5. Fine dust

                                    

                                          
I told him his idea was crazy. Yeah it's cute and memorable but I can't finish writing a song and I can't go up on stage infront of the whole school either...
                          
But tucked up in my bed, I start thinking. Yoongi was the greatest thing that happened to me. He was my saviour, my confidant, my partner in crime. 
This is the least I can do to jog his memory and save me the embarrassment of rejection.
                          
I shouldn't be so distant from him. No matter how much he's changed. He turned my dark days into spring days and I need to do the same for him now. I need to melt his cold exterior to see him smile again. 
                          
To do that... I need to let him know who I am in a subtle way- and Jins right. The best way to do that is to enter the competition.
                          
The next day, I head into school determined. Before my first lesson starts, I rush to the sign up sheet pinned to a notice board and write my name down.
                          
"Oh hey." Someone says from behind me. I turn around to see Taehyung grinning.
"So you're going to participate too." He smiles, lifting his hand up for a high five.
                          
With a small giggle I high five him and nod.
"Let's just say inspiration struck." 
                          
The two of us start walking down the corridor, and I become increasingly uncomfortable with all the looks we're getting. I guess he's really popular.
                          
"Swing by the music room at lunch today." He says as I near my classroom. I nod and wave goodbye before walking in and seeing Namjoon.
                          
"Hey Y/N!" He beams. I cheerfully return the greeting and sit beside him. 
                          
Just as I start unpacking my bag, Sunhee storms into the classroom with her gang of friends and stops right in front of me.
                          
"You know what Y/N, you're such a try hard. Hanging out with literally six boys?? Pathetic." Sunhee laughs.
"I just saw you parading around with Taehyung too! You are not the main character of some fan-fiction you think you are!"
                          
"Sunhee, that's none of your business. Sit down and stop harassing her." Namjoon says with a dark expression. 
He looks like he's trying to contain his anger... I've never seen him like that.
                          
"No way. She needs to learn her place." Sunhee snickers and steps aside. One of her friends move forwards to throw open a packet of something. 
Moments later, a flurry of fine white dust hurdle towards me.
Like drowning in an avalanche, I'm covered in flour.
                          
Shocked, I get up, screeching my chair against the floor harshly in the process. I'm paralysed for a moment, confused and angry. Why? What did I do that was so wrong?
The entire class starts laughing and their voices blend together. I feel namjoon trying to pat the flour off and asking me if I'm alright but I barely hear him. 
With stinging eyes, I run out of the classroom and down the corridor.
                          
Every person I pass, stop to stare at me. They gasp, they gossip, they laugh. Why are people so cruel?
I quickly run into the first set of toilets I see.
                          
With blurry eyes, I hastily turn the tap on then pluck out some tissue from a stall and start wiping my blazer. 
I catch sight of myself in the mirror and I pause for a moment. I'm a mess.
                          
Defeated, I drop the tissue and grip the side of the sink with both hands, staring into the mirror.
"Pathetic." I whisper to myself. 
I'm pathetic. A walking hazard.
The tears in my eyes drop down the side of my cheeks and mixes with the pool of water in the sink below.
                          
In the middle of crying, I hear flushing. 
Suprised, I turn around to see a toilet stall open... 
and Min Yoongi steps out. 
Why is he everywhere?!
                          
He looks at me like he's seen a ghost.
                          
"Y-Y/N? This is the boys toilets..." he tells me and I widen my eyes. I didn't even look at the sign when I rushed in here.
                          
With cheeks heating up, I turn to run to the door but Yoongi grabs my arm.
"You're going to go out there looking like that?" He asks.
                          
I shake my hand out of his grip and he sighs. 
"Clean up first." He mumbles, staring at me for a moment longer. He sighs and disappears info a toilet stall. A few seconds later, he walks out with a stack of tissues. 
                          
He wets them slightly with some tap water and hands it to me. 
Hesitantly, I take them and start wiping down my clothes.
                          
"How did you... end up like this?" He asks.
                          
"Your fiancé." I scoff.
                          
"What? Why?"
                          
I turn to look at him, straight in the eyes.
"Why do you care?" 
                          
He quickly looks away.
"I don't." 
                          
I watch him leave the toilets without looking back. 
Once he's gone I let out a shaky sigh. 
It's so awkward. Why does it have to be like this. 
                          
A few minutes later, someone rushes in. 
"Y/N!" Namjoon exclaims. "Yoongi told me you're in here- this is the boys toilets you know?!"
                          
I roll my eyes as I dab at my hair.
"I know I know. I was in a rush and I didn't look at the sign." I sigh.
                          
"Here, let me help you." Namjoon pouts, taking the tissues off me to rub the flour away from the back of my blazer.
"Don't worry about Sunhee. She's now on clean up duty for lunch and after school for the next two months." Namjoon smirks.
                          
"She's just so..." 
                          
"The worst kind of person. I know." Namjoon sighs, wiping the flour off my shoulders.
                          
"Your hair is soaking wet, did you dunk your head into a pool of water or something?" Namjoon shakes his head.
                          
Looking down at the sink full of water I nod.
"Well yeah..."
                          
"You're going to catch a cold. Dry your hair under the hand dryers." 
                          
With his help, you manage to get rid of most of the flour from your hair and clothes, it's barely noticeable now. 
                          
I wanted to yell and torment Sunhee but I decide to be the bigger person and get through the day peacefully. 
At lunch however... I just couldn't eat with the guys again. I can't face Yoongi after being in my most vulnerable state.
I'd only gain more hate from people if I do, so I ate alone in the toilets...something I promised my younger self I wouldn't do...


                          
"You should've ate with us. Screw what people think." Namjoon sighs when our class ends.
                          
I pack up things in my bag and get up.
"I just needed to be alone today..."
                          
Namjoon walks with me as I leave the room.
"Well tomorrow, you're eating with us again. The guys missed you." 
                          
"I doubt Yoongi missed my presence." 
                          
Namjoon opens his mouth to say something when all of a sudden, Jimin appears out of nowhere.
                          
"Have you heard?!" He exclaims with an excited look on his face.
                          
Namjoon and I furrow our eyebrows at him.
                          
"Heard what?" I ask but Jimin clutches his knees and pants.
                          
"Give me a sec... I ran... all the way.... here." Jimin says in between breaths.
                          
"Hurry up." Joon groans.
                          
"Okay okay." Jimin says, straightening up with a smirk on his face. "So at the end of lunch I heard..."
                          
"Heard what? Stop leaving us in suspense." Namjoon rolls his eyes.
                          
"Yoongi announced in the hallway that his engagement with Sunhee was arranged! He actually made it public."
                          
"What?!" Namjoon and I squawk in unison.
                          
"You heard right! But that's not all..." Jimin takes a deep breath before grinning widely. 
"Yoongi broke off the engagement!"
                          
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