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9

it's been a week since i've attended school, as i've been faking a bad cold.

i just can't have your eyes on me.

but sadly, i'm back and currently in gym.

today is a free day, so i sit in the top all the way at the corner. my swollen eyes are too stupid to look at.

i hear footsteps approaching me, however i don't bother looking. i can notice those footsteps anywhere.

i hear a light thump beside me, that slightly grazes my hip. i still refuse to meet your eyes.

"how are you doing?" you ask, with a sweet voice. i shift uncomfortably as i fight back my tears, as well as the urge to throw my arms around you. "you didn't attend for a week.. i was worried."

"why would you care?" i responded in a shaky voice.

but honestly, why would you care?

"listen, reina-"

ignoring your protest, i shoot past you and exit the gym.

i'm losing hope, jungkook..

and hope isn't something to be retrieved so easily.