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Janitor's Closet

Chaeyoung

The worst thing that I could ever imagine is exactly what is happening right now.

Being locked in a school's janitor's closet while class is going on is definitely not something someone would be glad about, especially when its small and hot space is cramped with janitor equipments and racks.

But you know what's even much worse? Having to be stuck inside it with your ex-boyfriend.

"You know what?" I breathily said, exhausted from searching for a way out, beads of sweat trickling down my face, "You have nothing else to do but to irritate me!"

Jungkook, who unfortunately had to be a few inches away from me looked shock, "W-woah, what? I didn't mean to lock it, I just thought this was the restroom."

"Restroom?" Continuously panting, I laughed bitterly ridiculing his excuse. "You've been studying here for damn years, you know where the restroom is! Aside from that, why would you close the door if you clearly saw that this was a janitor's closet?"

"Hey, calm down." He said inching closer to me, "It's not like we're going to be in here forever."

"Plus," he added, "Didn't you want this? We have more time for each other." He winked playfully. The wink that I once found cute only did nothing but to get on my nerves. At least that was a successful attempt not to get fluttered.

I scoffed overwhelmed by his ego, "So, you're still the same jerk, get away from me and-"

Intending to shove him off, I was about to break the small distance between us when my arms were halted by a strong one.

I stuggled to escape from his tight grip, but with his built arms, it was definitely no use.

So I paused giving up, locking gazes with him. Stepping closer, The tip of his polished shoe met mine, leading my back in contact with the only unoccupied wall. His dark pupils were focused on mine, looking somehow intense. His face was slowly inching nearer and nearer to mine.

The worst thing that I had to do was to look back. Because, like the idiot I am, I wouldn't be able to look at anything else.

I blinked when he suddenly snorted, "I was just kidding." He chuckled.. with such charm that I wished to disappear.

I silently let out a deep breath when he stepped back breaking the closeness between us.

To my surprise, he smiled gently pulling out his hand to pat my head.. like he has always done before. And I couldn't help but feel nostalgic.

But as much as I didn't want him to, he pulled it back immediately and shifted his breathtaking smile into a frown.

He cleared his troath awkwardly, "We'll get out of here once my friends' classes are over, I texted one to get us out, just stay slilent."

For a moment, I was hoping that he'd say somthing else.. Ah, the idiot I am, of course he has only played me. In his eyes, I'm like any of the girls that he has dated, anyways.

I gloomily looked down facing the wooden floor stubbornly agreeing anyways, "Yeah, whatever."

The thing is, it's only my physical being that seems to be moving on, but unfortunately for me, my feelings for him never actually wavered.

Luckily, the uncomfortable moment of struggling in the awkward silence was broken by constant clinking sounds of heels against the hallway's polished floor.

I was ready to loudly ask to be released when Jungkook suddenly covered my mouth causing my words to be muffled.

My voice slowly faded out when a familiar high pitched voice was conversing with another one.