MAKE ME 01
Jimin x Reader
Summary: You have everything in your life planned out ever since you’re in high school. But life is such a playful little shit, she pulled you into the world of the ‘untouchables’, if she wasn’t cruel enough, you’d became the favorite of your least favorite person, Park Jimin. (Or is he?)
Themes: Fanfiction, OC,
“Ugh.” you responded to the loud ringing of your phone. You tried to locate it using only your sense of touch until you found it.
“Hello?” you answered without looking who’s on the other line.
You groaned when you heard a very familiar voice. – your mother’s.
“Hello, mom.” You greeted the other line.
She tried to conceal her worried tone with a simple nag about your waking habit.
[Y/N, it’s past 7, you have a class at 8 starting next week. You don’t want us visiting you there because of tardiness, right?]
“Mom, it’s only Saturday. And yes, I won’t be late. I have more than enough alarms here already.” You stopped talking and walk towards your door and slowly open to let the noise of a busy hallway reach the other line. Then you pressed your phone again to your ear.
[Alright, I am convinced now. Have you met your roommate yet?”]
You answered a ‘yes, she is nice.’
but a short flashback played on your head.
It was your first day in the busy streets of the city, your parents rented a van for the convenience and ‘safety’ of your trip. You were wowed by the beautiful infrastructures that greeted your eyes, different establishments that are close to each other. After a couple of hours, you finally reached the dorm that you’ll be staying at.
You’ve settled already but your roommate was nowhere to be seen. You occupied the left side of the room because there’s a police tape fencing the right side with a note that says:
MINE. DON’T TOUCH ANYTHING. I WILL KNOW IF YOU DO. – xZx
Your parents left and it’s already dark so you decided to sleep early.
Several hours to your slumber, you heard someone’s in your room. You panicked.
You tried to slowly open your eyes trying to adjust in the light source that you only have which is the lamp post from afar. Then you heard somebody curse. You immediately open your bedside lamp and you saw a someone’s back, wearing all black which made you scream. The ‘entity’ walked towards you and flicked your forehead which made you realize that it’s not a ghost. But a breathing human being.
“Nice to meet you too. I’m Z.” She extended her hand and you looked at it like it was some kind of alien limb. She sighed and took the initiative to get your hand and slightly shake it. She returned to her side of the room and you decided to sleep, leaving your lamp turned on.
When you wake up, your roommate was not there and haven’t returned yet since then.
You returned form that flashback when your mother suggested that you try to make friends as early as possible so you can enjoy school more. You’re about to sigh when you heard your dad’s voice on the background, you smiled.
[Honey, how are you?]
“Dad! I’m fine. How’s the store?”
“The store’s fine dear. Don’t worry. Have you adjusted? Did you explore the area already?” he asked continiously asked.
You answered each question properly and you told him that you plan on exploring the vicinity of the school so you’ll know the whereabouts of different places. When you told him that, your mom suddenly spoke, giving you reminders like turning off the lights when not being used, unplugging your phone’s charger, making sure that the tap’s not leaking when you close it, and such. Your father on the background added locking all windows and doors everytime.
You just said your “yes” to all of those reminders.
[Honey, we called just to check okay? I hope you have fun there.] your mother said. You heard your father shouted, [NO BOYS Y/N!]
You let a soft chuckle.”Tell Potchi I miss him.”
[Will do love.] your mom responded.
After the exchange of ‘i love yous’, the other line was disconnected. You stood up, stretched and decided to get ready for your ‘exploration’. You made sure that every reminder of your parents was followed. You checked everything before leaving. When everything’s okay, you head out.
You left your small, cozy hometown with a dream of becoming a (your dream profession). Your parents disagreed at first but of course, they knew better. So they’re doing doing their best to pay for your expenses now that you’re in the city. You’ve been here for two weeks and since Its the last weekend before the start of the school year, you wanted to familiarize yourself on your new home for the next couple of years.
It takes 10 minutes of walking from the dorm to the school. You now calculate the time it’ll took for you from your first class from your dorm. After an hour, you have familiarized yourself with the campus buildings, what classes and what room will you enter, you figured out that your first class, which in the farthest building from your dorm will take another 15 minutes.. You typed notes in your phone so when the time comes, you can get back to it later.
You decided to check the nearby establishments to check where you can eat, or hang out. You passed a chicken restaurant, several fast foods, then you found a cozy looking coffee shop. As you open the door, a bell chimes and automatically, a greeting came your way.
A handsome barista whos holding a cloth and a cup looks at you with a smile.
You can’t help but to be a little embarassed but you managed to respond.
“Hi.” You decided to sit down on one of the stools near him. You looked at the interiors of the cafe’. A mixture of metal and wood. Blacks, browns, whites and occasional pink things. Pink is not really your color but it somewhat compliment the place. Your concentration was taken away when the barista spoke.
