" My silence is not my weakness but the beginning of my revenge."-by Hatem
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JUNGKOOK
On that frightful day, I was physically mature but too young in the mind. It was one of those 'Normal' days I recall. The sun shined more than usual but by the time we went to our fourth class silver clouds appeared and it had began to rain. It was a if we were being warned. I focused my attention at the board and noticed my Teacher yelling Jackson again. ' What did he do this time?' I thought supporting my face with the palm of my hand.
" Wang Jackson, if I have to send you to the office one more time-" Our teacher yelled. I could even see that vein popping on his forehead.
" It won't happen again Mr. Cho, I'm really sorry." Jackson begged but we all knew it was a lie and that he wasn't being sincere with that playful smirk plastered on his face.
" Wang Jackson!" Mr.Cho yelled louder seeing Jackson's face expression. " I'm not up to your games so I suggest you pay attention or else you are gonna go to the office!" Mr.Cho finished his sentence turning his back to us to continue with the lesson. I yawn feeling tired of being here and I look besides me to where my seat partner was. Son seungwan or better known as Wendy. I don't really talk to her that much so I don't know her well but she seems to be an introvert kind of person. She is very intelligent but she is still not your typical nerd with high grades and glasses. No she can also be extrovert if she wants to. not to mention that she's also pretty.
" Wendy...." I whispered her name just in case Mr.Cho hears me. She looks at me confused probably wondering why I was talking to her in the first place. " What did Jackson do this time?" I asked her and she nodded her head before going to copy what was on the board again on her pink notebook. Her script writing was very pretty and organized. " Jackson went to the old times and threw a spit ball at the back of Mr.Cho's neck." Wendy answered still looking at the board. " Ohh~ Thank you." I respond looking at her baby green colored strappy plunge dress.
15 minutes passed for our last class and I was yearning for it to finish already. I planned to go home take a nice long hot shower and rest for a bit before studying. I impatiently tapped my pen on the desk putting out a rhythm all over the classroom, unconsciously. I stared at the clock wanting the rest of the 45 minutes to pass quickly. Someone from the back table began to tap their desk with their own knuckles also making a beat to match my pen tapping. Then I notice Jackson trying to join by attempting beat boxing and Jaebum my other classmate imitated Jay park which wasn't that bad of an imitation. I smile to myself of how silly these people are. I wanted to stop my pen tapping but the temptation was too great for me to stop.
" Would you guys stop already?!" Mr.Cho's scream messed my rhythm and I immediately halted. " Don't you people care for your grades at all?" Mr.Cho asked a question not meant to he answered but knowing my idiotic peers.
" Don't you care about that wig that is about to fall from the side of your head?" Liu Amber commented setting Kim Taehyung into a fit of uncontrollable laughter and once everyone comprehended what she just said they burst out laughing. Including me. Mr.Cho desperately touched at his head which made the class laugh harder confirming once and for all that Mr.Cho is bald. Only one student wasn't laughing and that was Kim Eunsol who was staring into space with a sour expression on her face and then she smirked to herself looking like if she just lost her mind. I looked away from her since I didn't really care.
" I had enough of you all!" The teacher huffed looking at his watch to see if he can dismiss us but it was still not time yet. " You kids ha-" Mr.Cho's words was interrupted by the loud speaker.
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