[✔] Magic // MYG

18. Fever?

Just like that I'm sitting in class again.
Ugh, I hate Monday's.
You ask how my "date" with Yoongi went?

Well... it wasn't that bad...Hahahahah.

So at first it was fine, right.
We talked, had ice cream and walked around the zoo.
But then we kind of started to get savage with each other and make fun of the other one.
Actually, it wasn't that bad.
It was kind of fun to make him look stupid all the time.

ANYWAYS.

I'm really bored to death in this class.
Namjoon, who is sitting in front of me, leaned back and places his head on my desk.
What does he think he is doing?
Ugh, too much of a hassle.
I started to poke his head with my pencil.
I'm really bored.

Someone slapped my arm and I turned.
"What was that for, Jane?!" I whisper yelled.

"What do you think you're doing to him?!" She looked terrified at Namjoon. "Don't get on his bad side."

"Pff. Don't worry about it." I scoffed and went back to poking his head.

Namjoon tried to swat my pencil away but gave up and sighed.
Jane gasped as she saw that he didn't really do anything about it.

Well, I guess we all got a bit more friendlier with each other after yesterday evening.
After the game night, that is.
We played a lot of games and laughed a lot.

I guess they aren't that bad.

Yoongi's p.o.v.

Here I am, sitting in my class.
Suddenly the teacher walked in with a stack of papers.
Her high-heeled boots made those loud uncomfortable sounds.

"Okay students. I corrected all your tests and I'm very surprised by the outcome!" She announced with a happy face.

I snorted. By what is she surprised?

"We have a person who got all points!" She chuckled as she went through the papers. "And I still can't believe who that person is."

"Pff. What nerd got all points on that shit?" I leaned my head on my hand and looked at the teacher.

"And the person is..." she pulled out a test. "...Min Yoongi!"

"Wait...me nerd?" I looked up with wide eyes. The fuck?

"I'm really surprised! How were you able to go from 0 to 100?!" The teacher came up and placed the test onto my desk with a smile plastered on her face.

"Uh...luck...I guess?" I furrowed my brows as I looked at the handwriting. Well it was definitely not mine.

...

Hyoju nerd.

Hyoju's p.o.v.

The bell rang and I stood up, packing up my things.

Suddenly the door got slammed open and a kind of, angry Yoongi stood in the door.
His gaze dropped on me and he pointed a finger at me.

"Hyoju...what did you do?" Jane asked me, terrified.

"I don't know." I chuckled softly, hiding my nervousness.

Yoongi started to come up to me with fast steps. I pushed Namjoon in front of me.

"Buy me time, big boy." I chuckled and ran off, when I looked back, Namjoon was holding Yoongi back with a laugh.

Such a good friend he is.
Wait...
Friend?

Anyways, very nice that this was my last class.
Means that I'll run over to the old gym.
Means that Yoongi will know where to find me.

I laughed at myself.
Why am I running away?
Why was I asking Namjoon for help?

This is ridiculous.

Ridiculously funny.

After some more running and squeezing through masses of students I arrived at my destination, the couch in the gym.

Not long after, the door got slammed open again, revealing an angry Yoongi with an amused Namjoon.

"Your friend was so shocked after you ran out." Namjoon laughed and slumped down on a bench.

"Most certainly because of the rumors about you guys." I laughed along with him.

"That's not the issue right now." Yoongi interrupted and dumped his body next to mine on the couch.

"What is it, Mr grumpy old cat?" I turned to look at him.

"Why did you get a 100 on my test?" His eyebrows knitted together. "I told you to just write a passing grade..."

"You know, if I do something I do it right." I tilted my head. "And the better your test, the better will be your grade at the end." I tilted my head to the other side. "And I won't take a test for you again."
I smiled brightly.

"That's the problem. The next time I take the test she'll think that I cheated on this one." He ruffled his fluffy hair.

The longer I stared at his hair the more I realize that his roots are starting to come back. Under that mint head hides a midnight black.

"You did cheat, to be honest." Namjoon said snapping his fingers.

"Namjoon." Yoongi clicked his tongue.

"Yeah?" He tilted his head.

"Shut up." Yoongi swiped his hand through his hair and looked back at me.
He got a bit startled as my hand touched his hair.

"What are you doing?" He asked, looking into my eyes.

"Why did you color your hair?" I played a little bit with it. "I think black suits you more..."

A red flush appeared on his ears which disappeared as fast as it came. "I wanted to and I don't really plan on dying it again." He averted my eyes now.

"You definitely should leave them black." I smiled at him and retreated my hand.
I stood up and slapped the nonexistent dust from my skirt.
"Anyways, I have to do my homework now."

"Still a nerd I see." Yoongi scoffed.

"Can't lose my title, can I?" I shot him a wink and I could swear his ears got redder.

Does he have a fever?

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A/N: small question.

Why did I make her so dumb when it comes to love?