How To Win Your Girl || J.JK ▪︎ [ON HOLD]

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Think I only want one number in my phone
I might change your contact to "don't leave me alone"

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ADELINE

I sit still, not moving my eyes away from the polished hallway floor as I sit on the bench in front of the classroom. I'm here early and if I could, I would skip the entirety of today, but unfortunately I don't have the option. I hate feeling like this and it often leads me to thinking why I didn't bring myself a shot of liquor along.

I poorly slept, waking up every now and then because the stress of having to present my topic in front of so many people had me compelled with worry, and still, I am not able to calm down at all. Once again, I grab the paper with my speech on it and let my eyes travel over the words that can't seem to mark themselves into my mind. I repeated the whole text so many times and I still barely trust that I have it memorized.

"There you are," Jungkook comes into view, seeing my state and his eyes get big and worried right away. "What's happening? Is it the presentation?"

I nod my head, having chewed up my lip and he sits down beside me, turning his body slightly to the side. I feel the comfort of his presence and the thought that I'm not alone brings soothing to me straight away.

"You've got this. Okay?" He cups my cheeks and looks into my eyes. "Just take a deep breath. You have this paper, so if anything goes wrong you can still see the text. I know you can wing it too. We went through it so many times."

I nod, knowing that he's right, but I've yet to fully believe it. I've said that same thing to myself as well, but it doesn't help in any way. I'll just have to pretend it does. 

After another deep breath, my eyes drift past him and to the professor walking down the hallway, making my nerves heighten, but I stay composed on the outside. We both stand up, getting ready for my leave.

"Tell me how it goes later, yeah?" Jungkook asks, making a small smile appear on my lips and he pecks them. "I have an hour of free time in between so we can get some coffee. How's that sound?"

"Very good."

"Alright. You've got this." He squeezes me into a big hug before letting go, standing still to watch me enter the classroom with a grin on his face and I try to keep the image in my head for as long as possible.

I set my bag down and prepare my things when more people begin to enter. It gets very chatty and I wipe my hands into my jeans, taking a few deep breaths. I'm glad that some people are missing, so that eases me slightly.

"Alright, settle down," The professor says. "We have presentations today, right?" 

A few nods and murmurs go around and he powers up his laptop before steping away and getting his small notebook. "Does anybody want to go first or do I call your names?"

Nobody says anything for a moment and I get nauseous with fear until one person raises a hand and goes to the front. Through the entire time, I'm feeling a little calmer while constantly looking up at the clock in hopes that I wouldn't have to do my presentation today and postpone it for another week, but at the same time, I want to get it over with.

"Good. Any questions?" The professor turns his attention to the rest of us that are seated and a few questions follow which are answered very academically while I'm still as a boulder here, panic rising up. It's like my chest is burning with every beat of my heart and I keep on trying to calm down more, but my body doesn't allow it.