My Muse [COMPLETED]

Chapter 3

DAY 1

School ended as per usual. It was nothing new or nothing special.

The bell rang and I began to pack up my stuff while scribbling the math homework numbers on my notebook.

Yeah, I didn't understand crap.

Math was the only subject I tried so hard for, but my mind just can't process it. I really struggle at math and I'm always confused while during homework.

Not to mention that the teacher teaches the class a whole different way than what the book shows.

"Yah, are you deaf." The rude guy said. Oh yeah, his name was Jeon Jungkook. I found out (more like heard) he was in the classroom next to mine.

Isn't God nice?

"No." I said, and walked past him. He grabbed my arm, and stopping me from walking.

Now what was his problem? I'm so sick of hearing him and the whispers of the girls in my class, I just want to go home and relax.

Maybe a warm shower would do with some instant ramen.

"I was asking you a question." He sighed, gripping his hand on my wrist.

"Ow..." Really, now I'm gonna have bruises!! "What?!" I asked, impatient. I need to leave before I kicked out screamed at Jeon Jungkook.

"Yah, Park Yuna." He said in a deadly voice. "Don't forget what I said..." He dipped his head down, "You're my next kill." He whispered in my ear.

His deep voice sounded through my ears and his warm breath hit softly against my ear.

I snapped out of my trance, seeing him walk away with a laugh.

I glared at Jungkook, rolling my eyes and running down to the school's exit. Yes God, take him away and never bring him back in front of me.

That little shit was so annoying, I could smack him all day. No, I'm not a sadist.

It felt like a was running forever until I rammed into someone. I looked up, and stared at the black haired man. He was one of Jungkook's friends.

Oh great, why did the Gods have to put me through this again?

"Whoa~ what happened to you?" He smirked, and I glared at him. "You look horrible."

"Oh, thanks for the compliment." I glared.

His eyes widened for a brief second before he gave me an amused smile.

"That wasn't a compliment. It was a 'take csre of yourself'." He told me. I nodded slowly, not believing him and I tried to walk away but he grabbed my hand.

"I can't just leave a pretty girl in pain, can I?" He asked, and I glared at him.

"Who's in pain, first of all?" I asked flatly, "Second, let go of me!" I demanded, and he threw something on my face.

"Wipe yourself." He turned away. I sniffed, staring at him. His cheeks were red. "Geez, what are you waiting for?!" He yelled, closing his eyes and wiping my face with the handkerchief. "I hate seeing girls cry." He mumbled, and walked away. His handkerchief was still in my hands. 

Crying... Why was I crying in front of him anyways? He could tell that annoying Jeon Jungkook about this and the two can use it at their own amusement.

He gave off a brotherly aura, a sibling that I've always yearned for. Yeah, that's why I started to cry out of no where.

Or maybe it was him giving me positive attention?

I walked home, thinking of Jungkook's weird friend. He was actually nice.

I took a shower, and then did my homework. After that, I ate dinner, and looked at the handkerchief by my backpack.

"Oh damn, I forgot about detention..."