best of friends back at the beginning of middle school and, as cliche as it sounds, it all changed when you reached high school. From the age of 12, cheesy promises to remain best friends were made and upon reaching the age of 16 it was all thrown away.
To put it simply, Hye Mi was a bitch. A big one. She wasn’t always but when she began to value boys over friendship, something was bound to go wrong.
And it did.
It took no more than a week for her to drop you and develop the handy trait of bitch. She found new friends and apparently expanded her vocabulary as proven with the impressive handful of insults she directed at you and many other innocent students.
Her main target was always you and it seemed like it would be for the rest of high school. She revelled in making your blood boil.
But you were not a weak girl, god no. Despite you being seemingly someone who is easy to pick on, you always stood your ground no matter who it was and that sometimes was your downfall, as your anger got you into bad situations every now and then.
“Right! It’s the end of the lesson, you are all dismissed. Don’t forget to bring in your slips of approval for the upcoming school trip. Jeon Jungkook, don’t you dare move from that spot!"
A groan escaped said boys lips as he slumped back into his seat.
Jeon Jungkook. The schools 'bad boy’. The type to uselessly skip and sleep through lessons but manage to get the top grades in the class and linger outside in alleyways fighting with other school gangs or smoke with his friends.
You roll your eyes at his pathetic attempt to sneak out of the class. Same routine almost everyday. Gathering your things and stuffing them into your bag, you stood from your seat and began making your way towards the door. Except a figure stood in your way.
"Get out of my way Hye Mi.”
She simply tilted her head whilst twisting a brunette lock of hair. Her brows furrowed whilst she looked you up and down and then proceeded to snicker.
"I see you’re still planning to become a nun, what with your skirt hanging low.“
Her ditsy friends giggled at her cringe worthy insult, boosting her ego and pride. You glanced down at your skirt that rested a few centimetres above your knees.
"Just because I don’t have my skirt riding up my ass like you doesn’t mean I’m going to become a nun. Plus, at least nuns have some self respect. You should learn from them.”
A deep chuckle resonated from the back of the room and you noticed Hye Mi widen her eyes at the sound. Her cheeks began to burn crimson at the sound of Jungkooks laugh. You barged past her having said all you needed to and headed towards the lockers. Once you had finished up, you shut your locker and was greeted with an annoyingly familiar figure.
You let out a dramatic sigh. "Go away, Jin Soo. I don’t want to see you.”
Another person you disliked was Jin Soo and what are the odds that he likes to make your life difficult too?
"You know if you weren’t so bitchy we could have actually been friends.“ You scowled at the sentence. He can’t be serious.
"Maybe I wouldn’t be so bitchy if you hadn’t taken it upon yourself to play with me and proceed to embarrass me In front of the whole school.” Back in 10th grade when you had lost Hye Mi, you seeked comfort and coincidentally Jin Soo came along. After stringing you along for a whole 2 months, he made a scene in the school lunch hall, yelling about how he 'didn’t appreciate the stalking’ and how he 'doesn’t want to come over when your parents were gone’. That gave everyone a reason to practically bully you for the next 2 years.
“You can’t still be salty over that! It’s been 2 years, get over it. Such a stuck up b-"
"Bitch? Yeah, being a bitch is my life goal so I’m not worried over that. Bye, hope you have a crappy day.”
Spinning around, you marched out of the school and down the street.
At least it was Friday.
Your Saturday morning was spent shopping with your best friend, Areum. You met the same year you grew apart from Hye Mi and she was there to comfort you after the scene Jin Soo had caused. She was too kind to leave you in the secluded corner of the library, crying your eyes out. Ever since then you only grew closer.
"Jungkook was staring at you through the window when you left school.“
"And how do you know that?”
"Well, considering the fact we normally go home together I was looking for you in your class.“ You smiled sheepishly at the memory of leaving Areum behind.
"Sorry, I had the usuals on my case.”
"Understandable. But seriously, I think Jungkook likes you. He’s always nearby, analysing everything your involved in. To be honest, it’s kind of creepy…“ She trailed off at the sharp look you directed at her. You were not going to have any of this.
