Deceptive Beginnings

Monday

You wake up roughly to the sound of your alarm going off across the room and throw a pillow in the direction of the noise, forgetting that it's coming from your phone. You groan and peel yourself out of bed, checking your phone after turning off the alarm. "Shit, I have practice today." You quickly throw down your phone and grab some clothes from the closet. A red and black plaid skirt, fishnets, some random band tee you stole from Taehyung, and black combat boots you thrifted, a staple of yours. You quickly throw on some simple makeup with heavy and smudged black eyeliner and quickly brush your hair with your fingers before grabbing your phone and bag and running out the door.

You barely made it to school on time. You look down at your phone. 8 A.M. Monday, October 4th. "I have about 15 minutes before my first class." you mumble to yourself.

"Hey, you!" You hear a voice behind you, but before you have time to turn around and react, you feel a firm grip on your wrist pulling you down the hall. Before long, you are thrown into the bathroom, and the boy swiftly locks the door behind him.

You look up and see none other than Jeon Jungkook, someone you have never formally met before, but you have definitely heard the rumors about him. "What the hell is wrong with you?" You scowl at him, rubbing your wrist.

"I need you to do something for me." He looks down at you and gives you a fake smile that sends shivers down your spine.

You look him up and down and cross your arms before responding. "And the way you want to ask me this is by locking me in the bathroom?"

He groans. "I just need you to listen to me for a minute, okay?" He takes a step closer to you and drops his smile.

You can genuinely see how handsome he is as he moves closer to you. He has big, round, doe-like eyes that are a beautiful shade of brown. His nose is flat at the tip, and even his fake smile is charming, even if it does creep you out a little. "I never said I wasn't listening."

Jungkook steps closer to you again and puts both his hands on either side of your shoulders before taking a deep breath. "I need you to do me this favor." He looks deep into your eyes, making you even more uncomfortable about the situation.

Your eyebrows furrow at his words. "A favor? I don't even know you; I only know of you." You attempt to brush his hands off your shoulders with no success as he tightens his grip in response.

"It's not that deep, okay? Just hear me out." He rolls his eyes before meeting yours again.

"Well, spit it out then." You almost hiss in response.

He takes another deep breath and brings his face down slightly closer to yours. "I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend for a week. That's all I need you to do." He gives you another fake, award-winning smile.

"THE FUCK?" You yell in his face.

He groans at your yell and swiftly covers your mouth with his left hand. "Be quiet, will you?! I need you to do this." You glare up at him, but he doesn't seem to mind and leans into your ear. "All I need you to do is pretend to be my girlfriend, don't overcomplicate it, and say yes."

You tap his hand on your mouth, and he takes it off and stares at you, waiting for a response. "Why should I?"

He groans and backs away from you, placing his hands on his hips. "Listen, I'll pay you if you do it, okay? I need a girl to pretend to be my girlfriend just for a week." He sighs.

You cross your arms once again. "I want to know your reason behind it because I would be sacrificing my peace here at school."

He groans in response and runs his fingers through his hair. "It's my parents. They keep pestering me about when I'll get a girlfriend, and I don't want to deal with it."