𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒 | 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐒𝐎𝐍

• chapter 1 •

Mark and Jackson. Both Seniors. Both Good grades. Same class. Rip.

Mark POV

I was just walking to class, but then I bumped into someone. I turned to apologize, but then I realized the person I bumped into was him. Shit. Now you don't have to apologize...right? It isn't mandatory... Too late.

"Hey! Watch where you're going!" He shouted in my direction, while rubbing his arm since, well, it isn't like pain just doesn't exist. Damn it.

"O-oh...um. Sorry about that." I quickly replied hoping he didn't drag this out longer than it has to.

Jackson POV

I was on my way to class when someone ran into my arm. I looked to see who I ran into. Him. Piece of shit should watch where he's going. He apologized, it's fine then I guess. I need to get to class anyways.

It's the first day of senior year. And lucky for me, I forgot to check where my classroom is but it shouldn't take that long to find, right? Well, it's okay anyways because even if I am late, I already got accepted to JYP so I'm covered.

I finally found my classroom. Room 3-A. As I slid open the door, I felt all of my classmates' eyes on me. What a pain. And I wasn't even that late. I just cut it close by a couple of minutes. Most of the seats were filled and the teacher pointed at a seat at the back of the classroom next to a window, which I took as a signal to head over to my so-called newly assigned seat. The teacher announced that the seats we were sitting in currently were our seats for the rest of the school year. Suits me. I soon realized that only a couple of seats over I saw my friends with their attention on the board.

The teacher started taking attendance and everyone raised their hands when called upon as expected. The teacher called my name, and after I raised my hand I started to drift into my thoughts since I have time while the teacher finishes roll. I noticed that the seat next to me was empty. But I was told that this was a full class... Just as cliché as any moment can be, a sudden yelling could be heard from the hallway as soon as the teacher started to repeat a name. His name. Like the myth himself, he ran into the classroom, panting, looking as if he just figured out which room he was supposed to be in. The teacher, slightly annoyed by Mark's plead to be excused despite his tardiness. The teacher just rolled his eyes and with his pen pointed towards the class, motioning for him to pick a seat. He quickly moved over to the seat next to mine. Damn it. I mean, you can't really complain since it is the only empty seat. But still, sitting next to this kid for a whole year... With a window to my left, and Mark to my right... can I pick the window and jump yet? Damn you, Mark Tuan.

Mark POV

I was late to class since I forgot to check where the classroom was earlier and I was talking to a friend and lost track of time. I don't wanna be alone on this one so I hope Taehyung is late too... Curse you, V. Without thinking, I took the only open seat, and after settling in, I looked to see who was around me. Shit. Shit. Shit. I sit next to him? And for what I was told, for a year? I let out a long, breathy sigh... Oh well... at least I also have BamBam to my right. As I looked around the classroom to get myself familiar with everything, I noticed some people gave me smiles, and so I returned the gesture. My other friends were in this class too. Well, I pretty much expected it since they're smart. When I looked over at Jackson to my left, he glared at me. Now, someone tell me...WHAT EXACTLY DID I DO WRONG JUST NOW?! This was going to be a long year.

Author POV

Mark Tuan and Jackson Wang. Stuck in the same class for a whole year, as seat partners. Isn't that great?

Yet, there's something missing to all of this... Someone? Someones? Just, wait for it.

Jackson POV

My morning classes went by pretty quick and our teacher told us that he wouldn't give us homework for the first week except for some paperwork to give to our parents.

So, time for lunch. I went to go eat with Youngjae... I went to look for all of us but, well, more like our yet to be debut group of what I was told we would be called GOT7. But there was 6 of us... and one of them being, Mark Tuan. I get it. He is talented but the universe must hate me or something. But that didn't change the fact that we were still expecting, or more like waiting for, one more member.

I finally found all of them sitting together. All of them. I usually sit as far from him as possible but today... I was kind of tired of him, knowing that I'll have to sit next to him for the rest of my, what was supposed to be "last, fun year."

Yeah, yeah... sure maybe we were enemies for pretty stupid reasons but, what does that matter? We were just enemies. That was just what life decided to do. Besides, I'm better looking than him anyway...

Anyways, as I was taking my seat next to Youngjae, I realized that I didn't see Mark at the table. That's weird. He's usually never absent. And he was in class earlier today so it wasn't like he was even absent either. Where was that idiot? Now, don't get me wrong, I hate his guts to death but it just felt weird with just us 5.

"Hey Youngjae, where's Mark?" I asked. Youngjae seemed a bit taken aback by my question because everyone in our group knew how we hated eachother.

"Umm, I think I saw him walking towards the main library a couple of minutes ago. Why?" Youngjae replied, still confused from the question.

"No reason. It just feels weird without him here." I replied nonchalantly.

"AWWW. Hyung wants to see Mark? Maybe he's starting to like him." Yugyeom interupted with a cocky smile and suggestive eyebrows.

"I DO NOT. WE'RE ENEMIES. YOU KNOW THAT." I retorted.

"You know hyung, the first step is getting over denial. It's gonna show him how bad you want him." Yugyeom stated, cheekily.

"Yugyeom, do you like setting the date of your death certificate?" I questioned, getting pissed at this dongsaeng.

"Not as much as I like teasing you, hyung." Yugyeom smiled brightly.

"Woah. Jackson likes Mark? Cute. I ship it. Markson." BamBam decided to join.

"Not you, too." I sighed.

"YEAHHH! MARKSON! Sounds nice. But I claim role as creditor and creator of this ship." Yugyeom said with excitement filling up inside him. "Good job, BamBam. You've made a good choice by siding with me." They both screamed "EASYYYYY!!" At the top of their lungs. They're so annoying sometimes.

I looked over to JB and Youngjae, who were laughing their heads off. Especially Youngjae, but whatever. Thanks, 'leader.' Thanks a lot.

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So what do you guys think? This chapter wasn't too long but do you guys want the chapters longer or shorter? Idk how this turned out so I'd like to hear your opinions!