"Listen, he’s 'analysing’ so he can find the perfect way to piss me off. He already gets on my nerves with his sarcastic comments. Please don’t turn this sleepover into a typical 'girls night’” Areum sighed and threw herself on your bed.
"What do you suggest we do then?“
Glancing at your phone, you made a mental note of the time. "Well we could go to the shops to prepare for a midnight snack slash movie time.” Areum’s eyes lit up at the sound of that and she whipped back up.
"You really mean it?“
Nodding your head, you grinned at her. "It’s only eleven and the shops are literally down the road. As long as we’re back in an hour midnight snack time is still on. Go get your jacket."
Areum was gone faster than you could say 'you got no jams’.
The walk to the supermarket was a short one and gathering the snack was even shorter. However, the walk back… not so much.
You and Areum had only made it halfway back to your house before you spotted the subject of your earlier discussion.
He was leaning against the wall of an alleyway (what a surprise) with the rest of his friends. One of them, a mint haired coloured one who you were sure you heard some people call 'Suga’, was crouched down with a spray paint can in one hand and a face mask on.
Not sketchy at all.
He was in the midst of spelling out BTS or something when a low whistle was heard.
"Well well, what are you two doing out so late at night?” Surprisingly, this did not come from Jungkook but rather the one many called Jimin.
Everyone’s eyes suddenly turned to you and Areum.
“Just keep walking Areum.” You sped up whilst Areum jogged to keep up. Just when you thought you had made it past them without any confrontation you heard Areum yelp.
Turning around, you noticed someone had grabbed her wrist preventing her from moving further. The name 'Hoseok’ briefly came to mind. However, your anger had already made itself present and your confidence had surfaced.
Marching right up to him, you grabbed his arm and all but ripped him off of Areum. He simply stared at you with an offended look.
“We don’t have time for your bullshit. Bye.”
As you turned around to leave, a heavy weight latched onto you, a chin making itself present on your shoulder.
“You’re such a cutie when you’re mad. I like it."
Turning your head, you were greeted with a boxy smile from Taehyung, a boy you shared classes with back in your fist year of high school.
"Get off me, Taehyung.”
He simply pouted and shook his head whilst wrapping his arms around you tighter.
“I don’t want to, I thought we were friends Y/N?"
"Well you thought wrong. Get the fuck off her Tae.” Jungkook was evidently pissed off with how he spoke to Taehyung.
“Fine.” He unlatched his arms from around you and took a couple of steps back, his grin coming back.
You simply stared back at him and an awkward silence settled in.
It was broken when the shaking of the spray can was heard and a heavy sigh.
"Fuck, this is why I sleep instead of leave the house. To avoid awkward shit like this.“ Suga then continued his piece of 'art’ and you took that as your cue to leave, grabbing Areum on your way.
"Don’t I get a thank you from saving you from this idiot?” Jungkook called after you whilst Taehyung let out an offended 'hey!’.
“Hey! Where’s my thank you?”
"Maybe when you stop wearing your ass as a hat.“ You replied, speed walking down the street. If you had bothered to turn around you would have seen the satisfied smirk that made itself present on Jungkook’s face.
((OOC: Just with all the Sirius and Buckbeak stuff being mentioned(ow my heart) I feel I should point out: I’m pretty sure in the books it says that Buckbeak stays in Wulburga’s empty room a large majority of the time they are at Grimauld place. That’s where Sirius retreats most of the time and he retreats often. Buckbeak, the only soul in the house who knows him as he is now. The only one who understands how broken and tired and angry he is. The one who has woken him gently from his raging nightmares and comforts him during his PTSD inflicted panic attacks. Who shelters Sirius with his wings from the smothering darkness of the long hard nights. Buckbeak who looks into his eyes with steadfast friendship and loyalty. Buckbeak who doesn’t require him to be a responsible godfather or greet him with strained smiles and irreparable friendship; or remind him that everytime he looks at that blessed boy whom he loves so dearly, that his best friend is dead, and he has to deal with 12 years of broken promises, birthdays missed, adventures untaken, and hugs not given.
Buckbeak is his main and only source of comfort and healing. Everything else in his life feels broken and he can’t pick up the pieces. ))