You froze when your teacher instructed you to sit next to him. However, you followed his order and began to walk towards the boy, observing the faces of the students around you. Many girls looked at you with disgust and envy, others didn't care and the boys.... Meh. Some smiled and the rest looked at your body more than your face...
When you reached the end of the class, you exchanged glances with who would be your classmate. Jeon... Jungkook? That name rang a bell inside your head, you knew it from somewhere... However, you decided to ignore that thought and continue in the real world.
Still determined, you couldn't help but glance at your partner. He didn't deign to look at you for the whole hour, so you took advantage of it. You already knew this subject, you had worked on it last year so there was no need to listen. First you directed your deep brown eyes to his skin. It was pale and perfect, you felt like if you touched it you would freeze. If you didn't know he was a person, you'd probably take it for granted that his skin was made of marble.
Attracted by his skin you went down to his arms, uncovered because he was wearing short sleeves. The left one was free with nothing staining his skin, but the other one... the other one was full of tattoos. From the hand to the end of the arm. Full of little details that made an extremely beautiful outfit... and sexy. As adorable as you thought the little purple heart or the crown he wore on his finger the rest of his arm made it irresistible. With so many drawings, so many meanings, so many marks.... That tattooed arm gave him a unique, characteristic, beautiful and bad boy touch. Very bad.
That tattooed arm made you want to reach out and touch it, to run your fingers delicately across the ink. You felt your cheeks blushing, so you decided to look away.
Delicately, trying not to be too obvious, you moved your eyes to his face. This one had very masculine and marked features and then he had his grayish-gray colored eyes. They reminded you of the color of the sky on a stormy day, but at the same time they caused a strange sensation which sent shivers throughout your body. It was as if those eyes had magical sparks in them.
So that you wouldn't gawk, you decided to continue the path of your gaze to his nose.
He had a long, beautiful nose. It didn't look real, just like his mouth. Jungkook had full, pinkish lips. Everything about them tempted you to want to caress them, and even to desire and imagine them against yours. The boy's teeth looked like white pearls on his mouth, all shiny and clean. You thought you saw his fangs a bit odd, as if they were too long.
"Y/n? Y/nnnn?! Because it's your first day, huh! Please, focus on the class. I guess you've already taken this, but don't worry, tomorrow we'll start with something new!" Your teacher surprised you by calling your attention, what a scare! You decided not to look at that Jungkook guy again, let's see if you can focus!
After advanced literature you attended two more classes, in all of which you had to go through the same embarrassing process of introducing yourself. Many people approached you, but your mind was on that Jeon. He didn't even deign to greet you! In biology class you had to sit next to a girl. What was her name? Isla... Lise...? YES! LISA! She was nice to you the whole time, but you didn't like something. You ignored that thought and left the classroom, ready to eat what you brought.
Days went by and you started to get used to it. You still didn't talk to Jeon, but from time to time you couldn't help but stare at him. You found a lot of people that wanted to be friends with you but your lonely heart wasn't having it.
You weren't expecting anyone at lunch so you headed to the backyard of the school. You overheard someone say that that place was off the beaten path, perfect for you! When you reached the place you didn't notice the presence of another creature, it was peaceful.
You placed your sarong on the ground, right in the little corner hidden from anyone's view. You thought about how happy you were to be there, alone, with the refreshing breeze coming from the woods. You could feel the sun splashing all over your body, you felt at home.
You felt hungry so you decided to take out your lunch, a small sandwich you had made yourself. You were in your own world, eating and enjoying your life for a long time now.
You were so deep in your head that you didn't notice when you heard someone open the back door. It wasn't until you first heard a voice. A cool but sensual voice, it sounded like honey in your ears. It had a tone that leaned towards low, but it didn't bother you when you listened.
You didn't dare to see who it was or to whom it was speaking, at that moment you could only think that you would go to the end of the world for that voice. Looking up at the sky, a faint smile of curiosity became visible on your face. What if you looked, very very fast, at the owner of that voice?
So you stood up, ready to put a face to that voice. You were so excited that you didn't realize the second voice who he was speaking to. You didn't see his face, but you heard how that honeyed voice spat something in a questioning tone, and a voice, very familiar and longed for by you answered him.
WHAT? H-how is that possible? You fell backwards from the shock, still unable to believe that this voice belonged to him.
"How can it be...? It's you-". When the most important word of the moment was about to come out of your mouth, everything went black, while you heard that same voice addressing you.
That voice calmed you as it had done a thousand times before, and no matter how scared you were, at that moment you could only smile.
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