It's A Fine Line

23: Beep

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked Jungkook, going a few decibels higher in my pitch as the intensity of how offended I felt increased.

It was only the third week of our friendship being official yet we already hit a rough patch due to Jungkook's idiocy.

"Nothing! You just don't look like the dancing type."

"Oh. So there's a type, now? What, am I too fat to be a dancer? Or am I not pretty enough to be seen on stage?"

"No no no," Jungkook said and shook his head almost in a panic.

"Then what?"

"It's just that I've always seen you with books and I just assumed that school and learning was the only thing you had time for."

I tried to calm down and I did ever so slightly. I understood his point of view and I really didn't want to fight. I was about to let the matter go but Jungkook stupidly decided to continue speaking.

"I just didn't think you had a life outside of school." As the words left his mouth I could see the regret in his eyes. But I didn't care much for the regret because I was absolutely livid.

"Oh. So basically You're saying I don't have a life."

"That's not what I meant," he said smacking his forehead.

Maybe if he smacked harder he'd wake up his brain.

"You know what I don't want to even speak to you," I said gathering my things.

He tried to stop me from leaving but I paid no attention to him and I left the library with my pride and stubbornness intact.
I didn't think the tutoring session would go so down hill. We were taking a break and just having a regular conversation when Jungkook made mention of how hard it was for him to believe I used to dance. I left the library in one of the worst moods I'd ever been in but that's what I get for assuming a boy won't say something dumb in the span of a few hours.
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Today would be my second day of ignoring Jungkook. I hadn't started any conversations neither did I respond when he started one. I didn't even give him a nod of acknowledgment.

It was Wednesday so that meant another tutoring session. I couldn't possibly ignore him during the session but I would make sure all the conversations were professional and brief.

Unlike other tutoring days, I didn't go with Jungkook to the library. This time I left school without him. I messaged him to meet me there.
The reason for my wish to not travel with him was that I didn't want to spend an unnecessary amount of time with him. Not even a few seconds extra.

Was I being petty?
Yes.
Did I care?
No.

I arrived at the library earlier than Jungkook. Instead of twiddling my thumbs while I waited for him I visited the bookshelves after putting my bag down.

After finding my favourite book I sat down and read.

I was so preoccupied with the world the author created that I didn't notice the new presence across from me.

"Sorry. Did I make you wait long?" He asked.

"No."

"I was speaking to Hobi hyung about-"

"I don't care. Take your work out."

"Senthu, I already apologised. Twice. Don't give me the cold shoulder."

I remained quiet, not answering. I didn't even spare him a glance as I looked down at my book.

"You can't seriously still be mad at me."