Meet a typical teenager- Yu Bora
she thinks she has it all, with her rich and cool dad, a principal who doubles as her father's friend (and the ultimate "cool princi"), her soulmate aka best friend - Min-hee, and the love in the form of the strictn...
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It has been a few days.
A few since I last received that creepy message.
A few days since that screen blast incident.
A few days since I last visited building one.
A just a few days since Taehyung began tutoring me.
So much has happened in just a few days, I can barely keep track. First, the screen blew out, and the repair guy said it was due to a short circuit. But I don't buy it—I'm pretty sure it was because of the pen drive.
Rumors have been flying around that something is going on between me and Taehyung, but he couldn't care less. Honestly, I don't mind either—my follower count is skyrocketing, and I'm loving it. Except for Jimin, who keeps tagging me in random reels and bringing up Taehyung's name just to mess with me. And then there's Jeon fucking Jungkook, my diaper buddy, who went and started a fan page with our ship name @TaeRa. The weirdest part? It has no posts, no one knows who made it (except me and Minhee, of course), and it has tons of followers! I was so done with it, but after reporting it with all my fake IDs, I finally got it taken down.
And then there's the creepy message—I'm still not sure what to make of it. I showed it to Minhee, and she suggested I should tell dadda about it. But I refused because I knew he would ask me to uninstall the app, and I couldn't lose my followers, not when I was so close to becoming Queen Star.
And about Taehyung tutoring me, I think he's pretty cool. Like, when he rolls up his sleeves, I can't help but occasionally glance at his veiny hands and those long, elegant fingers. Plus, he's got this black band on his left hand. I mean, I'm just a girl, after all.
I mean don't get me wrong, it's not like I have a crush on him or something, it's just he has such a deep voice, the time when I was a little late, I heard him sing a little in a really low voice, he was singing Mockingbird by Eminem and let's be honest he so good at it, also his music taste is cool, it helps me concentrate.
And the other day, he was quite late—probably because he was running around, maybe a marathon or some game he played? Not sure, but damn, he looked so hot with his sweaty hair. Then he looked at me and smiled. I don't even know if you can call it a smile because it was so brief, but I'm sure his lips did twitch.
Whatever that smile was, it was really cute. I couldn't help but smile wider like an idiot the whole time he was teaching me.
"Are you done?" Taehyung asked, drawing me back from my thoughts. I blinked and stared at him with slightly wide eyes, caught off guard.
