the good guy J.JK

ch.6

my fingers twist the combination lock back and forth, only to be greeted with failure for the third time.

"need some help"a familiar voice says a little to close to my ear.

"y-yes, thank you Jungkook"I say shyly.

"what's the combo?"he asks with a reasureing smile.

I hand him the small card, holding the three numbers that are apparently supposed to unlock the door.

he takes it from me gently and looks at it once, instantly moving his long fingers back and forth on the knob and opening it with ease.

"wah?"I say with confusion, I couldn't even remember those numbers and yet he just practically memorized them and opened it like the flash.

I'm over reacting it's not that hard to open a locker.

he takes another look at the card then hands it back to me, a smile on his face.

I put some of my books in the locker, then gently shut the door while his eyes observe my every move gently.

"so, ready for class?"he asks.

"ready as I'll ever be"

then we head to first period.

-

"h-hello I'm Kim Y/N, i hope we all get along"I say with a bow, then walk to the desk in the very back, right next to jungkook.

jungkook eyes me with a smile, so I ignore it.

an hour into class and I feel my eyes slowly drooping with the word 'sleep' weighing down on my lids causing them to get heavier and heavier till eventually, I'm asleep.

the rest didn't last long at all, actually it wasn't even a rest.

"Y/N. there is no sleeping in this class"a stern voice says from the front of the class, causing everyone to let out a chuckle and for me to turn bright red.

jungkook also decides to add on to my embarassment.

"don't worry mrs.park, I'll keep her awake"jungkook says with a smirk sent my way.

I don't see why it took me this long to put it together, but
jungkook is clearly a teacher's pet, the favorite, the good guy.

I shake my head and look at my desk, the teachers words filling one ear then slickly slipping out the other.

he's still starring at me.

i lift my head up a bit, turning to look at jungkook with curiosity.

"what?"I mouth to him, curious as to why he's looking at me in such a way.

I look down at my uniform, wondering if I look as bad as he's makeing it seem.

"sorry for starring, your just really pretty"

my eyes shoot back up to meet his, red flushing my cheeks as we stare at each other.

something in my head was screaming not to fall for these tricks, but I could barely hear it because there was an even louder scream saying 'HE THINKS YOUR PRETTY'.

of course, that's how the last mistake happend. I fell for all of his compliments and he used me, but I guess it's partly my fault.

"thanks, I geuss"i respond as monotone as possible. I wanted to seem like I didn't care so he would see i wasn't interested, but I still wanted to hear it again.

I wanted to hear him call me pretty.

-

7th period ends with loud teenagers rough housing around the classroom, it was so bad a kid almost squashed me right in my seat.

after they did, jungkook got up and yelled at them, telling them they should be more careful.

it was nice that he took up for me, but it was kinda embarrassing too.

"ready to go Y/N?"jungkook asks sweetly, breaking me out of my silent state.

"go where?"

he chuckled and shook his head. "it's Tuesday, babe. I get to tutor you for a whole hour"

my mouth opens to form an 'o' as I finally remember what I've been dreading the whole week.

"o-oh yeah, I totally forgot"I say frantically as I gather my stuff together.

I feel his eyes on me the whole time I shove books in my bag, that beautiful smile on his face while he watches my every move, it's chilling to think about.

I turn to look at him. I was right, he was watching me.

"let's go then"he says.

then a make our way out the door.