It was two months. Two bloody, sweaty, teary months before your midterms. Your teachers have been testing you non stop with mocks, random quizzing and the usual screeching question on the top of their lungs to soaking with sweat teenagers during gym. In Joondong High School, every student wanted or even needed to go to SNU and the meagre two months was to living nightmare for those who cared. Y/n dreamed of going to SNU and be a doctor not because of pushy Asian parents like the rest but because both her mother and father died due to terminal illneses. To even get her desired education Y/n had millions of part time jobs, strenuous study sessions and sacrificed most of her childhood.
Y/n pov
Hurricanes of words and numbers one again usurped my mind, whilst my palms and fingers crabbed on to the filmsy pen. "5 more minutes!" Mr Park sceeched into our ears,"5 more minutes!" If this wasn't so serious, I'd imagine Jimin or rather the Joker to throw a paper airplanes in Mr Park's fake wig but the gravity of Universities and education threatened even the most vulgar of students numb. 'Finish your last sentence than check bitch for any mistakes quick' you chastised yourself. Tick tock. Tick tock. Boomed the classroom clock. It was as if the whole world depended on this not even real exam. Drops of perspiration trickled down from your forehead and to your paper like rain water in the Amazon. Overall Shakespeare... No scratch that. To conclude with the famous Elizabethan write...
"Miss Jang, may I have your paper please," Even with Mr Park's shadow looming, I ignored him and finished the essay -to teach society the real message of human lives, that one should live and love than fight and hate.
He tugs the paper from your grasp, while you sigh in frustration. Damnit, you didn't even get to check your essay. Instead of Jimin's usual playful smirk, you witness a sign of reasoning and empathy as you two lock eyes with each other but it doesn't matter you tell yourself. As soon as his girlfriend (Seok-jin) looks in your direction he morfs into the Joker again sticking his tongue at you and blowing a kiss to his beloved. Vomiting at all the cringe, you scream at the universe for this hell whole of a day. Luckily, the stern Mr Park exclaims, "Remember we are still in exam conditions so whoever even makes eye contact with another student will have their results terminated due to cheating!" That successfully silences Jimin to stare down into his seat.
After all the papers have been collected, the glorious bell rings, and all students rushed out of the classroom. Whilst I make my way into the hallway, my feet suddenly trip as a devilish grin plasters onto Seok-jin's face. That bitch! When tumbling into the ground , my tight leggings ripper, exposing my black laced lingereir underneath. Due to exam stress, I wanted to wear something comfy, and all my other underwear were just too tight and uncomfortable; after all it was my sweet sweet mother who wanted a son in law as soon as possible who brought my clothes. Jimin was behind me trying his best to shield his eyes away from my butt. Again I cursed at the universe under my breath, put my hand behind the rip and ran towards the girls bathroom as fast as Naruto could eat ramen.
"Fuck you Jimin.
Fuck you Seok-jin
Fuck you exam
Fuck you universe!"
I screamed at the top of my lungs. Luckily their was no one in the bathroom as everyone was either studying in the Library or stuffing their mouths with food to relieve stress. The toilet tissue was rough against my skin as swiped I tears away. Although I knew crying wouldn't solve my problems, my tears were still stubborn and slide down your checks, whopping for mad joy. "Aish stop it Y/n your stronger than that, come one you can do it!" I spoke out loud trying to calm down yourself.
"Yeah Y/n with a brain like that of course you can do it," a familiar voice outside the bathroom door hollered. Opening the door, Park Jimin popped in as quick as possible so no one witnesses his pervertous crime (for a male going into the girls bathroom). Fortunately for me, I was cooped up in a clean cubicles and could wait there for hours for him to leave. Unfortunately, though, both I and he knew how stubborn we both were and that none were willing to miss the very famous and grade changing maths lesson by your truly Mrs Park (Mr Park the English teacher's wife). "Now quit moaning and wear this," Jimin mocked while graciously throwing some spare pants over the cubicle door. 'But wait is he being serious' I thought. Jimin was- wait still is- that stupid tramp who messed with me and who let his girlfriend walk over me without a single breath but "well done babe". 'It doesn't matter at least this problem would be solved,' I reassured myself , 'and if that jerk even tried anything I knew all of my mother's slipper hacks'.
