" ma gift is safe , ra8 ? " his words were suspicious in that different dialect and he was a mystery , a whole mystery for me but he was not jungkook , right ? or he is .
" wh~w~what gift ? " my words were shattering under his gaze , he is not him...
My school days was tough . everyone around me always stayed silent . My friends also refuse to be friends with me and the only excuse they had was my belly . Yes , I was pregnant and continue my school , at that time jungkook was still in prison and everyone was scared because they knew the child in my belly is his but I was tough and completed my school with my collage year because in the end of the day , I have to feed my child not them so who cares .
My mind drown back to reality when my phone started buzzing , I looked at my mom who was in kitchen making dinner and jungu ,still not home . He is in his extra class . Such a good boy I have here .
I quickly picked up my phone and pressed it against my right ear .
" hello , Miss y/n I'm jungu's homerun teacher "
" yes , Mr. Choi "
" Actually, jungu caught on fight with other classmates and we stopped them . Can you please come so that we can discuss about this . "
My heartbeat , oh my god . Didn't giving any answer or informing my mom I grab my coat and rushed out . I heard my mom screaming my name but I have to go this is not a good time to explain. Within ten minutes I arrived and went to staff room . The moment I entered inside the room I saw jungu full in brushes and half of his shirt torn off . My gaze fall to the other side of the room where some of jungu's classmates were . What on hell they were fighting about ?
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