Bobba Tae

🧋 8 ☕

As Jungkook sat in the lecture hall, eagerly waiting for his photography class to begin, he felt a rush of excitement mixed with anxiety. Today was the day his assignment-his photoshoot with Taehyung-would be presented. He had poured his heart into capturing the essence of the boy who had stolen his heart, and he couldn't wait to share it with his classmates.

The professor entered, carrying a stack of graded assignments. "Alright, everyone, today we'll be reviewing your projects," he announced. "I'm excited to see what you all have come up with!"

Jungkook's heart raced as the professor started with the first project. With each presentation, he felt more and more anxious, his mind racing with thoughts about Taehyung and how his photos would be received. Finally, it was his turn.

"Jungkook, you're up next," the professor called, gesturing for him to step forward.

Taking a deep breath, Jungkook walked to the front of the class, his camera in hand. The moment he clicked to play the slideshow, the room filled with gasps and whispers. The images flashed across the screen, revealing Taehyung in all his unmasked glory-his striking features illuminated by soft light, his natural charm radiating from each frame.

As the first few photos cycled through, Jungkook felt a swell of pride. "This is my project, and it features Kim Taehyung, a senior from our university," he announced, his voice echoing through the room.

And then it happened. The moment Taehyung appeared without his mask, the atmosphere shifted dramatically. The girls in the class let out a collective gasp, followed by excited squeals. "Oh my God! He's so handsome!" one girl exclaimed, her phone already out to snap photos of the screen.

"Seriously! How can he look like that?" another chimed in, her eyes sparkling with admiration.

The boys were equally flabbergasted, their jaws dropping as they stared at the images. "Dude, is that really him?" one of them asked, his voice filled with disbelief. "He looks like a Greek god or something!"

Jungkook's heart sank as he watched the chaos unfold. They were praising Taehyung-his Taetae hyungie-like he was some sort of mythical creature, and it gnawed at him. He had wanted to share something beautiful, but now, watching the way his classmates fawned over Taehyung made jealousy bubble up inside him like a boiling pot.

"Wow, Jungkook, these are amazing!" the professor praised, snapping him out of his spiraling thoughts. "You've captured Taehyung's essence perfectly. I can see the connection you both have."

"Thanks," Jungkook replied, forcing a smile as he tried to drown out the noise around him. He could feel his cheeks burning, not just from the compliments but also from the mix of emotions swirling inside him.

As the presentation continued, it was impossible for Jungkook to ignore the way everyone couldn't get enough of Taehyung. They praised his features, his style, his smile-the way he looked like he had stepped out of a fashion magazine. Jungkook's heart ached with jealousy as he listened to every compliment thrown Taehyung's way.

"How can they not see that he's mine?" he muttered under his breath, barely audible. "He's my Taetae hyungie! Not theirs!"

Even the professors joined in on the praise, nodding in agreement. "It's rare to find such a captivating subject. Well done, Jungkook," one of them said, adding to the growing list of accolades for Taehyung.

"Thanks," Jungkook managed, but his heart was heavy. He was proud of his work, but the thought of others appreciating Taehyung in ways he felt were reserved for him stung. Why couldn't everyone just see Taehyung as he did?

The presentation ended, and as the applause echoed through the room, Jungkook's mind raced. He had secured first place in the class, a huge accomplishment, but all he could think about was Taehyung being admired by others. He felt like a possessive little bunny, and the jealousy gnawed at him, making his stomach twist in knots.