I sat at my normal table in the lunch room. My earbuds blasting Implicit Demand for Proof by Twenty One Pilots and playing a mobile game to pass the time until lunch break was over.
I connected for of the same colored dots as I see in my peripherals, a form sit down across from me. I look up and see Jeon Jungkook, a light smile, and curious starring from about twenty of the girls nearest to us. Lovely.
I take out an earbud and turn down my music a bit.
"There something you want?" I ask him looking from his lunch tray of a greasy slice of pizza and a pile salad to his eyes. I turn my screen off.
"You looked lonely. So I thought I'd talk to you." He paused and looked at my earbud still in my ear and my phone.
"Do you not eat lunch?" Jungkook asked curiously.
"No. The school makes my mom pay full price for lunch so I just wait until after school to eat." It wasn't a lie exactly.
The school lunch here at full price is $3.50 because of how many kids eat free or reduced lunch because their parents don't have the monthly income to pay for it.
Luckily, most of my food was free anyways as the local butcher was always looking to get rid of blood he collecting from slaughtering many animals and cutting them up. All kinds of people used it for cooking, which is kinda weird but, who was I to judge.
"Oh. I guess that works." He says while shoveling lettuce with a raspberry vinaigrette dripping off of it.
We sit in silence while Jungkook eats. The looks of girls are mostly gone now. Reduced to glances every so often.
As Jungkook ate his salad I was reminded again of a bunny. Adorable and fluffy.
"Do you play Overwatch?" Jungkook said out of the blue.
"Uh, yeah. I main Zara." I said back as joy glinted behind his eyes.
"We should play together sometime, what's your username..."
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I laughed at a joke Jungkook made when the bell signifying the end of lunch rang.
Weird. I felt like Jungkook just sat down and started talking to me five minutes ago, not half an hour.
"Okay but for real, Charlie Puth is an amazing singer. And I fight you so hard if you deny me, " he stated light heartedly "I even respect his old cringey rapping. May his swag (woop) forever rest in peace."
"Charlie Puth use to rap?" I ask quizzically as we walk toward our next classes.
"Yeah. What's your phone number? I'll send you a link."
((
Here's this gem of a video))
We exchanged numbers and went our separate ways to our classes.
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"I'm home." I loudly stated as I walked into my house. I walked over to the fridge and grabbed a "juice" pouch (blood in a ziplock bag), a orange, and a straw. Ithen walked into the living room and threw myself on the couch, remote in my hand I turned on Vampire Diaries.
What. Nina Dobrev and Ian Somerhalder are attractive people who I enjoyed watching. And #Delena is my otp.
I stabbed the straw into a side of the plastic bag and began to drink it. Literally my version of a juice box.
Once I finished it I started to peel the orange when I heard my phone go off.
[ 1 new message from Jungbunnie: Here's the video: https://youtu.be/sWkMHFiZijA ]
I paused the show and watched the video.
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omg thats hilarious
Jungbunnie: ikr. Hes a lyrical genius.
thats one way to say it. that or he was on some good shit that i need in my life.
Jungbunnie: lol. So why dont u talk to people. u seem nice enough, but when i ask other people they dont even know who you r.
you talked about me? why I'm not that interesting.
Jungbunnie: sure u r. Whats ur favorite color.
well from what you know of me what do you think it is?
Jungbunnie: Black?
yes but no. black isnt a color. Its the absence of color.
Jungbunnie: So u dont like color. Thats kind DULL
fucking kill yourself.
Jungbunnie: Hey wtf. Its just a pun.
i fucking hate puns
Jungbunnie: Watch ur fucking language.
language that i use while fucking? will do.
Jungbunnie: Touché Min Yoongi.
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I actually really like the way this story is going. It's so much better than my last ff. Thank allah
