stay by my side | min yoongi

special chapter; min jiyun

♪ playlist ♪
heartbeat - suran
my boo - usher, alicia keys
never knew i needed - cassandra steen, ne-yo
lucky - jason mraz, colbie caillat

jiyun pov

"get off!"

i yell at my best friend, jay, as he squishes me in my seat.

"never!" he says while laughing.

you might be wondering what is happening. let me tell you what happened before this.

*10 minutes ago*

"good morning!" someone says coming up behind me.

"morning jake" i say to him as i turn to face him.

"where's heeseung? isn't he always with you?" he teases. i roll my eyes.

"haha very funny" i say and push him a little.

how does he know i have a crush on heeseung? is that even what he implied?

"boo!" someone tries to scare me as i enter my classroom.

"you know i don't get scared anymore, also i think jake is looking for you" i tell heeseung as i walk to my seat, not even looking at him.

"he is?" he asks me as he plays with the back of my chair once i'm sat in it.

i turn my head.

"he asked for you when i saw him outside" i tell him as i turn back around and scoot my chair in so he could stop playing with it.

he stopped, but then i felt something on top of my head. i look up and realized heeseung laid his head on top of mine.

what the heck... he's never done this before.

i felt myself blushing and wished i could stop. i just let heeseung be so i don't embarrass myself.

"what is going on here?" someone asks beside us. and yet, heeseung does not move an inch.

"jay!" i yell out once i notice that it's him.

i give him a face that says 'help me please.' he understood and dragged heeseung by his ear.

"ow! ow! ow!" heeseung yells out in pain trying to hold his ear.

"get off my sister, you creep!" jay tells him off and pushes him outside the classroom.

"she's not even your real sister!" heeseung exclaims as he gets thrown out.

i took one last glance at heeseung and see him pouting but he leaves quietly. jay then approaches me.

"what's up?" he says as he sits down beside me and ruffles my hair.

i grunt and fix my hair.

"nothing, your friends are very bothersome" i complain to him.

"i thought you liked them?"

"l-like? what do you mean by that?" i ask a little flustered.

does he know too?

"yes, like. as in they're good people, what did you think i was asking?" he squints his eyes at me trying to figure me out.

"and why are you blushing?" he questions me.

dang it.

"u-uh" i stammer.

"you like one of them!?" he shouts.

other students in the classroom start looking at us weirdly.

"shh!" i cover his mouth.

"tell me the truth" he says in a low tone.