Duality | JTK (DISCONTINUED)

two

T A E H Y U N G

"Do you know who the teacher is?"

"I heard they were two."

I pulled my curious ear away from the whispers and glanced at the line of people ahead of me.

Fuck, they were a lot.

"Hey, bangs!" Someone whispered from behind me.

I turned my head around, "Me?"

She was a young-looking girl, 20 years maximum, with long jet black hair until her waist and round big eyes.

"Yeah, you seem like you don't remember me," She fiddled with her crop top's hem, "I didn't expect you to be here. Not in line, I mean."

I rubbed my neck, squeezing my memory to remember the girl in front of me-nothing came out.

"I'm sorry but can you tell me how exactly do we know each other?" I narrowed my eyes.

"Oh, I'm Yuna," She smiled, "You came to our house with-"

"Yuna!"

She widened her eyes, looking behind me at the source of the voice that just called her name.

"Can I hide behind your body? You're huge." She stood in front of me, crouching down a little to hide completely.

"Who are you hiding from?" I looked ahead again, seeing the hazed figure of a guy, his blond locks the only thing vivid.

"My brother," She whispered, "Well, brothers."

"Why?"

"I'm not supposed to be here, but I want to." She looked up at me again, eyes wavering behind me nervously.

"You sure did a shitty way of hiding it if they knew you were here this early," I chuckled, "We didn't even start classes."

"They were going to know one way or another." She sighed, cracking her knuckles.

"What are you going to do now?" I slipped my hands in the pockets of my sweats.

"Nothing," Yuna shrugged, "They could go fuck each other for all I care. I want to get into this class-and I always get what I want."

"I don't care if I don't remember how...but I'm not complaining we know each other." I fisted her hand, proud she was doing what she wanted to do regardless of opposing forces, aka her brothers.

"You seem like you know the teachers. Do you?" I asked.

Her expressions fell, yellow flushing over her once rosy cheeks. She was about to say something before she was interrupted.

"Kim Taehyung?"

I turned around to my name, realizing we've been moving forward until I was at the head of the line.

"Yes." I nodded at the familiar face in front of me.

"We both go to JU," Jin nodded, "You're in my Sociology class."

"Jin, right?" I nodded.

"Yeah, I work here-Oh, hey there little rascal." Jin looked at Yuna.

It seemed like she knew everyone.

"Don't keep the gentleman waiting, Jin Hyung." She pushed me forward.

"She's the only young person who actually respects me, you know?" Jin laughed dryly, flipping the pen between two fingers smoothly.

"Anyway, keep walking forward," He pointed at the hallway to his right, "then take the second left. You'll find a door-that's your class."

"Thanks, Jin." I nodded, writing down what he just said in my brain.

"Good luck!" Yuna cheered as I walked away.

She was a sweet girl.

Thankfully, I didn't have any complications with reaching the class, finding the door after a minute or so.

"Hello?" I knocked on the slightly open door.

"Come in." A voice said lazily.

I opened the door, searching for the person.

Holy fuck.

"You." I stared at him.

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