Often | JJK

四

[red alarm and red hair]

I was feeling  incredibly stupid.

I didn't know how long I was looking for him in the huge building just to give him a stupid box that was most probably the most needlessly thing on earth. But Taehyung's words were clear.

"It is a matter of life or death, it depends on you."

This was his secret weapon, which was to make people feel important.

But after I told him, that if that would have been that important, he'd have move his ass back home to take it by himself, he started to get on his knees, begging me to do that favor.

Jeongguk was absolutely one of the persons I wanted to avoid in the school and free time. He was unreliable, cocky and arrogantly confident and he did never miss the opportunity to irritate the persons around him. But the worst was actually, that instead of collecting books or model cars, he collected empty packages of already consumed cigarettes, selecting them in an alphabetical order, moreover in a wrong way.

But I found myself in school at lunch break, looking for a cheeky smirk and messy wavy brown hair.

I looked in every corner of the school, having no lead where he was hiding so I started to take into consideration, that there were the possibility he skipped school.

The last room on my list that was left, was actually the cafeteria, where the most students stood at break time.

But too busy to think about a way I could tell Taehyung about my failed mission, I bumbed against something hard, that wasn't the chest of a boy but the back of girl.

Inappropriate heels covered her feet, while the massive amount of cosmetic products didn't let her skin breath.

But the problem was actually, that her décolleté was by now covered with the food that was previously on the plate on her hands and at the moment she turned around to look down at me with a shocked and threatening expression, I knew that I was the cause.

I laid immediately both of my hands over my mouth in a dopey way, but every single breath I took, seemed to infuriate her just more.

In the few seconds I took action by mistake, every single eyes were on us, letting out their mouths a loud "ooh", wanting the situation to escalate.

What better thing, than watching the new girl getting hit by another one.

"What the fuck fucking bitch!"

I whispered a low "sorry", taking few tissues very fast from my bag, but it wasn't obviously enough for her, that she threw them powerfully on the floor.

"Are you fucking serious?!"

She had fire in the eyes, most probably not for the wasted money and food, but for the humiliation she got by making a big thing from it. So basically the only way to make it less bad for her, was to humiliate me.

I took a step backwards, when she dangerously came closer to me.

"It was by mistake-"

She didn't let me end up my sentence, that she pushed me.

"Do you want to see me tearing your fucking hair out one by one little slut?"