My Girlfriend is the Cutest

Chapter 29 Part 1

After Sunday, the whole school seemed to be in a feverish rush.

Taehyung's wish to sit in on the French class couldn't be achieved.

He and Jungkook were swamped with the orientation party matters. Although they had finished practicing their own programs last week, the music club had many programs and more equipment requirements than other clubs, so many things had to be confirmed over and over again.

They couldn't even count how many meetings had been held, and as President and Vice President, they also had to advise the members' performances.

He was exhausted.

So, at the time where Jungkook should have left the dormitory on Friday morning, although he was awake and remembered that he wanted to go to class, his body did not allow him to get out of bed.

He thought, "It's just French anyway. It's also not going to run away, and I'm only going to be a little behind". And went back to sleep with that mindset.

By the time the afternoon came, he was busy again.

It was already the day before the party started, and all the programs were rehearsed in the music classroom in advance for one final run-through.

Jungkook sat in the club room, next to an incessantly yawning Taehyung. With the program in front of him, he began to listen to the last program, an acapella between two girls.

It was an English song, a quiet and peaceful tune. Their sound was also good, one with a voice toward the hoarse side, one leaning toward sweet. Coming together, it had a distinctive sound.

Jungkook was hanging his head all throughout, fingers unconsciously tapping to the music.

He was quite satisfied. The whole song was very pleasing to listen to; he couldn't pick out any faults.

Near the end of the song, he raised his eyes to look at the two, nodded his head, and was ready to put away the program on the table and leave-

When the girl on the left suddenly went off-key.

Not even mentioning how she didn't reach the last high note, her voice also cracked a little.

Jungkook's hands immediately paused and he frowned.

He did not interrupt them, sitting still, continuing to listen as the girl on the right gave a perfect ending.

Jungkook looked at the program.

"An Yu-jin." He read aloud then looked up and asked, "Who's this?"

The girl on the right raised her hand.

Then it was the other one.

"Jang Won-young." He looked at the girl on the left, "You stay for a while. An Yu-jin can go if she wants."

An Yu-jin whispered something to Jang Won-young, pushed open the door, and left.

As soon as the door closed, Jungkook had not yet spoken while Won-young took two steps forward.

At first glance, you could tell the girl put thought into her appearance. In a white skirt that just hit thigh length, the back of her long hair curled, the color very light brown. Her makeup was done delicately, not missing earrings and a necklace.

Seeing the white skirt, Jungkook suddenly thought of Lisa.

She also has a lot of white skirts.

Different kinds of white; beige, pure white, everything.

But she'd never worn one so short. Her dresses were basically knee length, revealing only just her calves each time, white and thin.

Tsk.

That length was good looking.

Thinking so in his heart, without any change or fluctuation on his face, he looked at the girl standing still, "Come closer."

She seemed to freeze for a moment before slowly making her way in front of him.

"Near the ending just now, there was a bit of a mistake." He looked up, his eyes fixed on the girl's somewhat flushed face, "I don't think you ever made that slip when I was listening two days ago."

"... sorry," The girl's face became more red. Not meeting his eyes, her fingers had been fiddling with her skirt, "I... I won't do that on stage. President, don't worry."

Jungkook knew their skill level. Although he didn't know the reason for the mistake, he believed in the strength of these people who were selected to go onstage.

He lightly responded, "Well, no need to be nervous when the time comes. You can go now."

After saying that, he got up and took the materials on the table to leave, but when he looked up, he found Won-young still standing in front of the table without moving.

He raised his eyebrows, a little surprised: "Are you staying behind to rehearse? I'll leave the key-"

"No, no!" She was still blushing, not daring to look him in the eye, "President, I would like to ask... I saw that during the previous years' orientation party, the president will arrange for club members to go up after the performance to present flowers and what not."

"..."

Her voice faded: "Um, can Yujin and I do that?"

Before he could say anything.

Taehyung who'd been off to the side seemed to have woken up, flying up from his seat to cut in: "Hey! I also remember that Senior Wang had arranged something like this at that time, mainly to highlight the importance of the presidents, shining a light on us."

Jungkook wanted to say that he didn't want this light given to him, but before he could speak, Taehyung already said to the girl: "Then it'll be you two. The flowers can be bought with public funds. Remember to talk to the financial department, alright."

"Okay!" The girl looked very happy: "Thank you, President, Vice President."

"Remember to buy good-looking flowers," Taehyung was still instructing: "Our president is so handsome; the flowers must also match!"

Jungkook: "..."

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(Author (s) - Cherry Wine/车厘酒)