Delusion

March 14

Jungkook

25 days left.

When I entered the room, everyone's noise hushed into whispers. I tried not to mind them and just walk towards my usual seat. The never ending whispers about me and my failed suicide attempt that I did at this school last year is getting tiring now. Fortunately, I wouldn't be here anymore to here all of their bullshits any longer.

Minutes later, our Science teacher, Mr. Kim Namjoon came in and we all greeted him. Out of all the teachers we have, I could probably say that he was the most bearable one. Unlike the others, he doesn't make me feel like shit with their dirty looks and occasional glares. He treats me like a normal student, that's why I want to do good in his class even if I'm gonna be dead soon.

"Okay, class. Today, I'm gonna give you a project that you must turn in next monday," Mr. Namjoon started. Everyone groaned out of annoyance. Mr. Namjoon shushed the whole class and continued, "you'll be having a partner which is gonna be decided in this box right here." He pulled out a box that had our names scribbled on the folded pieces of papers in it."

"You're gonna need to have a camera in this project. You can either buy one or borrow one, your choice," he said and shrugged. And once again, everyone groaned. Somebody even muttered, "this is so boring." Mr. Namjoon was gonna continue talking but someone had raised his hand.

"Yes, Seokjin?" Mr. Namjoon asked. Seokjin stood up

"What is our project exactly?" Seokjin said with his charming smile plastered on his face. And what he meant by that is, "could you please just hurry up and tell us because you're making us doze off." Mr. Namjoon didn't look amused one bit.

"Okay, so your project is to capture photos that shows energy. Potential energy, kinetic energy, transfer of energy, or whatever that you might think of," he said. He went behind his desk and pulled out a folder. He walked forward again and showed us the folder. "This is one of the examples of what you're gonna do."

He tried to open the folder but suddenly the front part got tore apart. Mr. Namjoon bit his lip, "oops, don't tell anyone I did that." The class laughed, because it was expected from him being the King of Destruction. "So, anyway this pictures is about energies that could be seen in playing basketball. It's common now, so I hope no one would use basketball as their project."

After a couple of questions asked mainly by Seokjin—I'm starting to think he likes Mr. Namjoon—we're now drawing from the box to see who'd be our partners for this project. Funny, later after class I'd find out who's my partner too, suicide partner.

It was Park Jimin's turn to draw from the box, so he went to the front and picked out a piece of paper. He unfolded it and I saw his soul leave his body. I think I know who he picked as a partner. He looked straight at me with a horrified expression on his face. "Jeon Jungkook."

"Aw, goodluck about that, Jimin," somebody said, making everyone laugh. Yeah, tough luck you've been paired with me. These people are so childish.

After class, I gathered my things and bolted outside the room. I finally could escape this hellhole. I walked to the lockers first to put back my things. Jimin's face suddenly appeared in front of me after I slammed my locker's door shut.

"What do you want?" I asked, trying my best to sound friendly while keeping a straight face. He scratched the back of his neck and looked down.

"Uhm," he chuckled nervously. "I wanted to talk about our project," he said and smiled at me. Oh, yeah, I forgot about that. It's friday today, and it should be passed in monday. We only have two days to do it.

"Okay, let's just go to the library," I said and turned around to go towards the library which isn't too far from here. He caught up to me and walked by my side as we enter the library. "Here, sit down," I told him after I sat down on one of the nearest tables. He sat quietly and I turned to him.

"So? What now?" he asked. I brought out my notebook where I wrote down my ideas for the project earlier. "Should we do basketball?"

"Mr. Namjoon already showed us that, and it's too common now," I said. I showed him the notebook. "I'm thinking about going to the zoo. Since we have many things that we could capture there."

"Oh? What's these?" he pointed to my doodles that includes a man blowing its brains out with a gun. "Wah, that's so cool.. and kind of creepy."

"I like action movies," I laughed awkwardly. I closed my notebook to make him look at me. "Is zoo okay for you? Well, I'm not saying you have a choice, but yeah, zoo it is," I said and he started laughing.

"Y'know, you're not that bad as others tell you are," he looked at me sincerely. I just looked blankly at him. "I-I mean, yeah, let's go with zoo. Since there are aquariums there!"

"Aquariums?" I repeated. He put on his contagious smile and laughed forcibly.

"They say it's good for depressed people, so I thought y'know," he shrugged. Jimin isn't that bad as thought he is. I gave him a quick smile.

"On sunday, come by our house at noon," I told him. "I suppose you know where out house is?" I shot him a knowing glance.

"A-Ah, yeah, okay, I will!" he beamed and smiled widely. I know that he's been secretly dating my brother, Yoongi. I'm sure he's more excited in seeing him than about doing our project.

"Okay, I'll leave now," I said and stood up. "Goodbye," I mouthed him.

"See you tomorrow!" he shouted. The faculties in the library scolded him and shushed him down. I chuckled quietly at him for forgetting that we were in a library.

By the time I was outside the school, it was already 4:16PM. I'm running late now for the meet up with my soon-to-be suicide partner. I hurriedly went to my Mom's car that she lent me until she comes back from her vacation. That's one reason why I should do it now. Everything seems to be in perfect timing. My Mom isn't here to make me feel guilty with her motherly smiles.

I opened the engine and drove to the Ice Cream Parlor. I have student's license so I could drive this. When I got to the place, I drove to the parking lot just in front of the Ice Cream Parlor and parked it. From inside the car, I looked around to find someone wearing a red cap.

While looking out the window, suddenly a figure started walking towards the car. He wasn't wearing a red cap, but he was holding one. He has a mask that covered half of his face and a sunglasses. When he reached the car, he knocked onto the window thrice. I slowly rolled it down, letting him see my face.

"JJK97?"

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hello, i told ya it'll get longer. lmao 😂✨is this chapter enough? is it good enough? i'm sorry bc i'm a shitty writer so plez bear with me 😂✨☺️🙏✨💖💞💗💕