Stay l Taekook

-02-

A month had gone by, the number of a interactions between me and Jungkook were kept to a minimum but he would often throw me against lockers and stuff like that when I wasn't paying attention. If Jungkook used his strength to annoy me, I used my wit. Over the last month I had already played a number of pranks on him.

The bell had just rung. It was the end of the school day but today the music club was meeting and I decided to stick around. I paid for a coke bottle and grabbed an extra one I hid in my backpack. When I opened the doors to the club, I saw Doyoung, Yuqi, Sunoo, Winter, Jimin, Hoseok and Jungkook were already here.

I go sit down in a corner of the room, still holding my coke. From the corner of my eye, I see Jungkook walking over to where I was and I gently start to shake the bottle in my hand.

"You almost make me sad, you know"

"Did you hear about my background, is that it?" I ask.

"No, do you have a bad history?" I see him furrow his eyebrow, almost worried and can't help but laugh.

"Nope, like Jennie Kim said, they say life's a bitch but mine's a movie. I ain't complaining" I see his lips twitch.

"Fucking idiot" He grabs my coke bottle and kicks me in the shin before turning around. 

I wince at the sudden pain but I couldn't stop myself from giggling. I watched him leave and go sit down next to his friends, his fingers wrap around the cap and twist it at the same time as an insane amount of foam comes splurging out of the bottle.

"Damn it!" Jungkook yells. I watch him get up and look straight into my direction. I take out my second coke bottle and smile.

"Cheers, Jungkook" I take a few sips as he angrily storms out of the room. I guessed he'd gone to the washroom since his shirt got soaked during the accident.

We all had the same uniform here at school, black pants, white shirt, white hoodie and blue blazer. Most of us used it all together but some used only the hoodie or the blazer. I used both and Jungkook only wore the hoodie.

I spent the rest of the club talking with different members and helping them out with lyrics or composition. I wasn't very skilled but I did like to think I had a pretty good vision and taste in music. The club ended at six thirty and everyone started packing. I grabbed my backpack and threw it on my shoulder. Jungkook had spent the entire club with Jimin and Hoseok without bothering me once after what happened.

I entered the parking lot and walked over to my car. As I took out my keys, someone pushed me against it before turning me around.

"You think you can mess with me in front of everyone, student?"

"I just did"

"Shut it!" One of Jungkook's hands was wrapped around my wrist and his other arm was pressing against my body horizontally. "Just shut up!"

"Jungkook, stop. Are you alright?" When I heard him yell, he didn't seem bothered only by what happened. He seemed so angry, it didn't make sense.

"Just leave me the fuck alone" I felt him grab my shirt before throwing me to the ground. My body hit the pavement so hard I couldn't move at first. I watched him walk away and winced. I sat up and closed my eyes as I grabbed my shoulder in pain.

"Fucking weirdo" I groan as I try to get up. I get in my car and finally make it back home after a rather painfully and intricate ride home.

Once I was home, I told my parents I had fallen to explain my bruised shoulder and went straight to my room. What happened in the parking lot played in my head over and over. I still couldn't understand what had prompted Jungkook to behave so aggressively.

I ended up calling Namjoon to tell him about it. Unfortunately, he didn't have a lot of insight on the entire situation. Eventually, I hung up and spent the rest of my night watching videos on YouTube until I went to bed.