I get a few His back and that boosts my mood by a little.I head over to my seat while Kookie is grabbing my attention, I turn my head and we face eachother directly.
"Yes, Kookie?" I ask. He looks so... Excited?
"Hyunnnnng!" He whines, even his whining voice is so cute.
"The Idol Competition!" He exclaimed, grabbing other people's attention.
What is the Idol Competition, you ask?
It's basica-
"Class..." Mr. Kim starts, I shut myself up to listen. Looks like everyone else couldn't bother
"Class!" He yells, finally. He bags his hand on the table, and everyone can hear it cracking. Mr. Kim looks confused himself.
That's the seventh time this week.
"As you may have heard..." He continues,
"The Idol Competition is coming soon."
I could hear whispers around the room, as i glanced at Kookie's face, i see his eyes shining with excitement
"If you don't know what the Idol Competition is, it's basically a singing and dancing contest. Winner wins 200 US dollars."
The whole classes's eyes widen at the statement.
What the fuck?
Where are they even get the money from?
They're spending more money on an Idol Competition than their own fucking classrooms!?
Mr. Kim says that sign-up submissions are due next week, that gives me a good time to think it over.
He resumes the rest of the lesson, were learning about adjectives or something, how should I know?
Why is class so fucking boring?
Kookie's just looks too good today,
Just like every other day.
Sometimes I think and wonder...
JUNGKOOK POV
Will he ever like me, just like I do?
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Short chap... I know
Anyways...
Who do you think Jungkook is talking about?
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Our Voices
RomantizmHow will the interwining of two beautiful lives and voices turn out? Jikook My first fanfic <3