A friend will not advise anything bad

3.

Walking up to Park, Jeon grinned, looking at the girl from head to toe. It's too stupid of her to try to attract the attention of Jimin when he rudely rejected you recently. Jeon immediately realized this when Choi's teacher asked him to help the girl. What is it? Jeongguk is sure that Jimin himself immediately guessed this.

"Well, well," the dark-haired man said maliciously, looking at the face of the excited Pak. - Do you want to learn how to play basketball?  He asked sarcastically, twisting one of his eyebrows. Nodding slowly, Cheyeon looked at his face, trying to make her look more confident, but unfortunately, she had to think about it when he began to approach her.

From one look at Park, it is clear that she is worried, and even how.

Barely restraining himself from laughing, Chon continued:

"Okay, then I'll wait for you after school," he said cheerfully, turning around to go to the guys who were cheerfully looking at Jeon and Park.

When Jeon left the girl and left, Park was able to breathe deeply, because the guy's company was too stressful. Right now she was worried that he wouldn't guess.

Only Cheyeon doesn't realize that he guessed it right away. It was necessary to come up with another way.

Then why didn't he refuse, like Park himself?

Maybe because he was having fun?

***

Cheyeon nervously bit her nails, looking at the wall clock in the office. In a few minutes, the last lesson will end, and she will have to go to training with Chon, although she could safely go home and drink hot tea and eat chocolate that her mother made yesterday. But apparently it was less necessary to listen to the advice of a friend who is sitting next to her and flipping through something on her phone.

A few minutes later, the long-awaited call rang, which the girl had been waiting for so much. While the teacher was dictating homework, the girl sighed heavily, picking up her backpack and putting her accessories there.

Picking up her phone, Park took a picture of her homework from the blackboard and picking up her backpack, the girl trudged to the exit, but before that she threw a short "Bye" to taika.

Lazily shuffling her steps, the blonde walked towards the gym. Pulling the door open, she went into the hall, where Chon himself was already there, but not alone. There were also guys from the basketball team with him. Apparently they were still training for the upcoming game, which will take place the other day.

Grinning, Park turned to leave unnoticed, as someone called her, which caused her to stop and not reach the door handle. It was Jeongguk.

"Oh, no," the blonde whispered softly, turning in the direction of Chon, and pulling a smile on her face. "Hi," she began hesitantly. "I thought you'd be busy practicing for the game," she continued, trying not to look him in the eye.

- We're already finishing in ten minutes, you can sit on the bench for now, - Chon pointed to the small benches with his gaze so that the girl moved in their direction. Nodding, Park moved towards one of the benches and sat down on it.

Taking her briefcase off her shoulders, the blonde put it on her lap, and then began to look at the guys who are playing. They were laughing merrily, and joking about something else, it was clear that they get along well with each other. Sighing wearily, the girl turned her head to the left side, which is why she immediately regretted it, because Jimin was looking in her direction, and a cheerful smile was playing on his face.

The girl had a lump in her throat, either from excitement or from fear. Cheen tends to both options.

Quickly turning away, the blonde tried to look in the direction of the other guys, but no matter how hard she tried, she still felt Jimin's gaze on her. Trying not to think about it, the girl picked up her phone, starting to scroll through the YouTube feed there.

Two or three minutes later, Teacher Choi's whistle sounded. The girl raised her head and looked in the direction of Chon, who approached one of the guys and patted him on the shoulder, and then headed towards the bench where his sports bag was lying there. Taking out the water from there, the guy took a few big sips. Lifting the bottle over his head, he poured some of the water on his head. Having stopped pouring water from the bottle on his sweaty head, the guy ran his hands through his hair, already wet from the water. For a few minutes, Cheen even stuck to the guy.

As soon as the guy looked in the direction of the girl, the blonde immediately lowered her gaze to the phone, blushing a little. Park began to punish herself for her stupidity.

"What a fool," the blonde hissed softly, touching her right cheek with her hand. - Fool, fool.

While Park was angry at herself for her stupidity, Chong himself almost came up to her and looked at her carefully from above, watching her whisper something to herself and touch her cheek.

"Really, are you crazy? " - flashed through the guy's head. He even found it funny to watch Pak, and he would have continued, but he has to work in a cafe in an hour. We need to quickly practice a little basketball with the girl and get out of here home, and then to their family cafe. After all, it's Jungkook's turn to work there today, the older brother has already done his own work.

- Will you suffer for a long time with nonsense? - he asked languidly, breathing a little heavily because of the recent game with the guys. Hearing the guy's voice, the girl raised her head, abruptly getting up from the bench. Because of what the guy was too fast, Cheyeon collided with his forehead. - Which one?  The dark-haired man hissed softly, holding his forehead.

- I'm sorry, honestly, - the girl immediately apologized, moving away from the guy two or three steps to the left. - I honestly didn't want to. I didn't even notice how it happened," the virgin excitedly said, still not omitting the place of the injury.

With an irritated click, the guy lowered his hand down.

- Okay, that was, that was, - he said more gently, raising his gaze to the girl. - We will train for a maximum of half an hour today, because I have to go to work.

"Yes, yes, of course," Park answered quickly, putting her backpack on the bench. - Will I take the ball then? - the blonde asked, to which the guy slowly nodded his head.

Well, I'll have to learn how to play basketball now.

It is less necessary to listen to the advice of a friend, because they will not lead to good.