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∆ Chapter 2 ∆ : Recognizing It's Not Love

Taehyung's Pov

As Jimin and I entered the school, it seemed like all eyes were on us. The girls wore grins on their faces, and some even pointed fingers in our direction.

I didn't find it fluttering; instead, it made me quite uncomfortable. So, I walked with my head hung low, trying to avoid the attention. In contrast, Jimin, the boy beside me, appeared delighted by all the attention.

Upon reaching our new classroom, I was surprised to find that everyone inside was staring at us as if we had taken something precious from them.

The teacher signaled for us to come forward and introduced us, asking for our self-introductions. Taking a deep breath, I decided to hold my head high and said,

"Hi, I'm Kim Taehyung, from Busan High School. I hope we can get along well, and please take care of me in the future,"

I introduced myself confidently, trying to hide my amusement as the students enthusiastically responded with,

"Yes, we will!"

Suppressing a laugh, I watched Jimin give one of his trademark, charismatic smiles before he spoke.
"I'm Jimin from Busan. Let's be friends, shall we?"

The students erupted in cheers, clearly charmed by his presence.

We settled into the last available bench as the class continued.

After the class ended, a crowd of my new classmates gathered around us, nearly blocking the walking space.

They introduced themselves, and we engaged in a lively conversation for a while.

Just as a distant voice reached our ears, everyone swiftly returned to their seats, leading me to believe it was a teacher.

However, my attention was quickly drawn to the entrance as a trio of girls entered the room. The girl in the middle, with her light brown hair and tall stature, seemed to be the center of attention.

She confidently introduced herself, "Hi, I'm Valeena, the principal's daughter."

Jimin waved at her and replied,
"Oh, hi! So, you're Valeena? My father mentioned you."

Jimin's father, being a wealthy businessman, had connections with various people, including the principal of this school and members of the management committee.

Thanks to their influence, both Jimin and I were able to transfer to Seoul Arts High School. Despite coming from a middle-class family, my good grades had earned me a place in this prestigious institution.

Valeena's gaze shifted towards me, and she remarked,
"Oh, he's your friend?"

Jimin was quick to correct her, stating proudly, "No, he's my best friend!"

Her eyes scanned me from head to toe, and she extended her hand for a handshake, which I reciprocated.

With another class approaching, she gave us one last glance and giggled, suggesting,

"Let's meet up during recess."

We agreed to her prposal, looking forward to the upcoming rendezvous.

Y/N Pov

"Wow, new students? Boys? Time to get yourself a boyfriend, huh?" I teased.

Jennie halted in her tracks, and I understood exactly what she was referring to - Kevin. She had a strong dislike for him, and I was well aware of it. Our friend Jisoo, who was in a different section, shared the same sentiment.

Jennie sighed and continued,

"Y/N, don't be someone's plaything. What happened the day before yesterday was pathetic."

Flashback

Jennie and I went to Jisoo's class to meet her, where we found Jungkook. Jungkook was known for his pragmatism; he was one of the smartest and most popular guys in the school, with good looks to boot. He consistently ranked at the top in assessments.

Girls, including seniors, often pursued him, but he paid little attention to such matters, focusing solely on his academic career. He only interacted with a select few girls, which included Jennie, Jisoo, and a few others, mainly because we had known each other for a long time.

The four of us were engaged in casual conversation when suddenly Jungkook appeared and handed me a stack of books, instructing me to return them to another class. I protested, exclaiming,

"Kook, it's too heavy... Are you kidding me?" as I struggled to maintain my balance.

They continued to tease me, and as the books started to tumble one by one, Jungkook eventually stepped in to help. His large, smooth hands brushed against mine as we both smiled at each other.

Just then, I heard someone yell, "Kim Y/N, quit your nonsense.

Come here, or you'll regret it!"

"