black blood

three

"so back in maybe grade six you started learning about gross income, liabilties and assets. were gonna go over that quickly in case you forgot, and then we'll start today's lesson," the teacher says.

shes shorter than jimin, with raven black hair that was pulled into a ponytail.

jungkook was on his phone, and he wasn't really trying to hide it.

"no way, ive got maths for first period? thats a sucky way to start the day," jimin whispers to jungkook, who was still partly focused on his phone.

"if you think about it, you'll get the worst part of your day over at the beginning and then you wont have anything to dread the rest of the day," jungkook say.

jimin lets his words settle in, and realized he was right. it sounded nice.

"but our maths teacher? she slept with some guy who used to work here, pretty sure it was a biology teacher, and he got fired so we have a new biology teacher. if youre lucky, you may get her. she's hot and nice," jungkook says.

but what he didnt know was that the entire class was listening to him.

"mr. jeon, if you could keep your sexual fantasies outside of my classroom and away from mr. park, thatd do us all good," she says, and jungkook rolls his eyes as she turns away.

"nice going, hotshot," jimin mumbles, and jungkook just laughs.

jimin decided to pay attention suddenly.

"so, hypothetically speaking his net income would be a thousand dollars," the teacher says.

"daaang, i could buy myself some butt implants," a boy says. jimin searched for his voice, settling on a boy who was leaned back in his chair with his feet propped against the desk.

"actually, jae, you could buy three," a girl corrects him, earning a snort from jae.

"you would know, chungha," jungkook says, and chungha glares at him.

"alright kids, that's not an appropriate conversation to have," a deep voice says. jimin turns to the door, greeted by a blonde student. his jeans were ripped excessively and he wore a simple white t-shirt.

"what do you want?" the teacher asks, and the boy bites his lip.

"just here to tell you i got suspended for three days so i wont be here. I was ordered to tell all my teachers that because I was annoying mrs. jung and she wanted me out of the office," the boy explains.

thats how jimin remembered him. he saw him when he met hoseok.

"well, you've told me, so go," she says waving him off.

"bye, ms. byun," the boy says with a smirk, throwing in a cheeky wink.

jimins eyebrows furrow in disgust. hopefully all his teachers werent cougars.

"who was that?" jimin asks jungkook. he looks up at him, his bottom lip caught in between his teeth.

"nobody important," he says, therefore jimin immediately forgot the blonde boy's face.

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you ever just wanna sit in your room n not talk to anyone at all

like ive only responsed to one or two people today man ionno

also i love jae from day6 bye