"Teacher, I need to go to toilet now, see ya later." I excuse myself due to I have a slightly pain in my stomach, probably is my stupid period.
I straight away go to the toilet without thinking twice. Well, is kinda dirty but I don't give a shit.
Phew, much better. Aish, I hate period so much. I mean is not fair right, how come boys don't have this kind of thing. I want to be a boy!!!
When I walked out from the restroom, I bump to a familiar body.
I bump into his embrace and he hold me tightly so that I won't fall.
Jimin? Why would he be doing in front of a girl restroom...
"Hello."
"H-Hi." He was looking down on the floor, perhaps he is looking something.
"U-Uh are you looking for something?"
"I uh." Jimin face turns a a little red.
"Can I help?"
He suddenly grab my wrist and run to a corner.
"Ouch, my wrist hurts." My wrist had an red spot there.
"I'm so sorry, are you okay." He looks at my hands, kinda feel guilty I guess.
His expression of his eyes is unique. I kinda like that.
Suddenly, he push me into the wall, making eye contact with me. "Holy shiteu?" It's so uncomfortable, making me uneasy to move.
"I-uh w-what a.." I'm speechless.
"I have something important to tell you."
"W-what." I said.
"You..." He paused a little while and suddenly take off his jacket. "You have some red thingi in your dress." He said it extremely fast but I still could hear it.
I looked at the back of my dress. Shit, my period.
He lend me his jacket without looking at me. Finally I feel comfortable yet uncomfortable.
"I uhh thx, uhh." I take his jacket and quickly wrap it around my waist.
After cleaning up the period
I walked out of the toilet, hoping that Jimin won't be there cause is embarrassing.
But no.
He's still there.
"Are you okay?" Said Jimin
"Ya, I'm fine."
"Is your stomach hurt?"
"Yah! Jimin! That's embarrassing. Will ya stop talking." I covered my face with my both hands.
He stop talking. Eh, perhaps he's gone?
I slowly move my hands away from my face.
He's still here. Weird.
"W-why, is there something on my face."
"Yup" He does the aegyo voice. Is he perhaps sick.
"Where?" I touch my face, wondering what is there.
"Cuteness."
"Bish what"
"I said cuteness dumbass."
"Stfu Jimin I'm supposed to be cool."
"Did you just curse, not cool man."
"Tch, don't ever call me cute."
I hate people calling me cute, I WANT TO BE COOL.
"Yah! That's a compliment."
"Whatever, I need to go now. See you in your next competition. You must win, if not I will lose my job."
"The heck, can I at least hear a concern from you.
"In your boring dreams." I walk towards the bus stop but heck I miss it because of him."
"Well well well, look who's a poor little dude ass." He cross his arm.
"Jimin ah my life is so much better when you just quiet for one fucking minute. That one minute will be my happiest minute in my life."
"Tch, childish, can't you just be mature."
"Am I not airhead."
"WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?"
"A I R H E A D"
"YOU ARE SO DEAD." He was about to hit me but I dodge it as quick as possible.
I lose my balance and fell to the ground.
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