One-Way Ticket | Jeon Jungkook

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Hello lovely readers<3

Just so you know, I probably won't be updating until two weeks from now. Exams are killing me currently, but thankfully my graduation is just around the corner so yay!

The ping pong ball bounced against the red side of my bat and went flying across the net to where Marine skillfully returned it with vigor.
She was scarily good at this game, but she was thankfully also scarily good at teaching me how to play. I could almost keep up with her and Young-Soo now. And well, talking about Young-Soo,
"Listen Y/n, I told Young-Soo how I felt and look at us now. It's not that hard. Just go ask him out." Marina grunted as she sent a particularly hard hit to the ball. I swiftly moved my right hand out to catch it and send it back. I'm not going to lie; the thought was kind of growing on me. Asking Dae-Hyun out didn't seem so terrible anymore, maybe it would put some sort of... something into action. I was growing tired, tired of Jungkook never letting me closer, never letting me cross that line. And if that was what he wanted, then maybe it was time to move on.
I hadn't seen him for weeks, November would begin to thin out soon enough. He had been so busy with filming, preparing for award shows and photoshoots, that he had been entirely absent. In that hole, new thoughts had grown. I was in no way over him, I wanted nothing more than him. But it was also taking a toll on me. What could go wrong in having a bit of fun with Dae-Hyun then?

"And how exactly do you 'just ask someone out'?" I asked as we continued playing. Before Marina had the chance to answer, I continued. "Besides, there was clearly a mutual feeling between you and Young-Soo. We are not even sure if Dae-Hyun and I have that,"
Marina scrunched her nose at my words. "God, you are so tiring to listen to. Don't you think I see how he looks at you, like he wants to devour you." The ball flew beside me as I froze at her words. "Ew, please never say that again." I said and shuddered. "You know what, I'll ask him. Just as long as you promise you won't ever say that again."
Now it was Marina's time to stop. She tilted her head. "Wait really? Well, that was easy. I'll just say that every time I want you to do something from now on."
I glared at her and set the ball into motion again. "Haha, very funny."

"Y/n," she said sincerely and batted the lashes that sat on her round eyes. "If you don't give me the answers to the homework, I'll let Dae-Hyun devour you." I stared at her in disappointment for a good solid minute, before I picked up my backpack. "Yup, that's it. I am out of here. Last straw Marina, last straw." I called over my shoulder as I skipped out into the hallway. I smiled at the sound of her laughter booming from the room, while walking towards the class that I funnily enough, shared with Dae-Hyun.

I could see the double doors to the room in the distance, over the abundance of students coming in from everywhere. I picked up my pace, knowing that the clock was ticking when someone yet again bumped into me from behind. Their shoulder clashing with mine, just like they did last time. In the exact same manner. I bumped forward, in the middle of the hallway, and stared incredulously and I a moment of shock at the person before me. This time I was not going to let her, and her perfect curls slip away so easily. I opened my mouth to call after her, but she beat me to it. She turned around, still walking and hissed with a disgusted look on her face, her eyes scanning me up and down, judgingly. "Watch where you're going fatass." And disappeared into the double doors. What had just happened? I was left there staring at empty air. People all around me had stopped momentarily to look, I felt like I was on display, the transfer from the west. Their prying eyes taking in my shocked condition. Some people mumbled to each other before they carried on. I began walking in a daze, eyes locked with the floor, head hanging low.

Then I bumped into someone again. I looked up to see Dae-Hyun, he stared down at me with furrowed brows. Probably noticing the frown on my mouth.
"Y/n? What's wrong? What happened?" He asked and gently placed his hands on my shoulders, guiding me towards the door. I shook my head and put on a weak smile, ignoring the feelings that were circling around in there. I wasn't ready for this again. Partly the reason why I left for Korea, was to leave behind people like Harper. But I guess horrible people was a universal thing.
I didn't want to believe it, so I pushed it away. It didn't seem so real this way, if I didn't acknowledge it, it wasn't real. Just like I did with so many other things.