: ̗̀⊶➛ Where Jungkook saved Taehyung from
the greatest fall in his life but couldn't save
himself from falling as well.
Or where Jungkook came back to his
hometown to finish high school but...
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There were no words that could describe Jungkook's mood. He was disappointed, tired, and angry; all at the same time. He was one silly comment away from exploding and harming everyone around him. Actually, he was sure that even the smallest touch or brush on his arm would make him go nuts.
All because of his favorite mathematician and his weird way of being. The man just told him off in front of the whole class, saying how much he sucked at math and underlined that he in fact was the worst student he had ever had. It was the weirdest five minutes of JK's life: he had to listen to somebody talking shit about him without being able to talk back. Well, he had many nasty comebacks prepared but in the end, he didn't dare to use them. He didn't want to get himself in more trouble than he already had.
He could feel Yoongi tensing up in his seat beside him and JK was more than sure, he'd be the first one to react and try to defend his honor. He didn't exactly needed it at that moment so he just discreetly nudged him on the arm, so he wouldn't do anything stupid—as if that could stop Yoongi from doing whatever he wanted. Surprisingly, this time it worked, and the boy just glared at the teacher grunting each time the man said something controversial.
The aftermath of this shitshow was the man ordering Jungkook to attend some extracurricular classes to make up for what he was missing. JK had absolutely no time for such things which directly collided with his basketball training, nor he was eager to look at the man more than it was necessary. Well, lately he didn't have time for anything really and he didn't care about his grades now either. He had much more important things on his mind.
JK at least hoped that he would not be alone in this hell. Yoongi never paid attention during math classes; he also didn't bother to bring textbooks, only sometimes he wrote something down on a few spare sheets of paper. Jungkook was more than sure the boy's grades were similarly bad, however, as it turned out, he passed all the exams. And with some decent scores as well.
Jungkook had no idea how did it happen but it only meant he was truly left alone in this fight with the crazy mathematician. That's why he threw his math textbook into the back of his locker with a loud thud. Just as if the damage done to the book could also harm the man. As if the book was his voodoo doll. Sometimes JK wished it was that simple. Then he would surely burn all the pages of that shitty textbook one by one.
A moment later he heard someone quietly leaning on the wall right behind his locker. Knowing that no one at school was brave enough to approach Jungkook in such a furious state, there could be no mistake about their identity.
"Jimin-ssi, I'm not in the mood for a talk right now," he hissed but in a friendly manner.
He expected to hear a silent apology or even a sassier response. But when there were none of the witty-one-of-a-kind comebacks, JK growled in irritation—it only meant Jimin got offended by his remark. That was the worst-case scenario because he clearly wasn't in the mood for mindless arguments. And having Jimin grumpy for the rest of the day wasn't appealing either.
