No Love Desired [Taekook]

Chapter 7

In the initial phase of our friendship, we encountered numerous individuals (bullies) who personally targeted Jungkook simply because he is an innocent soul.

One memorable incident unfolded when the teacher was organizing the seating arrangements for the upcoming school year. A boy around our age seized the opportunity to complain to the teacher, alleging that my pure bunny had forcefully pushed him in the corridor for not accepting a seat switch. The truth, however, painted a different picture. This particular boy had initially approached my best friend with a rather unconventional request—to swap benches in order to be closer to a cute girl in our class.

Jungkook, being the steadfast individual he is, rejected the proposal, citing the strategic advantage of his current seat, positioned right in front of the board for optimal focus during classes. Unhappy with the rejection, the boy's frustration reached a boiling point, and he almost resorted to physical confrontation. In a swift act of self-defense, Jungkook pushed him away, preventing a possible clash.

Ah, the complexities of school dynamics and the unexpected challenges that comes for my innocent bean!"

Having already absorbed Jungkook's side of the story, I boldly marched alongside him to the teacher's office. Standing unwaveringly by his side, I passionately declared the accusations against my best friend are nothing but a web of falsehoods. Recounting the actual events with a sense of urgency, I was determined to pierce through the clouds of misunderstanding.

Despite my dedicated defense and unwavering support, the decision was handed down, and seats were rearranged. However, fate took a surprising turn, placing my bunny companion right beside my bench for the entire year.

In the face of this seating chart calamity, our friendship not only weathered the storm but blossomed into a full-blown partnership. With desks side by side, we transformed the dull classroom into our personal playground of inside jokes, secret hand signals, and the occasional clandestine note-passing operation.

As the academic year unfolded, we enjoyed our newfound closeness, seamlessly chatting through yawn-inducing lectures, teaming up for study sessions, and facing group projects like dynamic duos ready to conquer the academic world. Our connection became the lively thread in the fabric of school challenges, woven with shared laughter and a dash of mischief.

As the years unfolded within the school's echoing walls, we took matters into our own hands, boldly approaching the teacher to secure seats beside each other. Armed with determination and a shared commitment to comfort, we demanded seats that would keep our friendship intact.

Revisiting the incident, I wholeheartedly thrust myself into the midst of real-life drama because I was the only one willing to give Jungkook a fair hearing. This wasn't the only time it happened; there were several instances like this.

In one of the most shocking scenarios, a guy I'd been getting close to for a few days—hoping he'd be another awesome friend like Jungkook—turned out to be anything but. I caught him red-handed, choking little form of Jungkook by clutching his delicate neck tightly. My poor bunny, being physically weaker, was struggling to break free.

Without missing a beat, I jumped into action. I quickly pried the guy's hands off Jungkook's neck and marched him straight to the principal's office. There, I spilled the beans on exactly what I had seen. The guy, however, tried to squirm his way out with an unbelievable tale. He claimed my kookie had asked him to pull such a stunt, all in exchange for some Zibi girl's group concert tickets, a band which he professed to be a fan.

Seeing through this ridiculous story, especially knowing that Jungkook was more into textbooks than even knowing about girl groups, the guy's lies crumbled. He was caught red-handed. Can you believe this whole mess started because my introvert bunny, surprisingly, came out of his restricted self and helped the boy's crush by carrying work notes to the staff's office? However, later, as a result of his wrongdoing, the guy got transferred to another school, and life went back to its normal, less chaotic rhythm.