jane doe

Chapter 20:

Jungkook finally made it back home, feeling the exhaustion from the night's events weighing heavily on his shoulders. He peeled off his clothes and tossed them into the laundry basket before stepping into the bathroom. The hot water from the shower cascaded over his body, washing away the tension and grime from the evening. He stood under the spray for a moment, letting the heat soothe his tired muscles and calm his racing mind.

Once he was clean, he quickly dried off, not bothering with anything more than pulling on a pair of comfortable shorts. The cool sheets of his bed were a welcome relief as he slipped under the covers, his body sinking into the mattress. As soon as his head hit the pillow, sleep claimed him almost instantly, pulling him into a deep, dreamless slumber, free from the worries and chaos of the day.

The morning light streamed through Jungkook's window, far too early for his liking. He groaned softly, pulling the covers over his head in an attempt to block out the inevitable start of the day. But despite his best efforts, time marched on, and soon enough, he dragged himself out of bed to face the morning.

After completing his daily routine—brushing his teeth, a quick workout, and a cup of coffee to jolt his system awake—he decided to walk to university today. The crisp air outside greeted him, cool against his skin, refreshing in a way that made him feel more awake.

As he walked, he realized he was about 30 minutes earlier than usual. The streets were quieter, with fewer students rushing to make it to their morning classes. The extra time allowed Jungkook to enjoy the calm, a rare luxury in his often hectic life. His footsteps were steady, his pace unhurried as he took in the morning scenery, the faint hum of the city waking up around him.

It felt good—just walking with no rush, no pressure, and no expectations. For a brief moment, the world didn't feel as heavy.

Jungkook entered the classroom, scanning the room before choosing a seat near the window. The sunlight streamed in, casting a warm glow over the rows of desks. He sighed quietly, slipping into his chair and pulling out his notebook. His fingers traced the worn edges of the cover, a familiar comfort, before flipping it open to a blank page.

The low murmur of students talking filled the room, but Jungkook tuned it out as he uncapped his pen. He started jotting down a few thoughts, the rhythmic scratch of pen on paper grounding him in the moment. His handwriting was neat, almost mechanical, each word a tiny escape from the noise around him.

A few moments later, the door creaked open, and the teacher walked in, setting their things on the desk. Jungkook straightened up slightly, his attention shifting from his notes to the front of the class. As the teacher began the lesson, his pen moved automatically, transcribing everything into his notebook, his focus sharp yet distant, as if on autopilot.

As Jungkook's pen moved swiftly across the paper, his phone vibrated in his pocket. He glanced around the room, making sure no one was paying attention, before subtly pulling it out under the desk. A message lit up the screen from Wooyoung, one of his students. 

  Wooyoung [9:14 AM]:"Hey, hyung. I need help revising for my math exam. It's in two days, and I'm kinda freaking out."Jungkook sighed softly, typing back quickly.

  Jungkook [9:15 AM]:"Don't worry, we'll get through it. I can help you around 4 PM today. Does that work for you?"Wooyoung's reply came almost instantly.

   Wooyoung [9:15 AM]:"4 PM is perfect! Thanks a ton, hyung. I really need this."

Jungkook's lips quirked up slightly as he sent his final response.  Jungkook [9:16 AM]:"Got it. Be ready with your notes and problems. See you later."