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Ji-Young's POV:

< 1 unread message from Annoying Jungkookie >

Annoying Jungkookie: Don't come over. I'm sick.


Me: But we need to practice.


Annoying Jungkookie: Baby, just don't come over. I don't want you sick too.


Me: But...


Annoying Jungkookie: But nothing. Unless it's your cute butt getting to school

Annoying Jungkookie: I'll practise alone.


Me: Okay.


Annoying Jungkookie: Good girl♥

Me: Shut up.


Annoying Jungkookie: What baby?


Me: I will actually kill you one day

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Annoying Jungkookie: You wouldn't kill me, would you babygirl xx

Annoying Jungkookie: ???


<changed name in contacts to: Pervert Jungkookie >


Pervert Jungkookie: Baby?

Pervert Jungkookie: Ji-Young?


Me: Yay. You got my name right.


Pervert Jungkookie: To me, you'll always be babygirl ♥


<You left the chat>


"Even with the flu, he's a fuckboy." I sighed, rolling my eyes to the point it was almost painful.

We had four days until the English presentation and I was shitting myself. It was on Friday and today was Monday. Jungkook has been sick for the past two days and had told me not to come over so I didn't catch whatever he had. But at this point, I was past caring. I'd made porridge, always good when you're sick. After school, instead of walking home with Jin, I walked in the opposite direction. Taehyung walked me most of the way as apparently a girl should never walk alone. What a sweetheart. Why am I so whipped for this boy!

I knocked once. No answer. I knocked a second time. Still no answer. I knocked a third time and once again no answer. Maybe he isn't sick. Maybe he has a girl over or something. Maybe he had family stuff. I turned around to leave before the door creaked open. 

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