“What can I get you?” he asked your way. But the benefit of the doubt in your system is present so you assumed that he’s not talking to you. You looked around until you realized that it was you he was talking to.
“Uh, a large iced mocha, please.”
“Coming right up.” He said. As he create your order, he started talking to you.
“You’re new.” He said simply, with a small smile on his lips, he glanced at you.
Your surprised reaction was a giveaway, so he responded again.
“I know my customers. The regulars and the new ones.” He said. “…Freshman maybe?” he continued while blending your coffee.
He just smiled at your response.
Several minutes has passed, your order’s now complete, he placed your order in front of you but with a little extra. You noticed that he added a small plate of marshmallows. You looked at his direction with a confused look. He’s now cleaning the blender and other utensils he used to make your coffee.
“Excuse me… I didn’t order this?” you called his attention politely.
He smiled again, he replied “It’s on the house. Consider that as a welcome gift.”
“Thanks.” You started enjoying your food.
When you’re finished you stood up and went to the counter which is a few steps away from your seat.
“How’s the coffee and mallows?” as he presses buttons on the cash register.
“Delicious.” You smiled.
He smiled back. He handed you your change and you smiled at him and said
“Uh, thank you for the mallows again..” you looked at his nameplate which reads Jin “..”Jin.”
“See you soon. I hope you’ll be one of the familar faces this year.”
Then you left. You added that coffee shop to your ‘must visit regularly’ place in your head.
A couple of hours passed, it was already 2 in the afternoon and you felt your feet getting tired. You’ve managed to ride a bus from the nearest shopping district without getting lost and you mentally tapped your shoulder for that. Now you’re riding a bus to your dorm.
When you reached your dorm, you greeted it with an “I’m home”, you held your heart due to shock when someone responded.
She flicked your forehead again making you realize that it was your roommate. She guided you to the small living room for you to sit down, giving you a chocolate drink. She plopped down on the single seater couch, lazily turning towards you.
“When will be the time that you won’t either scream or almost die because I tried greeting you?” she asked flatly.
You felt embarassed so you looked down muttering a ‘sorry’ and it actually sounded like a squeak.
“I’m kidding. So yeah, let’s formalize this thing. Hello. My name is Z, it’s my third year in this school, a major in childhood education and minor in psychology.”
You looked at her, quite impressed in her chosen field
“Oh, i’m Y/N I’m a freshman taking up (your course/ dream course). You shook hands. You looked at her, she’s pretty. she’s wearing a black tank top with a band’s logo and an acid washed shorts.
“Ooh. Good choice. So, I assume you’re trying to familiarize yourself with the school and other places right? Okay. Let me give you my own discovered shortcuts and shit. Oh before that wait. Lemme order take-out. Don’t worry, it’s on me. Whaddya wanna eat?” she asks casually.
When you didn’t respond immediately, she stepped outside and ordered.
While waiting for food, she told you her ‘rules’ regarding the use of stuffs around the room. She was the one who basically brought almost every utensil in the kitchen and she bought stuff for the bathroom. She assured you that whatever’s on your side of the room will be kept untouched until you have permission to do so, same as hers. Right after your agreement, there’s a knock on the door and it’s food.
While eating as to what you consider early dinner, she let you see her handmade map of the university area. She let you sign first an ‘agreement’ that you will not tell anybody these secret shortcuts or it won’t be convenient anymore. And you agreed.
You’ve learned a lot in the hours spent with Z, and you actually think that she’s really nice. You’re both watching Iron Man movie when her phone buzzed. She immediately ran towards your shared bedroom and when she returned, she brought with her her guitar case, a duffel bag and zoomed towards the door. She locked it behind not looking back as if you didn’t exist. You just let an ‘oh well’ in your head, trying to focus your attention back to the movie.
You accidentally dozed off, when you checked the time, it’s already 10 in the evening and your roommate Z, hasn’t returned yet. You felt a pang of hunger so you decided to go to the convenience store since it’s the nearest establishment from the dorm.
You bought one of those tasty looking packed food that’s microwaveable and of course, your favorite ‘convenience store’ hot dog on a bun that you can only taste every once a month (or maybe two) because the nearest convenience store from home is about 30 minutes away. By bus.
You left the convenience store while eating a strawberry flavored yougurt ice cream.
You returned home but still no sign of Z.
You just watched TV again, now animated movie ‘Up’ is on. After the movie, you returned to your room and noticed that Z left something on your desk.
A note that contains her phone number and several chocolate bars.
You smiled and kept the note, you’ll save that tomorrow.
Your entire Sunday was spent in preparing your things, planning what will you wear for tomorrow, packing stuff in your backpack. Checking and repeating such for about a hundred times just to ‘make sure’ that everything is okay and you only have to wait for Monday itself.
You paused and let yourself relax. You don’t need to make this a big deal. It’s just first day of school.
So you exhaled slowly.
