Tough love

First Meet🎀

You were sitting in your seat when suddenly someone asked you.

" How much did you score ?" The guy who sits in the nearby boys row. You have notices him on the first day since he was beaing friendly with every single teacher. You found him a bit too noisy.

" huh?" You let out with a confused look on your face.

"How much did you score last year?" He explained since you seemed not to get it.

"Hmm..yeah...93.4%"

" oh god!!what a fuckin shiiiittttt!!!!!"

He seems to get way more excited than you were on the result day. But for you it was obvious.

"Are you lying by any chance?" He asked hitting your desk  with his palm.

You just glared giving him a 'of course, you duffer' look and he seemed to get it.

"OK OK I got it...so you scored this much. ...impressing ...well aren't  you happy?" He asked out of curiosity after noticing your depressing face.

" hmm..I am " you answered like you were already not interested in this conversation.

"Well, Don't seem like that.." He just mumbled rolling his eyes.

"You said something?" You asked noticing him numbling something.

" Nothing, you depressing creep" He shouted.

" I am not depressed  " you lied

" yes, of course, you depressed "
He again shouted.

"I am not depressed......

You were interrupted by the class teacher.

" Batch 1 students will come to the practical lab with a practical notebook and laboratory coat... Am I clear ??"

" yes mam " The class answered.

Classes after Classes but you were just clarifying to yourself that you are not depressed.
" How can I be depressed? I am happy .... Everything is okay just these schools make me a little nervous and exhausted  .....  And beside Mrs. Frank ( your homeroom. Teacher) everything is fine...He is the one who is stupid and idiot"
You have been repeating this in a loop since the first class of the day.

"See..see ..you are talking to yourself. I said that you are depressed "
The same guy from nowhere just suddenly hit your seat with his hand to make you hear him.

"I am not depressed " you sternly stated but inside you were just pleading to him to use this word. You even throw your pen on his face in heat of the moment.

" you are..ok you want me to proof?" He said with such confidence that it triggers your brain.

You just nodded

"Okay, tell me who's  next class?"

" Physics" you answered knowing that you were right.

" Here we go, next is lunch...hence proved, you are a depressed "  He ran away before you could say anything.

" but you asked who's next class, you didn't ask what's next" You shouted back in frustration since you knew that next was lunch. At last you just concluded that he is dumb.

The time flew by and now it was the last class of the day - Literature
Some were sleeping
Some were studying
And you, you were dying.
And he, he was cracking the worst jokes and laughing like there was no tomorrow.
You didn't know his name and weren't ready to ask him.

For a second, you read that depressing loop in your head and think while looking at his face.
' How he can be so happy? '. It was like he had some infinite light stored in his soul. He was cheerful all day and why not? He has his whole gang of people to call as friends. He is not like you, who wants to make friends but is not ready to start any kind of conversation.
Was he right when he called you depressed?

"Hey?" You called him but it was almost a whisper.

He was busy enjoying making paper stars for himself so he didn't hear your voice. He is kinda cute but in a irritating way.

" hey?"

"Yes, depressing dude?"

" How much did you score?"

" 83.4 %, I know that my scores are not impressive to others but are satisfying to me," He said with the rudest face.

Of course, those scores were not perfect neither were yours but the thing he just said was the most impressive thing you heard this year.
You turned your head and again acted like studying.

Finally, the school ended. You pack your bag as steadily as you can since there is nothing special at home too.

"Yn"

You turned your head to the source of the sound and it was him.

" yes?"

" You should leave all the stress and live a little"  He advised while forwarding his hand towards you. He opened his fist and there were the paper stars. He gestured for you to take them and you gladly did.

"Well, what's your name ?" You shouted from the back.

" Jeon jungkook...You can call me handsome"  He shouted back and you unknowingly smiled.

Before you could even exit the school gate, tears started flowing from your moonlike eyes.
You tried and you are tired now.
You want to live for sure and not a little but a lot.
Only you know, how much you crave that peace, freedom and happiness.
Every night you curse yourself for being this way but every morning you act the same.

Now It hurts to hear that thing from someone's mouth.
You are depressed and not ready to accept it.
Jungkook is someone you didn't even knew but his single sentence stir up your whole brain system.
You somehow feel jealous of him. The shine he carries with himself is something what attracted you towards him.
Your gaze shifted to the paper stars he gave you earlier.

You lips formed a smile then you decided to put the stars in a cute little jar. You placed that jar on your study table since it looks great there.
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You completed your homework and after having lunch you went to sleep. Your younger brother was watching avengers without headphone which couldn't let you sleep.

"Shut down that shit or atleast put headphones you idiot" You ahoted tgrowing a pillow at him to which he only smiled and return the pillow with some extra unecessary force.
However he did put the headphones and you finally drifted to sleep.

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