It was Monday, so my lectures were supposed to begin at 2pm which meant that I had an hour left to get ready.
I placed the last thing from the box, on the shelf and then backed away to have a proper look of the entire room. It looked decent with its simple furniture and some decorations I added to make it look more live. A bed on one side of the room had flower patterned bed sheets on which were lying a few colorful pillows. On the other side was a simple white, wooden wardrobe, now filled with my clothes, the corners of which were surrounded by a string of small lights. The white desk I had in my room was full of paper and various art supplies, above it, there was a board with pictures and notes which I pinned earlier. On the wall facing the desk were three wooden shelves where I placed few candles and cacti, and as many books I was able to bring from home.
I threw away the paper boxes and finally sat on the bed with a sigh of relief.
Moving to a dormitory wasn't as easy as it seemed and although I had moved a week ago, because of all the lectures I had, documents to fill in and having the situation with Eden distracting me , I wasn't able to fully finish unpacking until now.
After what happened to Eden, me taking him to the hospital and then him brushing me off from there, he seemed to avoid any possible contact with me.
I felt hurt, but also worried as I couldn't understand why he wouldn't talk to me and act like that.Knowing him for almost two years, he wasn't a person who would get in trouble easily, in contrast, he would avoid it as much as possible, but if someone would do him wrong, he wouldn't just do nothing and let it go. That's why I was very surprised when I heard from a nurse, who was my mother's friend, that he didn't report anything that happened.
Eden, Kiara and I met in out third year of high school. Many rumors were surrounding them after their arrival because they both came to my school at the same time. They were not related in any kind but it was a mere coincidence that both of them moved schools then. I didn't care about the rumors, I minded my own business and they seemed to have liked that. They told me that was the reason they approached me in the first place. From then, we started hanging out and getting to know each other, our friendship felt so strong that it seemed like we were connected with an umbilical cord.
I thought in that time that I have got to know them, neither of them would ever hide anything from me, but now I started questioning it since Eden was clearly hiding something. I couldn't comprehend if Kiara knew anything. It was too strange to me that she wasn't really interested, neither was she affected with the fact that he was avoiding her too.
An hour later, I found myself in the classroom which was half empty, students still arriving. I took a sit on the free desk next to the wall and took out my notebook and a pen, now looking around. The classroom was typical as it could be: simple white walls, three rows of desks, teacher's desk in front, behind it two kinds of boards-a black and a white one. Some pictures of famous writers were hanged on the wall and a few pots of some kind of plants were placed in the corner of it. The brown curtains which were hanging on the windows made the room gloomier than it already was.
Last week being busy with some documents I had to skip the monday literature lecture, which meant that I still haven't seen the professor neither I met anyone from this group.The room was now filled in with students, but the professor still didn't arrive.
I yawned out of boredom but then my attention got caught as I looked at the door, seeing a very familiar figure entering and taking a place close to me. I recognized those eyes from the college party Eden took me to which were now looking at me. Just like the last time I was unconsciously staring at him, my eyes travelling from his collar bone which peeked out of his linen shirt, to his perfectly sharp jawline, then to his pinkish plump lips slowly stopping at his deep hazel eyes.
In that moment I realized what I had done again and a slight uncomfortable blush covered my face.
His lips formed into a smirk."Hi, sweet cheeks." He said with an even bigger smirk on his face, which made my cheeks burn but feeling irritated at the same time at the idiotic way he had spoken to me.
Just as that night at the party, I couldn't help but roll my eyes at anything he would say.
He chuckled, so, feeling uncomfortable I turned myself to face the front, and in that moment the professor came in. I sighed, happy with the fact that the guy probably wouldn't talk to me for the rest of the lecture.
Instead of talking, I felt his gaze burning my skin throughout the whole lecture, which made me uneasy, coughing and wiggling in the chair the whole time.
As the professor dismissed the class a sigh of relief left my lungs. I put the notebook and pen in my bag and hurried my way out of the classroom.
Directing towards my locker I found it strange that I was trying to avoid the guy so much, but there was just something that I felt from the moment he had approached me at the party. A feel of uneasiness. A feel of insecurity. A feel of danger.
Opening my locker I felt someone's breath on my neck which startled me making me jump in place. Turning my face, fear still visible on it, I met the eyes from before and the same smell of the perfume from that night filled my lungs blazing them.
A stupid smile was plastered on his face showing his teeth, making him look childish. I backed away as the sudden closeness was suffocating me."Noelle, right?" He asked flickering his eyes violently, his eyelashes reminding me of butterfly wings fluttering.
"What do you want?" I tried to sound as bold as I could, like his pressence wasn't affecting me.
He raised his eyebrows and chuckled.
"Aren't you being indecent?" He asked now furrowing his eyebrows, but a small smile still on his face. "You know," he continued. He titled his head, leaning himself on one of the lockers while his hands were resting in his pockets. "I'm just trying to be friends with you, I don't bite" he winked.
"I'm not looking for friends." I said blankly turning around towards my locker and put my stuff in it.
"But I am." His smile widened. "So, I think I'm gonna stick by your side from now on. My name is Jungkook by the way" He introduced himself, taking out his right hand from the pocket stretching it out for me to shake it.
He stupidly grinned which caused a smile on my face.
"Nice to meet you Jungkook, but I don't think so." I shook his hand and alought saying that, the smile didn't leave my face.
He then ruffled his hear making it messy, his hair strands being everywhere.
I just shook my head and after taking what I needed I closed the locker. I aimed to go to the next lecture but I felt a hand being placed around my shoulder and as I turned my head I saw Eden with a wide smile on his face."Hey, El, what's going on?" He said looking directly at Jungkook. I stared at Eden confused by his sudden action, after not talking to me for days.
I shifted my gaze to Jungkook and noticed that his face expression totally changed. He looked pissed off. He laughed nerviously looking at Eden and then switched his gaze to me.
"I will meet you at lunch." He threw a fake smile at me and then walked away, hitting Eden with his shoulder on the way.My eyes followed Jungkook, totally confused, until he was out of my sight. I couldn't comprehend what just happened.
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I already got inspiration and time so I wrote the chapter II.
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Fanfiction"You wouldn't do it." I said with a nervous smile plastered on my face. "I fucking would and that's what scares me the most!" His words were ringing in my ears as I had an epiphany about the harsh reality I was in. • This is a work of fiction. Names...