Despising you

Chapter 15

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"Do you want me to come with you today?" Jimin asks me, his arm slung around my shoulder.

School just ended and I'm on my way out while Jimin is staying behind to wait for Jisoo. She got detention for fouling some girl during a game of basketball. She gets exceptionally rough when it comes to sports.

Usually, I would stay and wait for her too, but I have to visit my father's grave today. It's his death anniversary today, which is the only time I ever visit his grave.

"No, it's okay. It's going to be my last visit for a while; I should do it on my own." I try to muster up a smile, but fail.

It feels like it should be the last visit for a while, I won't feel the need to visit him when I go to oxford. At least, I hope I won't.

"Wanna get ice cream after?" he asks me.

"Obviously," I reply with a smile.

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As I walk down the hallway, I can't help but ponder on how idiotic I am for visiting my father's grave. Even Jungkook reprimands me every time I visit; only because he hated our father.

I didn't hate him; I didn't feel anything for him really.

I shake my head of these thoughts as I begin walking towards the double doors to leave the school.

All of a sudden, I hear a loud cheer coming from the gymnasium, startling me.

The tournament.

It's today. I bet Jennie and her team are rocking everyone's world right now because that's what they do best. Even though cheerleading isn't a really big thing in England, YG academy is one of the few places where it's renowned.

I'm not really a fan of any sports including cheerleading, so I'm not sure why the sound of cheering is enticing me.

I should be going, I need to make it to the graveyard before it starts raining, but why are my feet taking me towards the gymnasium? I don't care about this, so why is my mind screaming at me to just get a glimpse of Jennie?

The piercing screams burst my eardrums as I make my way inside and walk over to the stands, I'm not going to sit because I'm not staying long at all.

My eyes waver to the centre of the room and I see Jennie's team, with their little black and pink uniforms. I have to admit that cheer girls are very hot, but Jennie? She's something completely different. Her energy is radiant and domineering.

God! Her legs look so good in that uniform. Snap out of it.

Their routine begins and I can barely keep up, every two seconds, a girl flips and almost dies. Jennie is the showstopper, she has to be, considering how elegantly she moves.

She's brightening the whole room and that smile...I've never seen her smile so genuinely before and it's tugging at my chest. I can't take my eyes off her, not even for a second.

Looking at her now, it would be impossible to think of her breaking someone's hand—but she did. It's all I can think about.

Jennie gets up on some girls' shoulders and I hold my breath, watching her. I have no doubt she'll be fine. At least, I didn't until her eyes wavered over to me and she paused.

Why is she looking at me? She should be focused on her moves. I open my mouth to signal her to look away, but before I can, I see her leg lose balance and she...falls.

Oh my God!

I'm on my feet before I can even think, bolting towards the team and ignoring all the other people who have also bolted there. Everyone is blocking my way; I can't see what's happening and my heart is beating out of my chest. Is she hurt? Oh my God, is she hurt?