Why Are You Everywhere? | Yoonmin FF

Jimin and Taehyung finally found their classroom after getting lost in the hallways twice, entering the wrong room once, and almost joining a law lecture by accident. By the time they sat down, Jimin was already questioning his entire existence.

He looked around at the neatly arranged desks, the gigantic whiteboard covered in what looked like hieroglyphics (or maybe it was just math), and the students who all seemed way too serious for his liking.

Jimin leaned toward Taehyung and whispered, "This....feels illegal."

Taehyung, who was still busy unpacking his things (a notebook, a pen, and a pack of gummy bears), blinked. "What?"

Jimin exhaled sharply, gripping the desk like he was holding onto the last shred of his dignity. "Us. Being here. In this prestigious university. Legally." He placed a dramatic hand over his heart. "I feel like at any second, someone’s gonna come running in, screaming ‘IMPOSTERS!’ and throw us out."

Taehyung stopped mid-chew. "Holy crap." His eyes widened. "You’re right."

They both turned to look at the other students.

The girl sitting two seats away was already taking notes...even though class hadn’t even started.

Another guy was typing furiously on his laptop, his screen filled with what looked like code.

Some dude in glasses was reading a 400-page textbook like it was light entertainment.

Jimin and Taehyung gulped.

Taehyung grabbed Jimin’s sleeve. "We’re just-pass students, bro. Our grades were barely holding on for dear life. What if...." He swallowed. "What if someone checks our records?"

Jimin gasped. "What if they realize we don’t belong here?"

Panic set in. They both turned toward the door like they were already planning an escape route.

Suddenly, the professor walked in.

Jimin’s breath hitched. "OH GOD, IT’S HAPPENING."

"He KNOWS." Taehyung clutched his notebook like a shield. "This is it. We’re done. He’s gonna-"

The professor simply placed his books on the table and started setting up the projector, completely ignoring them.

Jimin and Taehyung slowly looked at each other.

"Oh." Jimin exhaled. "False alarm."

Taehyung wiped an imaginary bead of sweat from his forehead. "Yeah. We’re safe. For now."

They sat back, trying to blend in and act natural. Then the professor turned around and said, "Good morning class, my name is Kim Yejoon. I'm a math's professor for your class." He smiled "Alright, let’s start with a quick introductory test. Nothing big, just a simple 20-mark quiz."

Jimin and Taehyung stopped breathing.

"WE’RE SCREWED," Jimin whisper-yelled.

"IMPOSTERS EXPOSED," Taehyung groaned, already faceplanting onto his desk.

The professor's voice cut through the panic in the room like a knife. "Alright, let me start the quiz."

Jimin and Taehyung froze. Time seemed to slow as the words hung in the air, heavy with impending doom.

Taehyung slowly turned to Jimin, his face pale. "A quiz. On the first day. Of the first class. I swear, if this is some kind of initiation test...."

Jimin was already glancing around, trying to gauge the severity of the situation. "Bro, we’re gonna fail before we even start."