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You were trying not to get involved with the transfer boy. However, you weren’t that lucky. You were famous for your grades. You were smart and second after a class president. In the end, you ended up meeting with him and showing him around. You tried to act cheerfully and get over it as quickly as possible. In the evening, you had dinner with your parents, took a shower and did your homework for the next day. Finally, you could rest peacefully.
~IN YOUR DREAM~
I met with the group. I remember the name BTS. Their leader Namjoon. I know who the youngest is. I didn’t expect to end up in high school in my dreams. I had had enough of my own. The group was there—all of them. I walked past them and tried to get into the classroom. When I entered it, suddenly some music started to play.
“I want to be your oppa
I’m so hungry for your love
I want to be your oppa
I’ll have you, just watch”
I sneered. You can try, I thought.
“Why are you shaking up my heart?” one of them approached me with this cringe-worthy sentence. I sighed.
“Try harder if you want to appeal to me,” I retorted.
I saw one of them on the phone during the break with his dad. I had to smirk. I overheard the conversation a little.
“Dad just how exactly
Did dad ask mom out?
Should I write you a letter?
What is this? I become like dust in front of you,” he almost cried while asking for advice from his dad.
I must admit the youngest was adorable with his attempt to get me.
“You make me so angry and mad for no reason
I’m serious but you make me into a loser
who picks fights with you
Why do I care so much about you?
You’re making a big boy act like a little kid
But I’ll turn things around
From just knowing each other
to becoming lovers,” Namjoon started to make a move on me first.
I was surprised by the shirt he was wearing. It said, “Hate me now”. So he was talking about a love-hate relationship just now? I thought.
“If it’s with you,
I think I can go to a good college
ABCDEFGH Hakuna Matata
Your profile picture is the same
but why do I keep checking it?
But don’t misunderstand,
I’m not an easy guy,” a sunshine rapper appeared before me when I was about to turn the corner.
Hakuna Matata. No worries for the rest of the day. Really? It was starting to be annoying. I felt attacked by them. But the biggest surprise had to come yet.
“I’m getting nervous, I’m getting nervous
Who are you?
Are you that great?
Why do you keep teasing me?
Just stop now, hold up, hold up,” they sang all around you.
The song continued.
“Hold me tight before I kiss you
Before my heart lets you go
Say what you want
Say what you want
What is it that you really want?”
I looked around myself. I was surprised by the kissing part.
“Why are you shaking up my heart?” the boy with a boxy smile came to me.
“A bad bad girl on the outside,
an even more bad bad girl on the side
If you lose a guy like me,
you’ll regret it
You checked my text message
but you’re not pressing send
The “1″ disappears, making me so anxious
Maybe I’ll buy a GPS navigation
(Quickly quickly quickly) I keep trying
to appeal to you (trying trying trying)
Genuine feelings? (I got em) Endurance? (I got em)
The only thing I don’t have
is your beauty beauty beauty,” the sassy rapper found me during the next break.
I was also dragged by the oldest, who came out of the locker to the empty classroom where I received the rose from him. Suddenly the transfer student appeared in front of me.
“How should I change
for you? (hold up)
Playing mind games? Two-timing?
I don’t know how to do that
But if you’re ever sick,
don’t call 911 but call me
Tell me to cry, I’ll cry, tell me to smile,
I’ll smile, tell me to roll around, I’ll roll around,” he sang with the group.
I couldn’t believe my eyes. I didn’t imagine seeing them standing around me. They sang to me while I was holding onto the rose.
“I want to be your oppa
Why don’t you know my heart for you?
Even if you ignore me
Even if you act cold, I can’t push you out of my mind
I want to be your oppa
I will be your man, just watch
So that my heart can touch yours
I will run to you right now.”
They wanted to choose me as one of them, but I couldn’t; it was only a dream. And like that, I went to deeper sleep.
~END OF DREAM~
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