taehyung stared at me blankly.
"i said, i'm dating mr. jung." i repeated so that he would react.
he finally blinked after what seems like forever. his mouth started forming a oval shape, quickly moving his hands, he covered his mouth.
"you... dating.. mr. jung?" he stammered.
i nodded.
"oh my god, i knew that you like him, but you're dating him!" he exclaims.
he runs to me as he gave me a hug.
"congralution, pabo~ya!"
"please don't tell my mom," i said while i hug him back.
"of course, i won't," he snuggles. "i'm not an idiot like you."
"just wait and watch, i'll get better grade than you on tomorrow's test."
"in your dream that is."
"well, my dreams have been coming to true lately. my dream of dating mr. jung came true, so now, getting a better grade than you will come true as well."
"well, you must be a lucky idiot to get mr. jung but not that lucky to get better grade than me."
i glare at him.
why couldn't he just believe in me?
~~
the next morning arrive and here i am, walking toward class with taehyung.
"pabo~yah, good luck on the test." he ruffles my hair.
"i really hope you're not cursing me inside your head, wishing that i get a zero out of hundred." i looked at him.
"seriously i'm not that mean, i'm saying it sincerely."
"okay, if that's the case, then thanks." i said, reaching mr. jung's door as i see him standing in front. "i'll see you later."
"see ya," taehyung said, going forward. his class is at the end of this hallway.
"good morning, mr. jung," i smiled at him.
"morning," he nods.
i just stand in front, waiting for him to say something - but it seems like he wasn't going to say anything.
"you need something, miss jiyeon?" he asks.
"are you not going to wish me good luck on the test?" i pout.
"didn't taehyung already do that for you," mr. jung said, looking away.
"well yeah, but i need your good luck." i said.
"uh, not really, taehyung wishes are obviously more important."
i stop myself from responding as i glare at him.
"why are you being sassy, mr. jung?"
"sassy, me?" he furrowed his eyebrows, as if looking confused.
i raised my eyebrows, narrowing my eyes as i move closer to his face, wondering why he was acting this way.
"is.. mr. jung.. perhaps, jealous?" i said, trying to hold back my laughter.
"yah, idiot. stop getting closer to me," he whispers.
"what would you do if I don't stop," i scrunch my nose, moving closer as i tease him.
"i might not be able to control my self," he breathes out, his position was stern. "i really want to kiss you right now, especially in front of taehyung to tell him that you're mine."
"then, do it." i said.
"we're at school,"
"that's the sad part," i pout.
"go inside the classroom, and review for a bit." he said. "seriously, why am i getting angry over taehyung wishing you good luck."
"okay," i said, walking inside the classroom.
i tried my best to not look like a stupid idiot- which i am - because of how mr. jung was acting.
i could definitely say: he's jealous, and it all honestly it makes me feel warm and loved.
i've started a new vhope book, i hope you can give it a chance! :)
