finessed | jinsoo (discontinued)

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CHAPTER FIFTEEN

                "YAH KIM JISOO!" Suga bellowed from across the field. "Just, what in the god damn world do you think you're doing?"

                Startled, Jisoo instantly let go of the bong as if the thing had burnt her veins by penetrating through her skin, allowing it to tumble carelessly on the ground. Taehyun let out a girly shriek as he watched his precious bong get smothered all over in dirt.

                Jisoo ignored his cries and complaints, her main focus on the intimidating boy charging towards her like a fast-moving train. "Shit, shit!" Jisoo cussed and started grabbing all her stuff at one go, desperate to escape Suga's clutches and incessant questioning. "I'm sorry. This has been nice and all, Taehyun but as you can see, I really gotta skedaddle," she rushed her words, watching in panic as Suga's blurry figure started to become clearer and clearer as he approached them with heavy stomps. "See you around if I end up miraculously alive by the end of the day!" and then she zoomed off, leaving a speck of dust as a mere evidence of her presence.

               "Yah, wait for me!" he screamed out after Jisoo, snatching his sling bag and his bong off the ground. "You can't just leave me alone to face the lion!" he followed suit, leaving a trail after him.

                As Jisoo turned into a corner, she tilted her head behind to check whether Suga was still following her footsteps and realized that the only person trailing after her was Taehyun. Why he decided to follow her, Jisoo had no idea. Suga was still far behind, but that didn't mean he couldn't catch up. Pissing Suga off would be like asking for an early demise. She would never want to willingly earn herself a confrontation with a person as scary as him.

                Jisoo's sports shoe made squeaky noises as she ran as if she was in a marathon, as if there wasn't an ongoing concert where there were professional scouts looking out for talent on stage just a few corridors down. The only time she decided to turn her head forward to check which direction she was particularly heading to, was the only time the realized she was about to bang against another person's chest. "Oomf!" she heaved out before her face got painstakingly squashed by the muscled board who was blocking her path to freedom.

                She squeezed her eyes shut while grabbing onto her nose as she staggered backward. "Ow," she silently whined. Fortunately, her fall was neglected as Taehyun accidentally banged against her back whilst he was trying to skidder to a stop. Jisoo felt her heart lurch for the second time in the span of mere seconds, the first being the moment she banged against Jin on her front. Speaking of which, who immediately narrowed his eyes the instant his eyes landed on Taehyun's arms that were tangled around Jisoo's body in order to halt his own acceleration.

                "Howdy, Kim Seokjin," Jisoo gave him a smile as she clutched her nose awkwardly. "What are you up to?"

                "What am I up to?" Jin repeated as he snatched his arms away from Irene's grip, asking the girl with a bewildered expression. "Why the hell do you need to know what I'm up to when your own fricken nose is bleeding, stupid girl?" He snatched Jisoo's arms away from Taehyun's grip. "Come here," he mumbled softly as he dragged Jisoo towards the nearest female washroom, leaving Irene and Taehyun at their previous spot without an explanation.

                "Hey, don't be so rough on the arms." Jisoo scowled as they walked in a rapid pace. There were thousands of questions burning inside her head, like why he chose to sing with Irene when he knew of her mean attitude towards Jisoo, or why he decided it to be a surprise performance. Maybe he finally found someone cooler and prettier than her to be his best friend. Someone different. But Jisoo decided to prolong herself from asking those questions, making the atmosphere even more awkward than it already is. Or maybe it was just her. "It's not that deep, you know."