JK POV
I watched the brunette leave with a precious book. I seriously hate watching them go. I treat books like they're my children, and this store seems like an adoption center to me. I love all of the books that I shelve, and I hate when I have to part with them, but I'm glad they found an owner who will enjoy them, I guess...
I heard a muffled shout through the glass of the store. I guess the brunette had some friends. What was his name... Tae-something? Whatever his name was, he walked off, laughing with his group of friends.
"I never noticed how hot he was in math..." I thought aloud. "I think I just found a new friend..." I smirked at the thought.
"Jungkook, your shift's over! Finish whatever you have to and go home! We can't afford to pay anymore overtime!" My boss shouted to me, half joking, but half serious. I spend a lot of time here. I can't help but pay extra attention to the books, resulting in the forementioned overtime.
"Okayyy!" I shouted back. I didn't look at anything when I took off my apron and hung it up. I didn't want anything to tempt me before I left. I clocked off right on time and grabbed my jacket before leaving my second home.
I didn't get far before I felt my phone buzz in my pocket.
1 new message from: Chimchim
I sighed as I slid my finger across the screen. Jimin's text are always useless.
Chimchim: Did you get off yet?
I typed a quick answer and looked around to see how far I'd gotten.
Me: Yeah. A second ago. Why?
I got a rather quick reply. Strange, coming from Jimin.
Chimchim: You wanna hang out? ;)
Me: No.
Chimchim: Come on, why not?
Me: He's gonna be there, right?
Chimchim: ... To whom might you be referring..?
Me: The bum you cling to.
Chimchim: He is not a bum! And... maybe
Me: Then no. You guys are gross.
Chimchim: I'm really hurt.
Me: Too bad. I'm not coming.
Chimchim: Too late, I already found you!
My eyes widened as I heard a shout and looked up from my phone. Sure enough, the overly perky Jimin waved to me next to a sleepy mint-haired thing.
"Oh shoot..." I looked around to find a way out. I spotted somebody with pink hair, next to a couple of brunettes and somebody with dark hair. I smiled as I ran up to them.
"Hey! You're the one from earlier, in my math class!" I spoke directly to Tae-something.
"Yeah, Taehyung." So I was right.
"Who's this, Tae?" The pink-haired one lightly punched Taehyung's should and wriggled his eyebrows.
"Um, this is Jungkook. I have math with him at school... I saw him earlier when I was buying this book." He explain with a smile. So cute.
"Jungkook? You mean, that Jungkook?" I internally laughed when the three around Taehyung recognized my name. Of course I'm well known, especially if these guys also go to my school. But then, why didn't Taehyung react that way?
"What do you mean?" Taehyung said obliviously.
Taehyung's friends all laughed at the brunette's innocence.
"Nothing, Tae." The pink-haired one walked closer to me and whispered so nobody else could hear. "He's an naive one. He doesn't know you. Don't worry, we won't say anything." He winked at me before turned back to everyone.
"Hey, I'm Hoseok." The one with dark hair introduced himself. Not very nicely, but it didn't surprise me, considering my reputation.
"Seokjin." The brunette I didn't know. He had a kind smile. And really plump lips.
"And I'm Namjoon. Nice to meet you, Jungkook. I've only ever heard rumors, but now I understand them. You really are good looking." He smiled and shook my hand.
I laughed before saying "I get that sometimes," and mixing into the group pretty easily.
I looked down at my phone when I felt a notification. I chuckled a bit when I read it.
Chimchim: I hate you. But good luck, the brunette is the one, right? He's hot ;)
"I know." I thought before tucking away my phone and joining a conversation about some popular girl at our school.
a/n:
Another long one... Sorry!! If you're waiting for the smut, it's going to happen soon, so please don't leave ;;
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