My Brother's Clone✔ [Taekook]

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Jungkook’s POV

When I woke up and looked at the time, I was shocked. It was 9:10 Am. I shot up from the bed and found Eunwoo sleeping peacefully on his bed. Why didn't his alarm ring today? Now how are we going to school? 

“Eunwoo!” I shouted. He groaned and buried himself a bit more under his blanket. I crawled out of my bed and went to him, shaking him harshly. 

“It's 9: 10 Eunwoo. First hour already started!” I yelled into his ear. 

“Ahh, what's wrong with you Jungkook? Today is a holiday,” Eunwoo groaned closing his ears with his palm. 

“Holiday??” I asked confused

“What holiday?” 

“Today is October 9th you fool,” he said and buried his face into the pillow. 

October 9th? Oh! Hangul day. I see, so that is why our school conducted ball yesterday night instead of on weekend. 

Oh wait! That means tomorrow is October 10th. And October 10th is my Mom's birthday! Shit! I almost forgot about it and was planning to stay here this weekend. So I need to go. Thanks to Hangul day that I don't forget Mom's birthday. 

I walked to the bathroom and quickly did my business in there. Then I came out and took my phone from my bed, dialing Tae's number. 

Yesterday Mr. Jung was standing in front of the hostel gate when we came back after the ball and so Tae and Gayoung were forced to part ways to their own room. Also, Gayoung had to change her big Cinderella dress which was almost impossible to sleep in. So, we didn't think about ways to somehow sneak them into our room. 

Tae answered the call after a few rings

“Good morning, baby tiger. You woke up?” I asked. 

“I woke up an hour ago and had breakfast,” he responded. 

“Oh, you guys had breakfast from the mess? We could have gone out,” I said. 

“Today's breakfast was really g..good. And there was chocolate milkshake,” he said. 

“Oh! Really?! Because today is Hangul Day?” I asked. 

“Yeah, maybe. So you guys didn't have b..breakfast yet? Mess closes at 9.” 

“Eunwoo hasn't even woken up yet. Now we will have to go out and eat something. Why didn't you call me?” I asked. 

“I thought you woke up. You both are sports players who w..wake up before 6, right?” he asked. 

I sighed. “Okay, what are you doing now?” 

“I'm trying to figure out what all portions they might have...t..taught yesterday afternoon,” he replied. I could hear the sound of him turning pages. 

“Why don't you just call somebody and ask or just ask in the class group?” I asked. 

“I'm not in any group,” he replied hesitantly. 

“Oh why? You didn't tell anyone to add you into the groups yet?” I asked. 

“No..uhm..I don't know who are the admins.”

“Admins are the prefects. Their number will be in the school manual. Don't you have that?” I asked. 

“No..” 

“Okay, wait, I'll get you added into the groups. I'll text you,” I heard a small soft thanks from him before I ended the call. 

He is so insecure about his stutter that he didn't even ask anyone to add him into any class groups. I guess he never opened his mouth in his previous school. Probably he had no friends there. Cause there's considerable improvement in his speech after he started talking to us.