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"the sweetest happiness is the one we share."
-jacques delille

" -jacques delille

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"after thorough research and contemplation, i have come to the conclusion that i am indeed, a fucking genius."

"if you are the genius, please riddle me why i am the only one doing the work at the moment."

jungkook was in ap english with his friend avery. it had been ten minutes since their teacher had assigned a writing assignment based on an in-class reading they had done. the class had been tasked to produce an introduction plus body paragraph in which they developed an argument. it was something they had been doing since the beginning of the year. jungkook figures the teacher wanted to check their progress along the way. avery had checked out the first thirty seconds while claiming that english was not his strong suit and never would be. he was more of a "science guy" apparently. jungkook hadn't expected more or less from him. actually, at that moment, jungkook wished kendalle was there and she was his partner. that way he could be in avery's position and she would do everything. there was a reason why she was first in the class and he was not.

"i'm not talking about schoolwork jeon, i'm talking about ideas. i really think with the right resources, i could be like elon fucking musk or something."

"isn't elon musk kind of an asshole? wait so are you!"

"exactly jeon! now you are getting it!" avery exclaimed and patted jungkook on the shoulder with such force, his pen almost swerved off the paper from where he was writing. "no one's that rich and not an asshole. you can't get to be that rich without stepping on people, no matter how ethical you think you are."

jungkook could see the irony in avery's statement. he surprisingly had a very good grasp on billionaires and ethics. the irony was that he was on the, how would you say, the wrong side. jungkook wished kendalle was there. she could probably educate avery on his problematic beliefs.

avery kept talking but jungkook ignored him. he was partly focused on their assignment, only partly. it was another five minutes before jungkook put down his pen and looked over the rough draft. he could barely read his own handwriting but he figures his english teacher is used to it by now. jungkook shrugs to himself and writes his name and avery's at the top of the page. jungkook doesn't bother standing but instead stretches his hand over to her desk to slide his paper onto the pile. this was a benefit to sitting close to the front. jungkook pulled his out of the pocket of his jeans to see there was still ten minutes left in class. he sighs once he realizes avery is still talking. jungkook's attention is pulled from checking his instagram feed when he hears a familiar name.

"what'd you say?" jungkook's snapped his head up.

"are you back on earth or something? i asked you about your deal with kendalle." avery huffed, clearly annoyed that he was being ignored. he was quite the attention whore.

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