×IN LOVE WITH A MURDERER×

//TWO//

I waited for Taehyung to get dressed to go to school. And we left.

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As soon as I entered the school, I began to see many new faces, it seemed that the exchange students had already arrived.

Taehyung and I went through different paths, since we had different classrooms.

On the way I collided with someone.

- Oh! - I fell on the floor. Then looked up, and found a boy who apparently was my age, he was quite tall and handsome.

The boy got up quickly, and helped me up.

-Are you ok?

-Eh, yeah, thank you, I mean, sorry, I'm a little clumsy, haha- the boy looked at me like I was crazy, ¿had I said something strange?

-Goodbye- he said. And he left as if nothing just happened.

«How rude» I thought.

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Upon entering class, I saw the same guy sitting in MY seat. I approached him.

-Excuse me, this is my seat.- I crossed my arms.

-Well, put yourself in another one, I arrived here before.- I already hated him.

I went like a fool to another seat. Great, now I couldn't talk to Jungkook in class anymore.

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Class ended. All the new students showed themselves up, even the boy who was so rude with me, apparently called Jun.

Jungkook approached me at the end of the class.

-What's wrong? You have a wistful face- I looked at him rage, and left the classroom. He persecuted me.

- Do you know the new guy? The one who has sat next to me.- I nodded.

-He's so strange, he doesn't speak that much...- I was about to tell him about the conversation we had earlier, but I preferred to keep quiet.

-Look, there are the boys- we aproached the others, as we always do in the breaks.

We were talking until the recess was over, leaving aside the subject of the new guy.

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After finishing classes, I went to my place of work, a humble cafeteria.

While working, I found a familiar face at one of the tables. It was Jun, the new boy. Is this guy everywhere? I approached him, he is a client anyway, I couldn't ignore him.

-Hello, what do you want to eat?- He looked away from his phone.

-A bit of your time? - I looked away from the notebook and directed my gaze to him.

-What do you mean?

-When you finish working... Can I talk to you?