Cupid's Bow [Completed]

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Jiyeon

Jungkook was holding out firm. His ignorance was prominent today. Early this morning he made a few post on Instagram clearly targeted towards me. He obviously had a message to send. He likes me but he's still pissed. This was clearly conveyed by his lack to even speak to me whenever we met.

We went through the whole day, not one word spoken. Not a sound breaking the silent surface.

This sucks.

The day had already come to a conclusion. Jungkook is still petty, and with it being Friday, I wasn't putting myself through the shunning of another day.

I was supposed to hang out with Jimin after school, so I waited for him at the gym a long with Jin, who of which had a date with Namjoon.

"So, what are you two doing on your date?" I sat down next to the older on the cold pavement outside.

Jin shrugged, not too sure what to think. "Namjoon is one of those guys who likes to take a bike ride in the park instead of go on a dinner date. I'm a little worried I might end up in the middle of nowhere or something."

"You'll be fine, done worry."

"What about you, are you're waiting for Jungkook today?"

I shook my head causing Jin to frown. "Jimin."

Jin let out a heavy sigh, shaking his head in disapproval. "Don't lead him on Jiyeon!"

"I'm not, we're just hanging."

"Does he think of it in the same way?"

I pursed my lips tightly together. Does he? The thought trekked my mind numerous times since Jimin first asked to hang out. Maybe I'm thinking too deeply into this. Shaking off the thought with as slight shudder, the others began to emerged from around the gym.

Here we go.

Yoongi

I scanned around the locker room, watching for Jimin so I'd be able to speak to him on the way out. I was already agitated from the fact that Jimin saw my messages this morning but never replied, and now I'm even more antsy from the various laps Coach Gong made us run. Jungkook did them all effortlessly while I stuck to the back of the group not only struggling to keep up, but being self conscious as I ran.

I tugged my gym shirt off over my head, I had another shirt underneath because undressing in front of judgemental people was the last thing I need to worry about. We're also not allowed to use the showers for dressing out, which was a huge negative for me. And I wasn't the only one self conscious about my stature. Jimin as well seemed a little uncomfortable, but he always shook it off as if nothing.

Before another thought could cross my mind, I felt a sharp slap to my back. I assumed it was meant to be a friendly pat, but it still stung, and the thin coating of my t-shirt done nothing to sheath me from the roughness.

I turned over to be faced with a familiar foe. Someone I'm not quite found of, but don't have and any major problems with. Jackson Wang. He was part of the group that bullied and insulted me everyday. Now that I'm friends with Namjoon and Jiyeon, it's not a constant struggle anymore.

Jackson, for one, was a bystander. He never physical done anything, but he was still in the wrong for cheering his guilty friends on. Jaebum was the same. It was Namjoon who always strongly disapproved of the frequent torment. Namjoon was always the one to reprimand the group when catching them bullying anyone, and he did so because he knew it was wrong. And he also knew he'd face no repercussions because his dear friends would never do anything to him.