i go to school every day with a hope that he will be there as well. jungkook and i share only one class, but you know what? 45 minutes per day is enough for me.
i don't talk to him, because i don't want to be weird. i don't stare at him either, because i don't want to be rude.
i steal glances when he looks down, that's enough for me.
when i see the light in his eyes, i feel so warm inside. and when the corner of his lips lift up at a question he knows the answer to, i feel so lucky as if i own the entire world.
lucky for what? i don't know. maybe for having the chance to be in the same room with something so beautiful. for being able to capture the image of an angel just by stealing a tiny glance from a few rows back.
i feel very lucky to have someone to love, regardless if i get it back or not.
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my light || jikook ✔
Romancethere, in a beam of bright light, i saw jungkook holding out his hand to take me. he was smiling. i followed without hesitation. see? i told you he was an angel. . . sad ending lowercase intended