You remembered Z’s note so you quickly got the note and dialling the number. The first few tries were directing you to voicemail so you decided to check on her through text.
You wasted your last day of vacation in watching random anime and movies. Night came and a call from your parents made you smile and face palm at the same time. It’s actually a video call and it’s your dad.
“Hi, hi.” You greeted him.
He asked you again basic things and you tried to be as normal as possible, avoiding eye rolling and sighs.
Your dad says goodnight and passed it on to your mom. You shared what you did yesterday morning with an exception with the encounter of a handsome barista. Then your mother finally said that she misses you a lot. You returned her worries by assuring her that you’ll take care of yourself and will be in touch often. You ended the call and continued watching some more. You tried waiting for Z until 10PM but she didn’t showed up so you called it a night and sleep.
You woke up annoyed because the sunlight is in your face. Then you suddenly sat and checked the time.
“SHIT!” you literally screamed and rush towards the bathroom for a reaaallly quick shower. You managed to do that in just 5 minutes. You ditched your ‘planned outfit’ and wore jeans, shirt, and sneakers, grabbing your backpack along the way. You took your time in locking the door but rushed towards the elevators for the first time because you are running late.
You checked your watch for every second spent in the elevator, counting down how many more minutes you have left before making a negative impression not just to your classmates but with your professor as well.
You now jog towards the university when you saw a hughe number of students same as you, entering the school premises. But almost all of the students you see are just chill. While you’re panicking. Now running towards the building of your first class when you saw a flash of red approaching you.
A speeding car was in front of you. Fear took over your senses.
Suddenly somebody grabbed you from behind, making you fall on your butt. The speeding car blared it’s horn and sped up. You looked around, nobody seems to be paying attention to you or the incident. You then realized that whoever did that saved your life. You remembered that you’re running late so you ran again, forgetting the shock that you have.
You’ve reached your classroom, a few minutes earlier than you expected. You’re actually late. But as you peeked, several students were inside the room already but still no teacher. You entered the room. you chose to sit in the left side, choosing to be in what you think the ‘middle’ part of the rows. Not in the front, not at the back.
You let out a sigh, trying to calm your nerves after that cardio and ‘almost accident’.
You were distracted by a fit of high noted giggles and the room was suddenly filled by a strong scent of sweet – smelling perfume. They were seated at the back, two rows from you to be specific. one seat apart from each other. You find this weird. They were spritzing a bottle of that perfume everywhere. Then you overheard them talking.
“I can’t wait to see where would Jimin sit.”
“Like he’s gonna choose you.” The other one said.
“Yeah yeah whatever.” She replied.
As the minute passed, the vacant seats in front are now occupied. Even at the back.
Then someone entered, you assumed that this is your professor. A few minutes into the introductions, she was called so another round for chitchat.
You noticed that nobody was seated beside you on both sides. Not that you mind but it kinda felt lonely. You observed the people in front of you starting making friends.
Again, you were distracted by one of the girls at the back.
“He’s here, he’s coming.” One on the farthest left said.
“Girls, behave normal okay?” one holding the perfume earlier said.
You faced front, still no sign of your professor so you started pulling out your phone. You texted Z in the hopes that she’ll reply and that she’s okay. You sent a short message to both of your parents, completely oblivious of what’s happening around you. You heard murmurs and such then you saw someone opening the door in the front, earning gasps and squeals at the back. Someone entered your classroom, he’s wearing a gray hoodie sweatshirt. You don’t actually see his face. He went infront, looking for a seat. You don’t really mind so you continued typing your message to your father when you realized someone sat beside you. When the message was sent, you shoved your phone in your bag.
You slowly looked to your right, nobody’s there.
You looked in front, still no teacher, and that’s the time you looked at the person to your left.
His hoodie covering most of his head, for a second you’re suspecting he’s bald. But what surprised you was that he’s already looking at you, with a smirk on his lips.
So you just looked in front.
You saw his smile grew wider through your peripheral vision.
Your teacher returned and started collecting your class cards again.
In the middle of the discussion, he tried passing notes to you.
You declined because you’re serious about what your professor is saying but he keeps on doing it until you accept that piece of paper.
You unfold it and read:
I think you owe me something.
You were surprised but you fight the urge of responding until the professor ended the discussion. As the other students leave the room you returned the piece of paper into him.
“I don’t understand, what are you talking about?” you questioned him.
He stood up, and smiled at you. In a swift motion, his lips were on your ear. And wisphered: Walk inside the pavement. Be careful. Then he ruffled your hair and left.
You stood there in shock because of so many things that happened in that short span of time.
You slowly made your way to your next class not knowing that there are several envious pairs of eyes staring at you, witnessing what happened between you and that boy.
First of all, thank you for reading.
It took me tons amount of courage to post this. I am new to this but sooo many writers inspired me to write, and several people convincied me to push (post/publish) this. This is my
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