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“I can’t believe it’s only been two days since she joined, and she’s already all over him.” Namjoon scoffed at the nauseating sight of clingy Hana practically glued to Jungkook while he casually pulled books out of his locker.
“Despo bitch alert,” a deep voice cut through, making both me and Namjoon jump.
“Hey, lil meow meow,” I greeted the grinch. He just nodded, clearly unimpressed.
“I don’t like that girl. Hoes are common, but she gives me… negative vibes. And for the 6846th time, I AIN’T A CAT!” Yoongi snapped, clearly annoyed.
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Damn. I don’t even want to sit with Hana anymore.
For the past two days, all Hana’s energy seemed to be focused on one thing: how fast she could wrap Jungkook around her finger. And honestly, it was aggravating.
The weird part? Jungkook didn’t even glance her way.
Not once.
Hana was definitely gorgeous, leaning forward in her chair and flipping her hair like she owned the room, yet the “bad boy” didn’t seem to care in the slightest.
Not my cup of tea, anyway.
“Bye, guys. See you at lunch.” I waved at Yoongi and Namjoon, slinging my bag over my shoulder.
“Ara?” A very familiar voice pulled me out of my scribbling competition with Jimin.
I hummed in reply, tilting my head to look up at a nervous Jungkook. His shoulders were slightly hunched, and he fiddled with the edges of his notebook as if it might bite him.
“What?” I asked, leaning back casually in my chair, crossing one leg over the other.
“Uh… do you have Mr. Jung’s notes? I really need them.” He asked, almost pouting, eyes darting to the floor and back to mine.
