Sorry (Jungwoo X Reader)

Peach Juice

       [6:30 AM]

Your eyes fluttered open as your alarm rang. You turned it off, and stared out of the window. The sky was still black, with a bit of purple mixing in. Quite a nice sight if you will. You got up and flicked the switch for your room light. Grabbing a random jean skirt, and a long sleeve black shirt, you got dressed and went into the bathroom to get your hair done, wash your face, and brush your teeth. You tied up your hair into a high ponytail, then washed your face. Lastly you brushed your teeth, and headed out. You grabbed your shoes from the entrance and started to lace them on. You said bye to your sleeping dog, and left the apartment. 

[7:10 AM]

"Hey Nari?" "Oh hey y/n, do you need something?" The girl with long red hair seemed puzzled. "Uh, do you happen to have the notes from yesterday? I kind of spaced out." "Oh, looking at the boys outside playing tennis huh?" "N-no" "It's alright, i'm just playing with you, here are the notes, make sure you pass them back before the end of the class." "Thank you!" You took the notes from her and sat in your desk. After you quickly copied them down you gave them back to her and returned to your seat. Shortly after the 7:20 "Musical Arts" class began.

The other kids filed in, one after the other. This was your first class. You didn't want to be a doctor like your mom wanted, or a lawyer like your dad wanted. You wanted to make music for other people. Luckily your brother jimin always supported you, he wanted you to make music. And when you got an opportunity to be here, where you are now, you took it without ever looking back. Most of the students were already in their seats. You desperately looked for your friend Mina. She wasn't in the last group of students who came in, some random kid came and sat in the seat next to you. The seat that would usually be Mina's. He kind of raced to the seat, you were unsure of the reasoning, but he decided to spark up a conversation. "Hey how has your day been?" "Sorry can this wait until the teacher is done, I really want to learn this lesson." "Alright".

She began explaining a program to make your own rhythms. It was all nice, she finally came to the end of her speech. "Okay students, you will have a project that will be due on the twentieth. This will be for your final grades. Approximately thirty percent." The class went silent. Everyone was shocked, however you were ecstatic. You understood the program extremely well so you would get this done in no time. But then, she spoke again. "And students, this will be in partners, because I need at least one of you guys to sing." Shouts and complaints rose to the top of the room. A lot of the students weren't comfortable with their voices yet, or didn't want to sing, they just wanted to produce. After everyone settled down she began assigning partners. You crossed your fingers that you got Mina. 

"Y/N and Doyoung" you looked around for your partner, then the boy sitting next to you waved at you with a wide smile. "Hello I'm doyoung" "yeah I can see that, anyways if you're okay with it, I'd like to make the beats." "Okay but can you sing as well?" "Um" "I'll help you." "I'll try". The teacher let the kids move around now and begin projects. You had an idea of what you wanted to do. But you just didn't know how to approach it. "So you want to make the beats?" "Yeah is that okay?" "Sure". After his reply, you quickly began working on it. You wanted to make it a bit energetic, but simple at the same time. It took you almost all of the class to get the whole beat down, Doyoung did help you. He made the lyrics after he heard the rhythm.  You looked over at them, and decided they were good. "I'd like to work with you after your classes to get the singing part done" "Oh sure, I can give you my number, and if I happen to not pick up um, I live in an apartment down the road, it's kind of small, just ask someone if they know where I live, you're bound to find someone who knows" "Thanks y/n?" "yeah". You gave him your number on a small ripped piece of paper. Then the bell rang. You left the class, and headed to science.

[8:25 AM]

"Welcome once again students, today we have another lab. Get in your groups please" Everyone scrambled to their table groups, in your group was your friend Wendy, an acquaintance named Jared, and a kid named Liam. Liam was weird, he stared at you a lot during Musical Arts, and hung out in the same friend group as you, but he's never said a word to you. It sometimes scares you, but you brush it off. The lab was studying the states of energy in which a liquid would travel through. This was quite easy, you still remembered some of it from your middle school class. "I want you all to find at least three different ways change the potential state of this liquid to kinetic. Everyone understand?" The class in unison replied "Yes". Everyone got to work. "y/n can you pass me the thing?" "What thing Liam, I don't know what that is" Thats the first time he's ever spoken to you, since middle school, and you decided to reply in sarcasm. Great way of making friends. "The liquid y/n." "Here!" You handed him the liquid and he took it. "So, this is the first way" He took the glass and turnt it onto its side and spilt it out into the sink. "Wow Liam, very creative of you." remarked Jared. "Thanks I try my best" You guys came up with the last two more ways, and had extra time. Like a long time. "If you guys want, you can be excused early, I didn't plan for anyone to finish early" "alright". You decided to go to the cafeteria for some Melon Milk. "After school I need to go visit my grandma, so I most likely won't be here tomorrow." "Wendy tomorrow is Saturday" "Oh crap". The two of you shared a few giggles before ordering your drinks from the vending machine. You walked into someone on your way to a table. You felt something wet drip onto your shirt.

"Oh I didn't see you, i'm so sorry y/n" You looked up, it was Doyoung. "Oh it's um, okay" "Here" He handed you his hoodie so cover up the peach juice patch on your shirt. "Thank you, when do you want me to return it?" "After school when we work on the project" "Alright". Now your shirt smelled like peach juice, and coincidentally, Doyoung's hoodie.

AN_ Hello, I decided to write a new book because, I had a cool idea. Anyways a bit of back story, You live in South Korea, and attend the "Seoul National University". Thats all for right now, thanks for reading. Also, I know these classes probably don't exist in the SNU, but they're here just for the story.