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"We should probably get to class, we don't want detention, do we?" Jimin says holding out his hand for me to take, which I gladly do, and we go to class.
Turns out, he goes to the class right in front of mine, so we'll be able to see each other every day. As I turn away to enter my classroom Jimin calls out my name. I face him again and, as soon as I do that, he engulfs me into a hug and slips his small hand in the hem of my skirt, which creeps me out a bit. But, in spite of that, I swear, he gives the best hugs I've ever received. When he pulls away, he grabs my shoulders, smiles slightly and whispers a shy 'thank you', before going into his classroom.
I stay there in slight shock for a good five minutes before the teacher Mrs. Yang comes down the corridor and asks me.
"Miss, what are you doing outside your class?" She's strangely in a good mood.
"Nothing, I... It's just that..." No words seem to want to roll off my tongue, so I just look down defeated and enter the classroom, which, weirdly, doesn't have a teacher and is full of raging and loud students. Thank Lord this free period is the only class I have with my only 4 friends.
Taking advantage of the situation, I tell them the Jimin Dance Story (lmao sounds like a TV show).
After fifteen short minutes of talking and describing what happened in detail, they look at me in absolute disbelief.
"Go ahead and ask him if you want to, but why the hell would I make something like this up?" I say laughing, and then I remember he put his hand in my waist right on top of the rolled up hem of my skirt. I put my hand inside my shirt next to the skirt and notice some kind of paper there. It'll probably be the tag but I pull it out anyways. "See, he gave me his phone number." I say after looking at what's written on the paper and smiling stupidly to myself, looking down and reenacting the scene in my head.
"Oh my god, Nari, you completely like him. Look at you, you've moved on from Sugeo gaejasig (Korean word for son of a bitch)." Taejoon says, smiling like the dummie he is.
"I don't like him!" I say, more like scream, hitting him playfully and my cheeks turning a bright bright red.
Right after this class is over, it's lunch time, which goes by quickly, just as the next and last two school hours of the week.
When I get out of the small square room after packing my things I see Noah waiting for me, as usual. I smile at him and we get going.
As soon as I throw the keys on the piece of furniture of the hall, Noah clicks his tongue twice to call me.
"Noah, I ain't a fucking dog." I say annoyed, going to my room and leaving my bag on the floor by the door. He looks at me like I just said the grossest thing ever.
"There's a party tonight. You should come. Suga'll be there." He says wiggling his eyebrows vigorously.
"Why are you so obsessed with Suga and I? Or just with Suga, I just don't get it, Noah. I don't want to forgive him. Well I do want to, I just can't, okay? I can't. So stop forcing me into situations I try my best to avoid." That's it. I exploded. I sit down on the solo couch and hide my head in my hands.
"Okay, Nari, I'm sorry that I want to see you happy again. You seem the happiest when you met him, and I know he broke your heart, but couldn't you give him a chance? But it's not like you have moved on from him, haven't you?" He says, smirking the last part, thinking I'd say no.
"For your information, I have moved on. With someone else." I scream in his face. "Oh, don't look so surprised, you saw it coming. And I'd give Suga another chance if he had apologize two years ago, not now. Can't you understand  that I really don't want nothing to do with a lying bastard?" I throw my ultimate tantrum and go to my room, on the verge of tears.

[Noah's P.O.V]

I need to hit someone, something.
After a while of cooling off, I go to Nari's bedroom and knock on her door. She doesn't open the door nor answer back. After a while of trying and getting no response and thinking she might've fell asleep, I start to worry something has happened to her. No. Please. The adrenaline rushing through my veins for thinking that makes me kick the door down. Shit. Why'd I do that? I wasn't thinking. I'll have to explain this later. I register her room up and down. No sign of her. Same goes for her bathroom. Nothing. FUCK! I swear to god, if I find her dead in a ditch I'm gonna break every single person she's been in contact with's necks. I swear.
I run out the door after taking my keys and look for her across the streets, asking all the people I come across if they have seen her. No one has. SHIT! I shouldn't have screamed at her. I think as I sit by the road and put my head between my hands, letting a few tears roll down. I've lost her. Yet again.

[Nari's P.O.V]

I can't take it no more. I'm sick of always end up screaming at Noah and him screaming at me. I need some air. I get changed into more comfortable clothes and leave through the window. Luckily, it's a small two store house, so I'm able to jump out of my window. I walk calmly through the beautiful and peaceful streets of the centre of Seoul, not paying attention to where I'm going, I just wanna get lost right now.
After walking around for about half an hour, I reach a really cute café surrounded by blooming cherry trees. Blooming in October? Weird. As I approach them I see they're fake trees, put there only to make the lovely environment cuter. I enter the coffee shop, decorated entirely in pastel pinks and blues, and order a strawberry milkshake. The barista calls me when my order is ready, I pay and he gives me a plastic glass with a little cat drawn in sharpie. I smile at him and leave.
Huh, the barista seemed oddly familiar. Weird.
After walking back to my neighborhood, I go to the school and sit by the football goal, looking at the boys play right across the field, taking little sips of my shake from the straw.
So many things have happened in this place in the last few years. Things so weird and unbelievable. Hahah, my life could actually turn out to be one of those reality TV shows.
Right when I'm about to leave after thinking too much and drinking too many strawberries, I decide I don't wanna go home just yet, so I get into the school.
I walk and walk around aimlessly, to some place I had never seen. I don't know why, but something just brought me here. As I keep wandering around the rooms, I see one that catches my eye. It has a beautiful black grand piano in it, its white and black keys luring me in. I've always loved the piano, to the point of learning it by myself, just like dancing. I creek the wooden door open and hear something I, 1) didn't expect to hear, and 2) shouldn't be hearing. Moaning and the wet sound of kissing. Who are they? Go in. I shouldn't. But you want to. But I can't. Go, say you didn't wanna interrupt. Again, my mind makes me do something I'm quite unsure about. I pop my head inside the small room and see two brown haired boys making out. They look somewhat familiar... They pull away from their heated kiss, only to smile and start up again, but in that short second I recognised the boy who was sitting on the other one. Jeon Jungkook. Jungkook is gay?! Oh, his stans are gonna be so very disappointed. I wonder who the other boy might be. Maybe he's some other member of BangTan, I've seen him very close to Taehyung, Noah's best friend. I'm 79 percent sure it's Taehyung. I keep watching, just to confirm if my suspicions are true (nothing dirty, I swear). Their kissing, running hands down their bodies, and pulling their hair doesn't seem to cease, but after all, it's nothing more than a heated make out session. I wanna know who he is so badly.
"Kookie. Are you sure you want this?" Mr. Mysterious boy says between kisses, to which Jungkook just nods eagerly, throwing his head back when his lover find his sweet spot. Moaning when he sucks on his skin, leaving a violaceous mark on it. Looking at him lovingly and lustfully when he takes his shirt off and caresses his toned torso, undoing his belt. Okay, time to go. You still wanna know who Mr. Mysterious is, don't you? Yeah, but I can't watch them have sex! Then don't, just listen. No, what the fuck, that'd be a total violation of their privacy. Like you haven't been doing that until rig-
"Oh, Taehyung." Jungkook moans between gasps. Yes!
"You know that you can not call me that right now. Now say my name." Taehyung's deep voice demands.
"I'm sorry, daddy."
"Now daddy's gonna punish you, for being such a bad boy." His voice full of lust echoes in my ears.

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Kinky, kinky Taehyung.