Fake Love (Jaemin X Female Reader)

17. What The Actual Fuck

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Jaemin dropped Eunbin and me at the school's entrance before driving off in hopes of finding a parking space close to the entrance. Eunbin and I walked into the school building after Jaemin dropped us off, making a b-line straight to our lockers. After getting our books we started to head towards Eunbin's first class for the day since it was closer than my first class.

On our way to her classroom, we spoke about everything and anything except that we just rode to school with Jaemin for the first time in years. It was still a touchy subject, especially for me, so we decided to just stay clear of it. I think Eunbin understood that it still hurt me to think about what happened all those years ago, and so she decided to just leave it instead of causing the wound to grow bigger.

Eunbin and I parted ways after she got to her first class for the day and I hurriedly made my way to my first class for the day, which thankfully wasn't too far from Eunbin's class. When I entered the classroom there were only a handful of students already sitting in their seats, some even sitting on their desks, as they spoke to their friends.

I made my way to the back of the classroom like I always did and took a seat in the seat next to the window, instantly letting my eyes take in the beautiful bright morning sky and the bright sun that seemed to be smiling down at the world.

I continued to stare out of the window, zoning out completely and leaving planet earth to go somewhere more interesting, less scary and less complicated, a place I like to call my thoughts. Yeah, sometimes my thoughts do get a bit scary, but it will never be as bad as having to deal with hormonal high school students. Especially bitchy hormonal teenage girls.

I only snapped out of my own little world that I had escaped to when the teacher's squeaky voice echoed through the classroom, and my head turned to look at the teacher in the front of the classroom with a bored expression.

"Alright class, settle down," Miss Gibson's bored and emotionless voice the squeaked upon entering the room didn't seem to have much effect on the students as they continued to whisper to their friends. Miss Gibson, being the type of person who couldn't give a shit even if she tried, continued to talk even though most of the class wasn't even listening to her, "we have a couple of new students joining us today," she continued.

Suddenly the entire classroom went silent briefly before people turned towards their friends and started whispering things like "I hope it's a group of hot girls/boys" or "they better be cute or I'm going to walk straight out of this classroom and take some other subject". I was possibly the only person in the classroom who didn't give a shit and so I went back to staring outside the window at the sky.

I suddenly heard gasps going around the room but still didn't peel my eyes away from the beautiful sky outside the window. I could hear the faint noise of the teacher's squeaky voice in the background, followed by a few unfamiliar masculine voices as I started to zone out again while staring aimlessly at the sky.

"Miss Kang!" Miss Gibson's squeaky screech brought me back to reality and I turned my head and laid my bored eyes on her and the five boys standing next to her. Every student in the class had their eyes on me, and I couldn't help but shift a bit uncomfortably in my chair with the sudden attention, but my bored expression was still plastered on my face to keep up my facade of not giving a shit.

Miss Gibson rolled her eyes at my attitude-that she was pretty used to by now-and turned to the boy that was standing right next to her, "you can take a seat next to Miss Kang."

My eyes shifted to the boy who she told to take the empty seat next to me and I was expecting to see a hesitant or even scared expression, but there was no sign of either. He just nodded his head curtly before walking towards me with a small welcoming smile playing on his lips. He looked friendly and not at all fazed by my horrible and disinterested attitude.