It was now our team against Hyeona's, and we're currently tied at 62 points.
Our game was becoming a bit intense and aggressive, since both teams were determined to win this competition.
Yerim was now sprinting toward the basket, fiercely dribbling as fast as she can in order to dodge the other players.
But suddenly, Yerim accidentally bumped into Hyeona, since she was busy fixing her hair and was completely careless of her surroundings.
The two of them forcefully falling onto the ground, Hyeona let out a loud scream of pain.
"My nail!" She dramatically shouted, referring to her now-chipped, decorative nails embedded with fake diamond and glitter.
"I'm so sorry Hyeona! Are you okay?" Yerim worriedly asked as she hurriedly ran to her side and stuck out a helping hand toward her, being that literal definition of good sportsmanship.
Furiously slapping Yerim's hand away as she hurriedly stood up and fixed her attire, Hyeona shot her a deadly glare with her fists tightly clenched.
"I'll make you pay for this." She threatened, violently stomping away as she exited the court.
"Alright, let's take a break." Our P.E teacher announced, letting out a disappointed sigh at Hyeona and her childlike behavior.
Rolling my eyes in frustration, I grabbed my water bottle from the ground and took a drink from it.
Suddenly, I felt this uncomfortable, intense stare on me from not so far away, causing me to gradually spin around to see what it was.
There stood Park Jimin with his chin in the palm of his hand, casually leaning on the basketball cart as he fondly gazed at me.
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"Hi Seoyeon." He cutely greeted, his charming eye-smile growing larger and brighter.
"H-Hey Jimin?" I awkwardly greeted back, confused at why he was even talking to me in the first place.
I mean, I had nothing against him.
It's just, we never spoke to each other.
He was one of my classmates that I never really interacted with before.
"I've always wanted to talk to you, but I was always a bit shy to." Jimin sheepishly stated as he nervously rubbed the back of his neck with his hand.
"What? Why?" I asked in bewilderment, confused at why he would be so reluctant in talking to me.
"Because, you're Jungkook's girlfriend." He casually said, causing my eyes to instantly grow larger from his unexpected statement.
