Cingulomania || Nerd X Popular || Jimin FF

Chapter 20: Confrontation💀

Jimin's POV

Today, I stayed at my dorm on Valentine's Day. 

It's not really my thing, but I wanted to do something special for Y/N. I'd been working on an animation featuring her favorite flowers, hoping to surprise her. 

I had included little details that reminded me of her—moments we shared, things she liked.

As I was deep in concentration, my phone buzzed. I glanced at the notification and saw Y/N's post about the flowers. 

She had received a beautiful bouquet—her favorite flowers, no less—and she was beaming in the photos.

My heart sank. Someone else had given her a bouquet. I wondered who it was and why they had beaten me to it. 

My mind immediately jumped to James, the guy she went to the café with. I bet they still hang out. The thought of them together made me feel even more jealous and insecure.

I stared at the animation on my screen, feeling hopeless. It seemed insignificant compared to the gorgeous bouquet she received. 

My animation, with all its effort and care, suddenly felt like it was worth nothing. I was frustrated and upset, struggling with my feelings of jealousy and inadequacy.

Despite the bouquet, I still wanted to show her the animation. It had personal touches and memories that I hoped would mean something to her. But right now, it felt like it would never be enough.

I closed my laptop, frustration bubbling beneath the surface. The animation I had crafted with such care felt insignificant next to the vibrant bouquet Y/N had received. I glanced at the clock; class must be over. Fueled by a mix of anger and determination, I quickly dressed and headed out to find James.

Navigating through the crowded hallways, I finally spotted him by his locker. My fists clenched as I approached him.

"James!" I called out, my voice sharper than I intended.

James turned, surprise etched on his face. "Jimin? What's up?"

I came to a stop in front of him, my eyes locking onto his. "We need to talk."

James raised an eyebrow, sensing the tension. "Alright, what's going on?"

I took a deep breath, struggling to keep my emotions in check. "I saw Y/N's post today. The flowers—did you give them to her?"

James seemed momentarily taken aback. "Yeah, I did. Why?"

My frustration spilled over. "Why? It feels like you're always around her, always one step ahead of me. Why does it seem like you're trying to one-up me?"

James smirked, his tone a bit bold. "Oh, come on, Jimin. I'll make Y/N mine. Stop being so jealous."

I glared at him, my patience wearing thin. "I'm not jealous. I'm territorial. Jealousy is when I want something that isn't mine. Territorial is about protecting what's already mine!"

James's smirk widened into a sneer. "As if she'd like someone like you. A nerd." He chuckled, brushing past me with a dismissive wave.

His words cut deeper than I wanted to admit. My fists clenched at my sides, the anger boiling inside me. I watched him walk away, my thoughts racing. The need to prove him wrong surged within me, but I forced myself to stay calm.

Turning away, I felt a burning desire to show that I was more than what James thought of me. Y/N meant too much to me to let someone like him get in the way.

As I turned away from my confrontation with James, a flash of movement caught my eye.

I saw Y/N by my locker, slipping another letter inside. My heart skipped a beat. Without thinking, I walked toward her, my earlier frustration momentarily forgotten.