My Secret Tutor(JK x Reader)

5| Hana

When the bell finally rings after your fourth class, you and Yoora head to the cafeteria together. 

You couldn't wait to get away from Jungkook. That menace had been disturbing you the entire time during class—poking your arm with his pen, tapping his foot against your chair like a hyperactive toddler, humming an off-key tune just loud enough for you to hear, and at one point, chucking a crumpled piece of paper at your head.

 It took everything in you not to smack him in the face.

"Please tell me I'm not the only one in this school who hates him," you plead with Yoora while you both stand in line for lunch. 

"I hate to break it to you, but almost everybody in this school is obsessed with him."

You stare at her, appalled. 

"Jungkook is from a wealthy family, so even if he's a jerk, nobody really cares. He's the class topper so even the teachers have no complaints," Yoora explains. "Also did I mention he's the captain of the basketball team?"

You groan loudly. "You have got to be kidding me."

"I wish I was."

"So what you're saying is, I'm all alone in this," you say pouting. 

"Well you got me bae." Yoora pats your shoulder. " I've been holding a grudge against him ever since sixth grade when he 'accidentally' destroyed my art project."

"Damn. Sixth grade? That's some real dedication."

"Yeah, you don't just move on from a tragedy like that."

You sigh. "Seriously, like how do people even tolerate him? He's like the human version of period cramps."

You lock eyes with Yoora and break into a fit of laughter.

"That's the perfect way to describe him," Yoora admits.

You grab a tray and move along the line. Just when you're about to get the food, a girl cuts in line and stands right in front of you. 

Oh, absolutely not.

Annoyed, you snap your fingers dramatically to get her attention. 

"Excuse me, the line begins way over there," you inform, pointing to the end. "Feel free to go."

The girl raises her eyebrows and looks at you, as if you spoke an alien language. She's good looking with sharp features and is wearing a perfume so strong it makes you gag.

You also notice how her face is covered in heavy make-up. 

 Another girl appears at her side, looking equally polished. 

"Yah, did this newbie just talk to me?" she asks her friend, completely ignoring you. 

You're about to fire back when Yoora suddenly tugs on your sleeve and whispers, "Don't."

The girl flips her long straight hair and smirks. "You should teach the newbie how things work around here Yoora," she warns, before continuing along the line.

Yoora winces. You raise your eyebrows in question.

 "I'll explain everything to you," she says.

Hesitant, you move along the line and get your lunch. Yoora finds a table. 

"Who is she and why does she act like some privileged bitch?" you ask as soon as you sit.

Yoora lets out an empty laugh. "Her name is Hana, and the girl who was next to her is Jiwon. Both of them are walking, talking red flags. Trust me, you do NOT want to get on their bad side."

Something about the way Yoora says that makes you think she knows exactly what it's like to be on their bad side. 

"And nobody has any problem with her...bullying?"

Yoora shakes her head. "Hana, like Jungkook, is from a wealthy family. Her parents have made generous donations to the school over the years, so the teachers turn a blind eye to her...bullying. Although I doubt any of them actually knows about it since most of her victims are too scared to blurt her name to the teachers."

You sigh.

You can understand exactly how they feel. You were one such victim in your last school. 

I need to avoid Hana as much as possible.

You start eating your lunch. That's when you recall something.

"Wait, I just remembered. This morning, after I took my seat in class, I caught a few students staring at me. She was too. I specifically remember her because it looked like her eyes were trying to burn into my soul."

Yoora giggles. "That might be because you're sitting next to Jungkook. Another 'fun fact' about Hana—she's been crushing on him since like fourth grade. She hates seeing any girl three feet near him."

You groan loudly. "SERIOUSLY? I mean what do people even SEE in him?"

~~~

Once you've both finished eating, you dispose the tray. As you're about to leave the cafeteria, someone grabs your wrist.

You turn to see Hana and her friend Jiwon. 

After everything Yoora said about them, you feel your heart beating louder in your chest.

"You know, you're much better off having us as your friends," says Hana, jumping straight to the point.

"What?" you ask, confused. You notice Yoora shifting on her feet uncomfortably.

Hana lets go of your hand. "It's best to be with people from a MUCH better background don't you think?" she says while looking at Yoora with disgust.

Yoora casts her eyes down. "It's okay Y/n, I won't mind it if you don't want to be my friend," Yoora mumbles under her breath. 

Hana smiles, satisfied. She then extends her hand towards you. "So what do you say?"

You feel anger bubbling up inside you. Without thinking you answer, "no thanks, I'm good."

You catch the sudden change of expression in Hana, but you don't care. You grab Yoora's hand and head to your class without uttering another word.

"You'll regret you said that!" you hear a shrill voice, which must belong to Jiwon, yell behind you.

You roll your eyes.

So much for avoiding her.

After reaching class, you decide not to ask Yoora anything about what Hana meant. Even if Yoora's from a poor family, it doesn't matter. You're from one too now.

Yoora's eyes were still cast down. She hasn't spoken a single word since leaving the cafeteria. 

You think of ways to help take her mind off of things and that's when you spot a pair of sneakers near Jungkook's desk. 

"Hey Yoora, didn't you say that Nutcase plays basketball?" you ask, nudging her.

Surprised by your question, she replies, "Yeah he's the head of the basketball team. I think their practice starts from today. Why do you ask?"

A plan forms in your mind. You turn to face Yoora. 

"Do you still have your banana milk from the cafeteria?" 

Yoora had taken one bottle but you didn't. After the whole convenience store thingy, you didn't feel like drinking banana milk. 

"Yeah I do, why?"

"Because WE are going to get revenge."