Attention「jikook 」

15.

Jimin's POV

"Hey, did you get what the teacher was saying? I could hear anything from all the way back there." I ask, after walking up to Jungkook's desk.

"Yeah, I can help you if you want." He says casually. I avoid his obsidian eyes.

"Thank you." I smile.

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So, he taught me the material.. But is he just gonna stare at me like this until I finish!?! I CAN'T FOCUS FOR SHIT!

I'm working at the desk that faces the back of our room.

He's sitting on his bead that is directly across from mine, that faces towards the desk.

He's just watching me.. Chin on his palm and everything! This is so awkward!

I blush. Ah so embarrassing! I'm trying so hard not to look back at him, I think I'll die!

Knock knock.

Oh thank the #^*%¥¥+€^ heavens.
I run to the door so fast, I trip on my bag on the way there.

"Hi."

Thank you Taehyung Kim! You literally saved my life, I almost hug him right there.

"Let's go get a drink." I whisper to him.

"Um, I'll just be gone for a few minutes." I tell Jungkook.

He nods, and I'm out the door.

I take a deep breath. I survived!

We're at the cafe before I notice.

I order a Caramel Macchiato.
He just orders tea, he was never a coffee person anyway.

"So, why didn't you come to class today? You should've seen the spot I was put in, I can't hear anything."
I strike up the conversation.

"Hmm, about that," he looks me straight in the eye.

This isn't good.
He's serious.
(Ahem, "why so serious" Taehyung? Sorry)

"Let's not be friends anymore."
He spoke.

Um.

"What." I laugh.

"Your kidding right?" I grin. Slapping his shoulder

"No I'm actually not." He says seriously.

Huh.

"But why?" I say, my voice quavering at the back of my throat. I dare myself to look into his round eyes. Which are somewhat intimidating if you think too hard.

"I think I need space," he reasons.

As if that's even a good reason.

"Are you kidding me?" I say, a little angry.

After all we've been through, he's just gonna fucking disappear on me without a good reason? Hell no.

I grab the collar of his shirt, in anger.

"What the hell is wrong with you! You're so full of bullshit! What? Is the pressure getting to you?" I yell, I don't care about the people around us.

I he wants to be a fucking asshole.
I can show him one.

He punches me in the stomach.

Oh. He had the fucking nerve!
I ball my fists in a wasted effort to control my anger.

That's it, I'm so done with this.
I bring his face closer to mine.

"You're a fucking brat." I hiss.
He gives me a dirty glare.

I throw him away from me.
And I walk away.
My tears threaten to spill.
Ah, screw him. He's not worth my tears.

Sigh. What will I do now?

I check my phone, it's already been an hour since I left Jungkook... Maybe I do need space. I should just forget about Taehyung.

And that's just what I did.

0-100 real quick LOL