The Cost of Perfection | Rosé x Reader

Chapter 16: Much like the weather

A/N: Well hello there...long time no see. Be warned the angst is still not gone. But I will with all my might try to bring back some fluff. But after such an insanely long break here you go! 

Despite what the day was suppose to bring, there was an unusual gloominess hanging around the town today. A cluster of darkened gray clouds hovering high up in the sky. Paired together with a chilling wind. It made the world outside look bleak. To anyone else it just meant that it was another day closer to winter. But to some the weather was a mirror showcasing the bottled up emotions buried deep down inside. Something that looked like it felt.

Jennie wasn't aware that she had spent the last half hour gazing out the window. Spacing out. Her eyes focused on the hazy look taking over outside. Subconsciously wishing for the bright and sunny days of summer to come back. Her head lightly perched on her hands as she leaned slightly forward on her elbows. It was almost serene, had it not been for the obnoxious ringing of the last bell that decided to blare its ugly sound out at that moment.

The noise finally reaching her ears, causing her to flinch and her hand to shoot over her heart. Eyes clenched shut. It would've been embarrassing if she weren't seated in the far back corner of the classroom, out of everyone else's view. Lucky for her.

After calming her heart and coming back to her senses, she stuffed the papers scattered on her desk into her bag and headed straight for the door. Ignoring everyone in her path. Exiting her last class seemingly drained of all her energy.

She hasn't been in the mood for much of anything lately. Especially after failing the quiz she had earlier in the day. Which unfortunately set tone for everything else to follow. Obviously, she wouldn't know her actual grade until sometime next week, but she could already feel the failure deep down inside. She knew there was absolutely no way she was getting anything above an F. Of course it's not her fault, knowing the history of some war that happened hundreds of years ago just didn't seem like it deserved space in her beautiful brain. And at this point she was honestly just glad that she even remembered to put her name on the paper. Or so she hoped. That was probably the least she could have done. Giving it a second thought though, maybe it would've been better for her if she chose to leave her name off. Maybe then she'd have an excuse to use later to retake the quiz or something. But that thought didn't linger much longer in her head as she approached her locker. Her bag beginning to slip off her left shoulder as she came to a stop.

After what seemed like a never ending day, she was ready to be anywhere else but here.

Taking the cold metal lock into her hand; she lazily spun the dial to the right, then to the left, and then to right again. Sliding the dial around all three numbers that would unlock the giant metal cage in front of her.

"Look I understand you might be having a hard time but you can't expect to pass by choosing when you want to come to class. It doesn't work that way. I might have excused it, if this were the first time, but you've been consistently skipping all year..." Hearing the abrupt banter, Jennie's attention instantly gravitated to the room just across the hall from her. The one belonging to Mr. Tuan, her least favorite teacher.

Now Mr. Tuan wasn't the strictest teacher at the school, no that title belonged to Mrs. Jung, but he could be very disciplinary. Especially if you weren't one of his over achieving star studded students. Which wasn't the case for Jennie, hence the reason why he was her least favorite teacher. Having had her fair share of run in's with him before, she eagerly awaited to see who he was yelling at this time. Curiosity getting the best of her.

And as if right on cue, Jisoo came trudging out of the classroom with Mr. Tuan trailing after her with his arms crossed and a scowl between his brows. "Kim Jisoo this conversation is not over..."