Fitting into Jimin's baggy jeans, I quickly checked myself in my phone's camera, dabbed any tears from my face and reapplied my lip gloss. Then, like a ninja I attempted to slip away from Jimin and run out of the bathroom and into the library. With all my failed embarrassments in gym class, it was no wonder that as I tried to barge past him, the ace sportsman (Jimin) managed to grab onto my arm and stopped me right there.
"Damn." I mumbled under my breath not really sure why I said that. Was it because I was shocked that Jimin obviously stopped me or was it because as I stared into his deep brown eyes, he kinda looks ho-. 'Stop right their Y/n Jang you are not going to think anymore.'
" Is their something wrong with my eyes?" Jimin asks self consciously, "I left my contacts on my desk when I was studying last night and know my eyes look weak right." Did the highschool Joker actually have feelings that weren't all full of ego?! To be honest this side of Jimin was adorable and literally warmed up my heart when I couldn't help but to blush. The words "Don't worry you look beautiful" rolled off my tongue like instinct. Time froze for a moment, allowing me to examine Jimin's face without puking at his big ego. He had lavish eye lashes that fluttered with each blink like butterfly wings and wholesome kissable lips with a pink hue. Kinda of envious of his perfect skin and face, I looked up at his head to see a perfect artwork of black hair that I knew my fingers would've loved to run through. Feeling Jimin's lingering stare, I meekly gaze down only to find his hand cupping my chin and beckoning me too look into his eyes. Eyes are the window to one's soul, Mr Park would say, so looking into Jimin's soul I discovered sadness, tears, trauma and bittersweet happiness. Noticing the little space between us, Jimin's ears and my cheeks turned crimson. 'I need to hide my face or he'll see my like this' I told myself so I burried my face into his chest giving Jimin a suprise hug.
Jimin's pov
"Of course I look beautiful, I'm Jimin, duh!' I laughed to end the sheer awkwardness. Y/n looked up in disbelief, letting go of her embrace and turning towards the door.' No not yet . I need her. I- I think I love her. ' a thousand thoughts swarm my head whilst emotions sting pain and realization into my heart. I love y/n I truly do. When Y/n was only a few centimetres away from the door, "Wait!" escaped out of my lungs filling the whole room. For once Y/n actually waited, looking up to see which side was she going to be tortured with. More words like "Sorry" also weasled out of my lungs and surprising
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Suddenly, Y/n came back embracing her arms around me. I hugged her back and pecked her forehead, causing both of us to go tomato red once again. She gave me this hungry, waiting look; so I satisfied her urge by thrusting my lips onto hers. Apparently, this was not her desire, as a shocked moan escaped from her throat allowing entrance for me toungue. Her mouth felt warm and welcoming so I wanted to see how far she would go. Unbuttoning her t-shirt, I clutched onto one of her breasts making her groan even louder. Not so innocently, Y/n unbuckled my trousers making my dick go hard with the touch of her palms. Breaking away from the kiss, her mouth tasted my dick, her butt bobbing up and down as she did so. Hungrily, I snatched her pants off, smacking her ass. This caused her to moan and simultaneous bite my dick. Oh my friggin god did that feel great. Quickly, she turned thrusting her ass onto my dick, whilst I clenched onto both breasts to play with her up and down on my dick. That drop dead gorgeous look of hers motivated me to push harder, making y/n fall onto the floor and groan loudly in delight. Her titties were a hot pink and her pussy was so wet that I could barely taste it all as my tongue wanted more and more of that X flavour. "Haha," cried Y/n with a sexy grin, "Your tickling me if you lick there." That only caused me to suck her vagina harder until both my dick and tongue were so wet that I was about to have an errecation. I wanted to keep it into her vagina but the wet semon flooded out, even reaching her face. To that Y/n laughed and cuddled with my dick, panting restlessly. We were a mess but we both loved it and soon everything was cleaned up and we showered in the girls gym that was next door to the girls bathroom. This side of Y/n was exquisite and rare for me but this only made me want her more.
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