Don't Let Me Go - Broken Heart sequel ⚣ TK

Chapter 1: Seven months

Hello everyone! I surely hope you've been waiting for the first chapter of my sequel from Broken Heart, called "Don't Let Me Go". I hope you'll like this, as many of you requested (and demanded) a sequel, and I can now proudly announce the first chapter. Have a good read everyone, and don't forget to let me know what you think~ xx

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Ⓗis hair wasn't blond anymore. It had turned brown, back to its original colour. It suited him, the raven-haired male thought, though it didn't make him stand out as much as it did before - overall, he was still a beauty; he was perfection. 

During the lecture, Jungkook rested his head on his arm tiredly - he could barely hold his eyes open; he had been awake the night before to finish up his project that was due today, and as his class was split in two to present their project, he grabbed the opportunity to rest and accidentally drifted off.

He immediately woke up as his teacher called his name, though he wasn't supposed to present his project until tomorrow. "Yes?" he answered.

"What's on your face, Jeon Jungkook?" the professor asked as she tried to get a closer look at him, though he sat pretty far back in the auditorium. "Who drew on his face?"

No one answered, only faint giggles were heard throughout the room. Jungkook touched his face to try and see if he had markings on his face, and some black ink was caught on his finger.

"That's really childish of you, to prank your fellow classmates," the professor continued as no one answered her, "and Jungkook, don't fall asleep during my lectures." He nodded instantly, and finally, the lecture was over and he hurried to pack his books into his backpack.

He caught sight of the student who usually sat in front him smirking amused in his direction, which made him frown back. "Was it you?" he asked with a slight glare.

"Your roommate asked me to do this favour of his," he smirked back, and then he disappeared with his friends.

The young male hurried over towards the bathroom and caught his own reflection. It was indeed some markers on his face. On his forehead, it read "GAY AF" and on his right cheek it said "SUCK" and on the other "ME", and on his nose was a poorly drawing of a penis.

His face was burning up in both embarrassment and anger as he aggressively washed it off of his face and stormed towards the dorms. 

Jungkook slammed the door to his dorm harshly, startling his roommate awake.

"What the fuck is your problem?" he cursed as he glared at the elder one.

Jungkook, who was now a junior at the same University, stared at his new roommate ever since his boyfriend had left to study abroad, and now he was sharing his dorm with the person he despised the most on Earth. "You're my fucking problem Chanyeol! Why did you do that, you cunt?" he yelled at him.

The tall foreigner grew a smirk on his face as he realised what the elder was talking about. "I did it for the laughs, obviously," he muttered tiredly, resting his head back on his pillow. "Now let me sleep, I was out all night."

"Now that's your problem mate," Jungkook murmured, still having his piercing glare onto the exchange student. Although his name, Park Chanyeol, was Korean, he grew up in Australia and didn't arrive until last year. He was fluent in their language and culture, but he was still a spoiled brat who acted as if everyone was below him and he managed to get under the raven-haired male's skin all the time.