PASTEL PINK || J.JK ✔

15| Lipbalm

End of Jungkook's POV

. . .

I cannot believe this, it's something totally wrong, but my mind is unable to see the truth clearly. I don't know what was happening in there, but maybe it'd better if i never know.

"Hey, write it down quickly before he erases it all." Lewis whispers, dragging me out my thoughts filled with questions and confusing scenes. I grab my pencil, but look over at the blackboard, trying to decipher the meaning behind this note of lecture.

I haven't paid attention to anything, not even his lectures, so i guess I'll have to record this class the way i tried once before, when his voice acted like a soothing medication for me.

I look at mister jeon, and seeing him fully focused on the laptop screen relieves me, so i look around to keep an eye out for these nosy students, i take out my phone from the pocket of my pinafore, and i turn on the video recorder, placing this under my desk.

"Have you all finished?" His loud voice almost scares the hell out of me, and i turn my gaze at him, but see through with pain and anguish inside my chest.

I force myself to look away as soon as his orbs move at me, I'm acting weird and maybe too crazily, but i don't care at all, my heart feels like drowning after whatever i saw, heard at the staff room for the teachers. It's probably my fault, he was never mine in the first place, we had nothing but a strict and a reputable relationship.

"Alright," our history teacher licks his lips and gets up from his seat, offering all of his students an excellent observation with his sharp eyes, in a fast pace. "Let's go to the next paragraph."

He puts his hand into his pockets, the other one picking up the textbook. I slide my book to myself, and open it to the exact page we're going to do, hating to be here, but i have no choice, or maybe i do, but I'm just staying here because lewis is with me.

"Can you pass me the e-" I curse internally at myself for making this big mistake where i wrote the wrong date, so i try to borrow an eraser from this boy sitting close to me.

But someone interrupts me, "can you please read this for me, miss misaki?" I turn to the front, but my eyes glare unintentionally at this man, mister jeon, who's my teacher, and which i have to face even if i do not wish to. I sigh, but grab my book, and stand up to do what he said.

I take a deep breath, and read what i am supposed to.

. . .

I make it fast, not wasting a single second before the students all leave, and i have to be alone with the man i don't want to see. "I'm g-" I cut this one's words, pulling on his arm to make him stop before he leaves me in ly misery, "stay right here. I'm not telling twice." He frowns, "but i wanna pee."

He comes closer to whisper, but i don't listen to him. I focus on packing my bag, and collecting the books i need for the next class. "If you want to see me well and good, you stay with me all the time, alright?"

Lewis frowns, lousing around while playing with the straps of his bag, but he pays heed to me, "you're a bad kid. Stop with the emotional blackmail."

Not able to help it, i glance up, mister jeon is still focused in his book right now, so this is easy for me to go and escape as soon as possible, i hurry to gather my pencils and eraser and i shift to leave, wait, something is missing.