My Teacher | p.jm ✔️

7- Getting Over Him

"Okay, now tell me." Jungkook looked worried.

I looked at him and bit my bottom lip, suddenly not wanting to tell him. He slightly nodded his head with a soft smile as if saying "you can tell me,".

"It's Mr.Park. He said that he doesn't want to see me anymore, that's all." I said looking away.

For a moment he was quiet, probably unsure of what to say.

"Areum, you can cry if you want to." He said softly, noticing the tears clouded on my eyes.

"I don't w-want to cry," I looked up so my tears don't fall down.

"I think someone needs a hug~" Jungkook smiled.

"No." I tried not to smile.

"Ah, was that a smile?" Jungkook grinned.

"No," I said blankly.

"Come on, you know my hugs are the best in the world," Jungkook said.

"Any girl would be dying to be in your position you know. You get to hug this sexy beast" Jungkook chuckled pointing at himself.

I looked at him and laughed. "Sexy Beast?"

"You know it~" Jungkook wiggled his arms with a big grin.

"You're so weird." I laughed.

"The offer to hug me is only up for 10 more seconds" Jungkook smirked opening his arms.

I looked around the hallway to see if anyone was there and then looked at him with a smile. I wrapped my arms around shoulders. He squished me tightly.

"See that? I'm an excellent hugger." Jungkook said.
"You feel better don't you?"

"Okay, okay fine. Let's go to class." I tried pushing him away.

He wouldn't budge. "No, I don't want to," he said, burying his face in the crook of my neck.

"If people see us they'll get the wrong idea." I laughed softly.

"So what?" I could hear the boyish smirk in his voice.

I slapped his back and he let go, laughing. "Okay sorry,"

"Come on, back to class." I smiled.

When we entered the classroom, Mr.Park glanced at us and looked away silently, choosing not to question anything.

I glanced at Mr.Park and pursed my lips together. He was smiling radiantly as usual while talking to one of my classmates. I just continued doodling on my paper.

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Jimin's;
I felt like shit. I know my words hurt Areum, it was written all over her face despite the smile she forced. I knew that it really wasn't okay for us to be as— uh.. buddy buddy, but stupidly, I couldn't help it. She was so interesting.

So then what happened? Why did I tell her hurtful words? Miyoung happened.

During my lunch break, I headed over to Seokjin's restaurant and sat down at my usual table, eating my usual order. Unusually, there was a certain somebody racing through my mind.

Areum.

I wanted to know more about her. Like, what's her hobbies? How is she like at home? Does she have any habits? I wanted to know what goes on in her head when her cheeks become pink and her eyes dodge mine.

Breaking my train of thoughts, Miyoung approached me. I mentally rolled my eyes.

"Jimin, we need to talk." She said with an unreadable facial expression.