➳The Wolf Hour ¦ jjk #wattys2018

001

"What am I going to do you with you two? Ms. Lee Chae and Mr. Jeon Jungkook" The principal sighed, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "She started it" Jungkook scoffed knitting his eyebrows. "Oh please, you did" I rolled my eyes. "Keep rolling your eyes, I bet you'll finally find your brain back there" he spat, glaring at me.

"At least I have one" I countered, sticking my tongue out. "Why you" he hissed, making an eye poking motion towards me.

"Enough!" The principle slammed his hands down onto his desk, having enough of our bickering. His face was the color of an over-ripe tomato, red as a brick. His normal wide, emotionless  eyes were squinting meanly the pupils  developing a tic. It seemed his eyes looked like they might pop out as his fists clenched. The calm, sturdy manufactured was replaced with a hard edge as he shouted venomously. It's like you could see a boiling teapot in replace of his head—smoke fuming from his head.

Startled by the sudden cracking noise I stayed quiet and raised my posture. My body upright and rigid like a sergeant major. "Can you stop fighting like it's your religion?" His backbone seemed to have all the willpower of a dead snake, he sagged, he drooped, he slouched. The principle was as erect as a plate of jello.

"I can, he can't" I stated cockily, just a small pouting of the lips; a narrowing of the eyes and a tilting of the head to set Jungkook off. "I can too!" He curled his hands into a ball, a small bite to the lips. "Just enough! Go to your class" the principle groaned with a sigh while rubbing his temples, shooing us two off.

"It's your fault" he raised his hand for a slapping motion. "Defiantly yours" I responded flipping my hair.

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'Midnight hair, ear, and tails' Jungkook mumbled quietly, not even audible. "You coming you idiot?" You cocked your head easing an eyebrow.

"Why are you even waiting for me Lee Chae" he took his bottom lip between his teeth, scolding you.

"Hmph" you shrugged, crossing your arms. You continued to walk, picking up your pace to distance yourself.

"Aish, you have such a short temper" Jungkook rubbed his neck, skimming his hand through his red-brown hair that faded into black at the roots of his hair.

He looked back up to your walking figure and skimmed his tongue on the bottom of his lip.

'She seems, familiar'

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Word count: 428 words
Edited by jungfuqq