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Chapter 8

Another day of school arrives. I decided to get to class early as I wanted to avoid 95% of people that go to my school. Not only was I getting more bitchy glares from the squad of popular girls that claim to own Namjoon and his friends but I was also trying to avoid both groups as much as possible.

I slid on my uniform as quickly as I could, applied minimalistic makeup and skipped breakfast. Though I wasn't truly interested in the boys, I was still curious about them so after some late-night Instagram stalking, I found out they call themselves "Bangtan Boys." Not going to lie, I did laugh a bit because it sounded dumb to name yourselves. Maybe they're a gang? I mean, we're only teenagers so I could see them trying to paint themselves as the Griselda Blanco of South Korea.

Once I entered into the vacant classroom, I slumped my exhausted body against the desk and slumbered off as the tiredness had ultimately gotten to me, not only that, I couldn't help but think about everything that happened. Why was Jimin so dead set on me?

Not long later after the classroom had filled up, Suga began trying to wake me up.

"Y/n. Wake up for fuck's sake."

He continued to shake me as I moaned to have five minutes more sleep.

"Y/n, look. Jimin never cared about you." He sniggered, clearly wanting to wake me up.

My heavy eyes began to flutter open and I sat up straight when I saw Jimin and one of those 'popular' girls enjoying each other's embrace at the front of the classroom. I turned around with a frown on my face, only to see Suga smirking at me.

"Jimin told us about last night, I didn't think you were that easy." Suga joked.

Rage built up inside me, I didn't want to have feelings for Jimin but I'm sat like a miserable idiot at the back of the classroom. I absolutely hated people making a fool out of me, and that's exactly what Jimin was doing.

I snarled, "shut the fuck up, nothing happened at all."

"I highly doubt that." He replied, still sneering.

Before I could add a snarky comment back, I allowed my anger to get the best of me and I reached out to smack the smug smile off Suga's face but a hand restricted me back.

"Stop it, before you get yourself into more trouble with Namjoon," Jungkook advised.

The comment jogged my memory and that's when I realised I forgot to meet Namjoon. I knew he was going to use some manipulation to make me feel bad but what did he even want to say to me? I sat back down in my seat and continued to ignore everyone around me until lunchtime had come around.

The class had finished and after everyone had left I began packing my things away, I gallivanted down the corridor, maybe too fast, as I headed to the cafeteria. My body clashed with another and the next thing I knew, I was on my arse.

"Shit." I groaned, leaning to get back up but a hand reached out to help me.

"Sorry y/n, you shouldn't run about you know." Jungkook joked, pulling me up.

"I was not running." I hissed back.

"Well, for running into me, you must sit with me at lunch," Jungkook ordered.

"It's not like I have any friends..." I mumbled, accepting defeat.

I followed closely behind Jungkook as he led me to the cafeteria. When we walked in, we were met with various comments like, "they'd be a cute couple" or "he could do way better, I heard Jimin likes her too." Needless to say, all this negative attention was no good for my already lacking mental health.

Leaning in close to Jungkook, we arrived at the table. J-hope smiled at me, whilst the others ignored or barely managed to acknowledge me. I was fine with that. Jimin, on the other hand, was staring at me like it was no one's business, I couldn't help feeling like it was possessiveness radiating off him.

As payback, I thought I would have some fun with this. I perched close to Jungkook and with Taehyung beside me, I decided to fuck with Jimin.

I leant close to Jungkook, grabbing his muscular arm and whispered in his ear, "you look hot today."

He smirked and a pink blush appeared on his cheeks, he replied out loud, "well, you always fucking hot."

My eyes shot to Jimin when he murmured profanities and ran off from the table. Other than me, no one had noticed the change in Jimin's mood and being glad I finally got to him, I followed him as he left.

I was slow at following him but as I entered the corridors, I lost him in the crowd of people. I leant my back against one of the lockers, cooling down from the tiny bit of exercise I had just participated in. When all of a sudden, a tall figure slammed it's arms against either side of me, leaving me trapped.

"Where the fuck were you yesterday?" Namjoon quarrelled.

I muttered, "I was busy..."

Many people were staring us down in the hallway, so I tried pushing Namjoon away in an attempt to stop the stares.

"Damn right you were busy, Jimin told us all about it. I guess you really want to be punished then." Namjoon replied, grabbing my hand to stop me from pushing him.

"Why does everyone think Jimin and I did something?" I complained.

In a moment of complete madness, I thought of the first excuse that popped into my mind. "I'm dating Jungkook now."

With that, i legged it down the corridor away from Namjoon's tight grip.