Colors

XIX : Sweet and All

It only took Jimin less than a minute to pour out his books to his locker and close it shut. He then trotted over towards me, who was placing each book in a neat arrangement. He leaned his side against the square metal doors and watched. The sides of his lips curved up when he spotted a picture of us taken about two years ago.

"You still have that photo?"

I stopped my organizing for a second and stared at the picture. We were younger and our cheeks looked squishy, especially Jimin's. We were happily holding a cone of yoghurt ice cream even though snow was all over the background. I recalled that the picture was taken when we went to a mountain for our school trip.

"Of course I do. How can I lose such a prized possession; a photo of still-chubby-Park-Jimin?" I answered and tucked in the last book inside my locker. I closed my locker shut, then slung my backpack to my shoulders.

"Hah, too bad it's all gone. Now all you get to see is my sexy jawline. I mean.. Look at me, I'm literally smoking." He raised his left eyebrow and tried making sexy facial expressions.

"You smoked?" a voice of a grown-up male suddenly asked in surprise.

We shifted our attention to right in front of us, where we have Namjoon and the school's principal. I was certain it wasn't Namjoon who asked. The principal seemed to have caught the wrong idea from our conversation.

"N-no Sir! That was not what I meant!" Jimin panickly bowed, I stood frozen confused but then Jimin pushed my back and made me bow too.

"Is that true, Lee Jinhee haksaeng*?" the principal asked me.

"Y-yes Sir," I stuttered "we were talking about other things.." Namjoon's head moved back and forth towards us and the principal, trying to catch up with our conversation.

"Which was?"

With only my eyes and brows, I asked Jimin what to answer with, but he answered in the same language that he didn't know himself and told me to answer with anything quickly.

"We... We were talking about how hot Jimin is, Sir!"

I could feel myself internally face-palming. The principal gave us a confused look and stayed quiet. I knew Jimin was sweating cold bullets. Well, I was never your spontaneous type of girl. But then the principal finally answered,

"Very well then. Just don't ever get yourself involved in stuffs like smoking," he sternly continued "Remember that each of you carry our school's pride."

"Yes Sir!" Jimin immediately answered and bowed again in relief.

"Then, I'll head to my office now. We shall continue our discussion later, okay Namjoon?" he patted Namjoon's shoulder.

"Sure Sir, enjoy the rest of your day." Namjoon answered.

"And make sure your 'bulletproof boys' won't bring any damage to the school's pride." He eyed Jimin, who gulped, and left the three of us standing in the middle of the corridor. We gave him a last bow.

Jimin exhaled a long breath he had been holding, Namjoon looked at us and shook his head in dissapointment.
"You should really learn that..."
Namjoon then placed his hand on Jimin's shoulder and clicked his tongue.

"I'm hotter than you, bitch." He winked towards Jimin then pranced away from us. Jimin stood still, trying to digest what just happened.

"What the actual- YAH KIM NAMJOON!" Jimin called him out, unable to accept the sudden ambush.

Namjoon didn't even turn his head and continued walking as he laughed and lifted his left arm to show a gesture of goodbye for us. I had failed holding in my laughter and bursted out with it instead.