Sunshine

Chapter Twenty-Five

I blink slowly as I stared at Hyeji, her words echoing in my brain.
You like Taehyung.
You like Taehyung.

Now.. do I? Don't get me wrong, but.. these constant feelings I have around him- they're not feelings a normal person would have for their best friend, especially a male. These feelings are peculiar.. and even if I had figured it out, Hyeji doesn't need to know shit.
   "What the fuck are you talking about?" I narrow my eyes, my deep glare set on her.

   "I know you like him, Jimin." She leans against the doors, folding her arms across her chest, "I can see it in the way you look at him- and obviously! Obviously the way you protect him from me- well, DRAGGING him." She spits out, my brain shattering.

Was it obvious?

    "You're out of your mind. I keep him away from you because you're a hypocrite and a complete who-.." I was cut off by her sudden laugh.
   "So what? It'll always be me over you, he loves me more. Way more." She coos to me, and I could've swore I felt steam come out of my nose, I keep silent, glaring to her in distaste.

      "What's wrong, bull?" She pouts, her bottom lip quivering before she laughed- skipping off to sprint after Taehyung's direction, calling his name. The tips of my fingers rub at my temples, sighing in relief now that she was gone- I've never had the habit of biting my nails, but I've developed one now, chewing on a nail as I pondered to myself-

Now if I did have feelings for Taehyung...

     He would definitely choose Hyeji, but what do I care? It's the guy's girlfriend, for fuck's sake, this relationship was already deep- I had no business to barge in unexpectedly and ask Taehyung out on the spot.

..What the hell am I thinking?
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Last period. Three more seconds..

Two.

One.

     The students stampede out the classroom, the teacher shouting out all assignments that were to be due- meanwhile I take my sweet time to pack up, bowing to the teacher, a small shine catching my eye. Taehyung's bracelets that shone to me, he was waiting for me. Now, logic hit me in the fucking face. What if Hyeji spreads a rumor? A rumor that I'm a homosexual, a rumor of my "feelings" for Taehyung, or even a—
    "Jiminie!" Tae yells from outside the classroom doors, and I'm brought back to reality, rushing out the door. I glance to the administrator that was supposed to keep me separated from Taehyung.

     "Will we hang today?" Taehyung grins, holding my chin with his index finger and thumb, and I nearly gulp- my face beating up while my stubborn hands try to push him away.
    "Oh—! Um, do you have like- maybe a bit of won on you..?" I blink quickly, and he chuckles- letting go of my face to check his wallet.

    "Yeah! Two-hundred.. thirty-thousand." Taehyung mumbled.
     "Oh my.." I widen my eyes, "Can I just have... forty-five thousand...? I'll seriously pay you back."

     "I know you will~ but you don't have to." Taehyung slips the requested won to me and I bow to him, shyly shuffling to the administrator.
     "You don't think... the missing dance decorations you've always wanted are still in stock..?" I hand him the won, gulping down a hard ball of anxiety.

     The administrator widens his eyes to the paper I held, in a flash, he leaves with the won and I glance to Taehyung.
     "We have to be quick... Jihyun will be here- god knows whe—!!" I was quickly yanked away before I could finish my sentence.
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