STRANGERS

Part 19 (Yours?)

The late morning sun blazing over the high school courtyard. While the girls were in the thick of their paired running, their sneakers pounding the worn track. Some girls sprinted with fierce determination, while others lagged, clutching their sides and whining bout the heat

“This is torture!” a girl with purple hair screeched, her voice carrying over the courtyard, earning sympathetic nods from her partner, who panting like she was running from a horror movie villain. Another pair stumbled, one girl snapping, “IM SUING THIS FUCKING SCHOOL!” The courtyard buzzed with their complaints.

Meanwhile our taekook was lost in their own little bubble.

Jungkook was sitting beside taehyung under a oak tree. Drinking water from Taehyung’s bottle, the cold liquid spilling over his lips and dribbling down his chin, leaving a glistening trail on his milky skin. “This asshole sun burning our asses, and that old man wants us to run in this heat,” he grumbled, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, his voice dripping with the kind of senior-level audacity that came from surviving years of Mr. Lee’s gym class tyranny.

Taehyung nod looking at Mr Lee with Jungkook “Reminds me of a certain someone,” he thought, his lips twitching with a mix of annoyance and amusement as he glanced at Jungkook, unknowingly his gaze softened, his eyes catching a smudge of dirt on Jungkook’s cheek.

Without thinking, he reached out, his thumb brushing the dirt away with a gentle swipe, the contact sending a jolt through Jungkook’s skin that made his breath hitch. Jungkook froze, his eyes widening, a faint pink flush creeping up his cheeks as he gulped, his gaze darting around to check if any of their classmates noticed.

“Is now really the time to flirt, nerd?” he asked, his voice teasing.

Taehyung’s eyes widened, his cheeks flushing making him tug Jungkooks ear who whined in response.

“The fuck you saying, Jeon?” he snapped making Jungkook chuckled, swatting Taehyung’s hand away “ the Truth duh” he sassly said making taehyung stare at him done aff.

Meanwhile the other students nearby barely notice them flirting since they were too caught up in their own complaints about the heat or bets on who will collapse first during the boys’ run. However one of them noticed them bickering but didn't hear their conversation since he was sitting far away from them.

“ Jeon’s acting soft with Kim now? What happened to the guy who will throw you for looking at him wrong?” His friends huffed hearing him “Bet jeon is just using kim for his own benefit ain't no away his bullying ass will get along with someone for no reason” all of them nod like a blind leading another blinds.

Mr. Bang who was standing beside Mr Lee also noticed taekook bickering from a distance, his eyes crinkling with amusement "Never thought those two would get along this good,” he muttered to himself, shaking his head as he adjusted his cap, the sunlight glinting off the sweat on his brow.

He then walked toward them, his sneakers crunching on the gravel  “Kim!” he called out gaining taekooks attention.

Taehyung stand up, brushing grass off his shorts. On the other hand Jungkook’s eyes flicked to the Mr bang, his pout forming as he crossed his arms, his glare burning a hole through Mr. Bang’s back like he was daring him to say something stupid.

“Make sure the boys behave, Kim. That’s your duty,” Mr. Bang said, his tone serious “Class B’s topper, Sana, managed the girls. Now it’s your turn.” Taehyung nod in response however Jungkook's voice caught their attention.

“Mr bang, you all are making us run in this heat? Don’t we deserve a treat, like ice cream or something?” he said, his tone half-joking but sharp enough to make Mr. Bang sigh, rubbing his temples like he was one complaint away from early retirement.