"She's so skinny we could tie her to a flag pole and she could blow in the wind for hours." Nari scoffed and rolled her eyes at me as she played with the end of her fuzzy pen.
It was a free period in my classroom. It was intended for the use of studying, but only a few select kids actually followed through with that. And those that did chose to study, quickly reconsidered their decision due to the amount of noise in the small rooms.
Some girls would do eachother's hair with enough tools to start their own hair salon. When the teachers weren't looking, they would sneak in a touch up of the almost unnoticeable makeup they weren't allowed to have on. The teachers should have known some of the students would never give up their lip tint or cushion foundation.
The rest of the students mainly just chatted or played games on their phones or even sometimes kids would bring in cards. We only had less than an hour in this period, so everyone tried to cram in as many updates to their friends as they could. Even if it was as little as what they ate for dinner last night.
In this case, we were talking about Bomi's most recent post. Last night, just half an hour after I posted my post, Bomi had posted a much more revealing picture. She posed in a crop top and short shorts in front of her body mirror. It was clear she wasn't even trying to show off her face, rather the body that I envyed.
She got what she was looking for, Jungkook's attention. A like and a comment that was more meaningful than mine. This made me forget all about the sweetness of his comment and replace it with pure hatred once again. He was just a player. He cared more about a body than a face. He was making me this way. I was sick and it was all his fault.
"She's such a slut that she can't even show her hideous pig face in a photo, running from the fact that he doesn't even like her for her face. He likes her for her body. She only got his attention because she throws up everything she eats. But he's such a boy that he doesn't understand what it's like." I mumbled furiously under my breath as I stabbed the end of my pen into my notebook that laid under my elbow, a game of tic-tac-toe laying on the clean paper.
I glanced up with a frown and noticed Nari's shock as she sat dumbfounded in silence for a good minute. Finally, she spoke up and a grin formed on her face very slowly.
"That's true." She finally spoke in a more quiet and less enthusiastic tone. I could tell she was confused on what I was talking about and who I was talking about but I didn't shed any light on the statement. Her grin was hesitant and almost worried. I turned my head and looked at Eunyeong's empty chair in silence while I waited for Nari to take her turn on the messy tic-tac-toe board.
As I watched a form slide into her chair my eyes lit up and I looked to face the person only to be filled with disappointment at the sight of Jimin's smiling face. I rolled my eyes and looked down at my board as Nari's pen hovered over the paper.
"Damn, that stings." His voice rang from next to me as he scooched his chair next to mine, looking over my shoulder and onto the ink covered paper as if trying to decode it.
"Why are you here? Go back to your weird friend, Jungkook." I hissed as I watched Nari mark an "X" on her spot before adverting her gaze to watch Jimin in confusion. He rarely talked to us. Me and Jimin had an odd relationship. We could be considered friends, but we barely talked. When we did talk, we bragged about each other's lives or accomplishments. Though there were times when we could be friendly to one another. We were mainly in a competitive relationship.
"Weird? If he's so weird than why do you stare at him like you want him to be your baby daddy?" Jimin cooed with a smirk on his face as he nudged me.
"God, you're almost as bad as Nari."
"Hey!" Nari exclaimed and pouted, my pen marking an "O" on the sheet so Nari would be distracted by the game rather than me and Jimin.
"Jungkook wanted me to give you this." He said calmly and slid a sheet of paper to me and under my arm. I lifted my arm to pick it up, my eyes turning to Jungkook's seat where he sat on his phone alone, continuing to take random glances up at me. As soon as he noticed I was staring, he would look away, causing me to scoff in disbelief. I turned to the paper, not even looking inside as my hands tore the folded sheet in half. Then in the other direction.
Jimin looked at me in shock and Nari glanced up with wide eyes full of confusion. I took one last glance at Jungkook, searching for his wide doe eyes ridden with wonder. He appeared to still be glancing at his phone, so I figured he must not have seen. My brown orbs shifted towards Jimin's and saw an unchanged expression of shock.
"You" He started. "You're not even going to read it?" He stuttered quietly. I had never seen him so shocked before, I almost felt a little guilty for what I had done. I simply shook my head.
"If he can't tell me whatever it is he needs to say personally, he's a coward." I said harshly, still blinded by the hate for the Jungkook in my imagination.
"I'll tell him you said no then." He whispered, standing as he grabbed the chair and pushed it into the empty desk. I couldn't help but watch from my hair that covered my face like a curtain, in an attempt to hide my stares. My hand went to my chin as I hid the pieces of the destroyed note under my elbow.
Jimin approached him cautiously and when he sat in the desk that was vertical to his, I could see his face clearly plastered with pity as he spoke to him. I couldn't read his lips. I could only make out the word "no". He seemed to stare at Jungkook with a hesitant look in his eyes, almost as if he didn't want to tell him that I had denied his letter.
Soon, Jungkook's shocked eyes met mine. I could see the hint of disappointment in them before I quickly looked away and cleared my throat, hiding my face with my hand. Nari, on the other hand, was no subtle at all as she twisted her head to get a better look. My free hand hit her arm to snap her away.
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My feet carefully and quietly carried my hesitant and cautious body into the empty classroom. The clock read one hour after class had ended. One hour after I began to regret my decision. My head went back and forth. Part of me kept repeating how much he deserved it. How the note was probably a cowardly booty call. The other part repeating his words over and over to convince the stubborn side.
I think it's adorable.
It took over me and by now my feet were trying not to make too much noise to signal my presence as I entered the dim room. The faint light outside providing enough light for me to view my target. I could only hope they didn't clean the room just yet.
The chairs were not up, and I sighed in relief as I ran to the back of the class to my empty seat. My shaking fingers picked up the pieces of the note that had fallen onto the cold and hard floor. As I lifted each piece, I placed them on the desk and unfolded each and every piece. I was thankful there were only four pieces of my mistake. My hands went to place them together in the correct positions as I read the note carefully.
Some students are throwing me a welcoming party into the school. I would feel much more comfortable if you were there with me.
I know you don't know me well, but I want to know you better.
I hope you accept my offer!
We will be going for dinner in Gangnam, but I will text you the address if you accept.
Hopefully I will see you then!
-Jungkook
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Thinspo {j.j.k.}
Fanfic"He likes thin girls" Rose was a normal and happy girl, but she was always easily influenced. She never had many problems with her weight before she was introduced to a new yet popular student. Word spread across the school that he likes thin girls...
