Seducing Jeon Jungkook

School (and other characters)

"hey" i say to Namjoon

he doesn't say anything, just stares back at me with the same puzzled expression on his face.

I know what he's thinking, and he's completely justified to think that way. It's only been two weeks since we broke up and anyway, 2 weeks seems like 2 days nowadays.

and when you break up with a girl you liked a lot and see her flirting gently as she sits on a random older guy's lap on a bus at 7 am in the morning on the way to school, trust me, the feelings that emit are not positive.

"WHAT the HELL, yeri?"he asks, trying to keep his voice calm and looking around if anyone's noticed. He sits on the seat in front of me and turns around to face me. "it's not what it looks...no wait, it is" I say. "Listen I'm sorry Kim Namjoon, but it honestly happened by accident. I fell on him when the brakes screeched."

"No, do you think I'm stupid? You would have fallen on this man instead" he said, gesturing towards the old man.

"no, he came later."

"still, what were you thinking? And what if people saw? People would say things in school" he said, demanding an answer.

What was that? Did I feel a butterfly?

I mean, it kind of sounded like he cared...

"Well, what do you care? You're the one who broke up with me so this shouldn't matter to you. And people say things anyway."

I felt the old man sneer.

Seriously?

I got dumped by a guy, it's not that bad. 

"I'm caring about you as you are a high school student like me. Stop making everything about yourself" he said, turning around.

"And you're the reason for the break up. I just ended the dead relationship" he said.

whatever.

we reach school, walking together. "oh, are you guys together again? Didn't see that coming" chimes Hoseok. We ignore him.

I used to have a crush on Hoseok since I was in seventh grade. He used to make me laugh and tag me in these memes that Namjoon would never understand. Namjoon was always insecure of him, but I assured him I didn't like Hoseok anymore. and I didn't, i guess.

my phone vibrates. it's my boy, Suga! Namjoon peers distantly into my phone. He doesn't like Suga.

And he has his reasons.

Suga and I have a deal. Like a partnership, or a business. But we keep it low-key and shrug it off like it's a hobby or a past time.

We steal.

But we aren't bad people. We only steal from the bad- the robbers, the corrupt, the criminals- and the gangsters.

"you up?" says the text.

of course, only Suga could text that at this time. He's in the same year as us but it's a rare sight to see him in school. A lot of girls think he's hot that's why they're always jealous of me that I get to meet him a lot, more than anyone in this school.

Even I thought Suga was this cool and mysterious guy but once I got to know him I realized he was a total dork on the inside.

But even now although we're close, he remains quiet and a bit 'inactive' as he calls it.

I say he's just plain lazy.

I chuckle. "wassup bro" I text him back.

"7:00, my place, try not to look like you're 25 or older"

I frown. Seriously, Min Yoongi?

I'm 18 for god's sake.

To any other person, this would seem like a weird date message. But it's not. 

Only Suga, Namjoon and I know about what the two of us do.

Before you judge me, I'm not a materialistic girl. And i don't even make out with any of these people we rob, let alone having sex. All I have to do is play the classic James Bond girl move- seduce them and then Suga takes care of the rest.

I don't even do it for money or anything. I'm just helping Suga out, and I only take 40% of what we get. I only do it for the fun.

It's fun to see guys drool like that. Given all the money, authority and responsibility they have, you think they would know  better.  But they don't.