smoke | kim taehyung

C h a p t e r 1 6 - K i m

I gazed at the back of the 'Jisung' student's head for maybe the whole lecture as Mr Wu talked about why social studies were important and the history of a nation.

He also mentioned that we would be joining another class to go swimming and be taught by a woman he knew because it helped in social communicating or something like that.

But he ranted on about the woman who would be teaching us too much and I just felt that we were going swimming because he liked her or something.

And it bored me to death...

Then after a while, Jisung put up his hand, asking to be excused to the bathroom.

I took a glance at Sana who was doodling in her copy but it was with the pen she had took from my pencil case earlier and it reminded me of the condom incident and all I wanted right now was Jungkook.

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The guy soon returned and I watched as he sat back down without a care of how long he was gone until the bell finally rang.

The students started leaving the classroom impatiently but the teacher asked me to stay behind with Jisung.

And I was confused why...

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"So y/n, since there was a sudden change in the number of students in this class since Jisung is new here." He proceeded.

"And you're the only one in this class who got school accommodation here for an apartment for one person, we were wondering if Jisung could be your roommate until we sort out um, another apartment for him to live in which might not take longer than 2 weeks perhaps"

I reluctantly nodded my head in understanding but Jisung spoke, "Isn't there anyone else I can room with?" He sounded uninterested in the idea.

"Unless you want to room crowded with people, I suggest you go with y/n and make it manageable" the teacher suggested and He sighed.

"Fine, I'll room with her, I don't mind..."

The teacher nodded in agreement to his decision and he left the classroom leaving us two there.

"Where's the apartment?" He asked and I gave him a small smile.

"I can show you when classes are over, Jisung," I said politely, taking out a piece of paper and writing something on it, giving it to him. "Here's the number for the apartment if you want to go there by yourself, but if you can't find it, my phone number's underneath"

"Thanks..." He said with a bit of understanding.

Then we both bent to pick the school bags  that were placed in front of us and for some reason, I could smell a hint of smoke with a strong manly perfume put over it from Jisung, like he was trying to cover the smoke scent, that when he asked the teacher to be excused, he went for a smoke instead and he didn't want anyone to know about it.