TAEKOOK ¦ i'm not straight

i'm not: liking these tests

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JUNGKOOK

"Students of English B7, room A147, with I, THE Kim Seokjin." Mr. Kim starts today's class, shutting the door and going on about who knows what "Due to it being only the second week of school, I haven't been able to give you much work. BUT to my luck, I'm forced to give you diagnostic tests so I can examine your current level in the English language."

The class is dead silent, as our teacher roams the classroom, eyeing each and every student, one at a time. There are a few times when he pauses in front of said student, sends them a smirk, smile or even a wink in their direction. The girls slightly squeal, the boys quietly stares back in awe.

No doubt, the class has fallen for our teacher.

But the dudes married, so we ain't got no chance.

"For today's class," He starts with a strong tone. "We will be taking a pop quiz on English literature"

- Are you fucking kidding me? -

"Now, now, this isn't the only test we are having. You'll also have to make an oral presentation for next Monday. Meaning, that you have one week before you present. You'll get into teams of two, no more, no less, and do a bit of research on any musician or artist out there. I am very well aware that this is English and not music class, so you'll be presenting in English."

Mr. Kim then heads to the board, writes down today's date, and Mondays. Turning around with a wide smile, he says

"I'll give you time every day in class, but you'll probably have to work on this at home as well, which I'm giving you permission to do so"

The project does not seem like it'd be too much of a problem. All I have to focus on would be finding a good partner, with similar interests, of course.

As I look around to figure out who I could ask, I notice a hand raised not too far behind me. A hand that belongs to the same beanie wearing, ashy-blond, big brown eyed boy who always seems to pique my interest.

"Yes, Taehyung"

"Tae's fine, Mr. Kim. I was just wondering whether the artist we chose had to be English" He calmly asks our professor, head held high, strong gaze and everything asserting dominance within the conversation

That's just the vibe Taehyung gives off, in my opinion.

"Well Tae, you don't need to have an English artist, no. But it would be much easier to remember to speak English if it was an American, British, Canadian, or other native English singers. Just a suggestion" Mr. Kim starts passing out the quiz papers as he continues. "But it's up to you and your partner"

This whole situation would've left me indifferent if it weren't for the wink Mr. Kim gave me when he had given me my test paper. It seemed a little too... intentional. Like he had done it for a reason...

No matter, I have a quiz to complete.

"You may start your quiz in three, two- Go"

The quiz was fairly simple, to say the least. A bunch of multiple choice questions about different grammatical rules and anything else of the sorts. As I had said, it was fairly simple. I only seemed to have stumbled on two or three questions, all about homophones. They always see to get mixed in my head.

But no bother, I'd like to think I did well on our first test. Even if it doesn't count for our grade one bit.

"Alright class, now that you've completed your quizzes, I'd like for you to find a partner and start your oral presentation now. Please remain calm as you work, we don't want to be leaving school with a headache." Mr. Kim had told us, heading to his desk with an over exaggerated sigh as he sat down, head in the palm of his hands too.

While everyone in the class seems to be going to their friends, already deciding who they're with, I simply stand there dumbfounded looking around. I notice Jaehyun and Seugmin pairing up together, and based on their personalities, I can tell they'd be great partners. Jangjun goes to someone whom I remember was named Sungyoon, who also seem to go well together.

And then there's me. Lonely and awkward Jeon Jungkook, who doesn't have anyone to go with.

Well I mean, there is someone who comes to me...

"So, we can't necessarily go to my house for this, but would it be okay to go to your place? If we can't, we can go to the library or something"

I turn around to find Taehyung holding his binder in hand and looking at his phone which is in the other. He gives me a smile as he lifts his gaze from the device, as a response to my confused expression.

"If it's all good with you," He awkwardly says in a slightly lower tone "I just assumed, you'd be okay with-"

"No, no! I'm fine with it!" I mentally facepalm for my over-excited slight scream, not to mention how I interrupted him to say this.

- Man, I'm embarrassing -

"Okay," He laughs a little, before going "So who would you like to do? I have my own ideas, but I'd want to ask you too"

"Hm, well..." I start "I've been really into this group, DAY6? I don't know if you know them.."

"Wait really? I love them"

"No way! Okay, should we do them?"

"Well, we already know practically everything about them, so we'd barely have to do any research. The one thing we'd have to do is practice our English, but that wouldn't be too hard, right?"

"Ehhhh..." I pause to laugh, and go "I have a few things to improve here and there..."

"I'm sure you're great" - why do I have this weird feeling in my stomach? - "But to make sure we practice enough, we'd have to meet up outside of school. To have more time, of course"

"Do you want to come to my house, I'm sure my family wouldn't mind it"

"Are you sure? We can just go to the library if it's any trouble, or even like do the work over facetime or something"

"Don't be ridiculous Tae, they'll be fine with it, I swear," I reassure the worried latter with a heartwarming smile.

"Oh, okay.." My friend shyly responds, while scratching the back of his neck "I'll need your address too..."

"I'll give you my number too, so we can talk more." I don't forget to add, "Remember Tae, we're friends, no need to be nervous"

now pausing... my day, day6

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A/N:

Shorter than my Love, Mono chapter 😬👀👀

And that's the tea,

- Tea