note to self | vrene

kim taehyung

4pm. by the time i realized it, school was already over.

that meant that we'll be exchanging our notebooks today as planned. and that also meant that this will be the last time, as promised.

"hey taehyung, let's go. they're waiting." yoongi came up to me with his bag slung on his shoulder already. he pointed outside of our classroom, and i was surprised to see jimin and namjoon peeping by the doorway, calling us out.

i just remembered. we were supposed to go home together today.

"ah. yoongi, i have to meet up with joohyun for a bit. it will only take a few minutes. do you guys mind?"

"nah. take your time." i took a deep breath before standing up from my seat, but i guess he noticed the tension i was feeling.

"hurry up and do what you have to do." yoongi patted my arm and i simply nodded as response.

we both walked out of our classroom, and i told the other two that i needed to stop by 4a's to briefly meet joohyun.

all of us walked through the hallway, and people kept on staring. i can't help but think like were some lame version of the f4. pft.

we reached 4a's classroom, but i couldn't even muster up the courage to call her out. not even having the strength to move my own feet, that seemed to be glued on the ground.

"excuse me, is kang seulgi here?" our jaws dropped when jimin casually asked the girls from class 4a on his girlfriend's whereabouts.

"is wendy here?" but i fell into more deep confusion and dismay when yoongi looked for his.

these bastards. they also had ulterior motives from the beginning, didn't they?

"oh. yoongi! what are you doing here?" wendy asked, rushing outside the classroom to greet us. the two talked for a bit, and thanks to yoongi, wendy got the gist of what was currently happening.

"joohyunie? she actually left in a hurry, with seulgi. i'm having a student council meeting so i couldn't go. but from what i remember, i think they're going downtown?" wendy kindly explained.

but hearing that, even these guys with me figured out what was going on. all of us became silent, and the atmosphere rapidly became awkward.

"i can ask them where they are if you want me to." wendy grabbed her phone out, but i politely declined.

"i see. something must've happened between you two huh?" she asked, making me nervous all of the sudden.

"y-you got the wrong idea!" i internally facepalmed for stammering.

"you don't have to deny it. joohyun wouldn't tell me, nor seulgi anything. but i was 100% sure it was boy problems." she giggled, smiling genuinely at me.

"she may be stubborn sometimes, but please don't give up on her yet. i'm cheering you on!" my eyes widened at her encouraging words.

yoongi, your girlfriend is an angel sent from above. too bad you're satan's descendant you bastard. i mindlessly nodded, while i was preoccupied with my thoughts.

"wendy, what time does your meeting end?" i came back to my senses when yoongi suddenly asked, surprising all four of us with the abrupt question.

"huh?ㅡoh my! i need to go! it'll be done at 4:30!" she enthusiastically replied while jogging in place; preparing to leave.

"is that so? then i'll be waiting for you at the front gate."

"haa? but we wereㅡ" jimin was about to object so namjoon and i just quickly grabbed him pinned him down and shut him up.

"are you sure yoongi?"

"i'm sure. now go on, or you'll be late ms. president." wendy flinched and smiled innocently.

"i won't be late. they'll just be early. ehe~ see you!" she waved goodbye to us and quickly made her way to where she was supposed to be.

"but we were going home together!" jimin yelled as soon as he got the chance to. but yoongi stayed firm with what he said. "i know that we are. but since seulgi and joohyun left ahead, we're also going home with wendy."

"really? you just want to go home with your girlfriend. you softie." namjoon chuckled, seeing as how yoongi turned red from letting us witness that caring side of him.

"shut up and get yourself a girlfriend namjoon."

"hey now, be quiet. that topic is sensitive at the moment."

"oh. sorry taehyung."

ha! i scoffed and glared at the three retards, bitterly smiling at the sarcasm and the half-assed sincerity.

"fuck you guys."