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four

I walked towards my locker. The first period had been awkward. I sat alone, Taehyung wasn't here and Jungkook barely even looked at me. When he did, it was more of a glare than anything else.

I slammed my locker shut in frustration. "Holy sh-" someone said behind me. I turned around in surprise. My eyes widened as I saw a guy, probably a year older than me. He was a head taller than me, had light brown hair styled nicely, but what caught my attention were his deep brown eyes. It felt like he was staring into my soul. "I-I'm so sorry!"

Damn it, I stuttered.

A smile formed on the boy's face. "What's your name?"

A slight blush crept up on my face. What is happening to me? Where did all my confidence go?

"I'm Mira," I smiled slightly. "Wonwoo," he responded.

. . .

When I got home, I slipped into a pair of black leggings, a light blue oversized sweater and fluffy socks. I then put my hair up into a bun and went down to the kitchen. Opening the fridge door, I groaned. No food left.

My mom had been gone for 3 years now, and my dad was away visiting his brother over seas, so I was responsible for both myself and my sister Adaline.

I put on a pair of black vans, and headed out the door. I walked to the closest grocery store. As I made my way inside I grabbed a shopping basket and began looking for groceries. I only needed basic things, like rice, meat, and fruit.

I nibbled on my lip as I was reading about the origins of the fruits. I was just reaching for a mango when someone bumped into me. I fell over and the mango rolled away on the floor. I got up as quickly as possible, but soon noticed that I had twisted my ankle. "Hey, watch where you're going!" I turned around to find someone staring at me in surprise. "Jungkook?"

He snapped out of his trance and picked up the mango I'd dropped before putting it in my basket. "I'm sorry about that, are you alright?" I nodded.

Why was he being so nice all of a sudden? He was acting like I was invisible just two hours ago.

Jungkook ended up helping me find the groceries, and then he walked me home, carrying my bags for me. At my door, he put the bags down for a second and looked at me.

"Again, I'm sorry. Please let me make it up to you."

I narrowed my eyes slightly. "It's fine, really." Little wrinkles of frustration appeared on his forehead as his pretty mouth slowly formed a frown. For a moment I got lost in his eyes, once again. I snapped out of it with a sigh. "Okay fine, you can make it up to me. How do you want to go about doing that?"

His frown turned into a warm smile. "Have coffee with me," he said. I pretended to think for a moment. I already knew what I was going to answer though. "Okay."

After putting the groceries where they belong I wrote a note for my sister so she'd know I'd gone out, and then we were off. I didn't bother changing, he isn't worth the trouble right now.

He brought me to a little cute café on the other side of town. Not until we got inside, I realized it was a cat café. Seeing the cute kitties I squealed in excitement. Jungkook chuckled as he brought me to a table by a window. He then walked up to the counter and ordered for us. He stood there as he waited, glancing back at me and smiling shyly as our eyes met. Soon he walked back, putting two cups of coffee and a plate with a piece of cheesecake on the table. "I thought maybe you'd want to share some."

As I was swooning over him like an idiot, I suddenly remembered how he had treated me earlier. But then I also remembered last night. How he seemed so concerned, worried. His deep, husky voice. I quickly snapped out of it.

"So what's up with you?" I said, sounding harsher than intended. He almost choked on a piece of cheesecake. "What?" He said, looking up at me. I sighed. "Why are you acting so strange? I thought after last night you'd at least talk to me, but you just sent glares my way. Then insisting on helping me, and now this. Why are you so nice right now?"

He looked a little guilty, those familiar wrinkles appearing on his forehead once again. "I'm sorry about that, I'm just.. not very good at this kind of thing."

I scrunched up my nose in confusion. "What kind of thing? Being decent?"

He smiled, seemingly embarrassed. "Yeah, I guess so."

"You don't have to glare at me though, and talking to me wouldn't hurt," I said, slightly annoyed, but his smile softened me. He mumbled a quiet 'I'm sorry' before taking another spoonful of cheesecake.

We continued talking, getting to know each other. He seemed genuinely interested in me, to my surprise.

When we had drank our coffee and finished the cheesecake he insisted on walking me home. We stopped at the top of the steps at my front door.

"So.." he began, a big lopsided grin on his face, making the corners of his eyes crinkle adorably. "Maybe we could hang out tomorrow? You know, at school, after school, whatever works for you." His kind, round eyes were staring into mine.

"Sure," I said. It came out quiet and shy, instead of confident and alluring like I wanted it to. I then realised that Taehyung had completely slipped my mind. We were still dating as far as Jungkook, or anyone else for that matter, knew. "I'll be close by, around Tae," I added, instantly feeling guilty as I saw his smile drop slightly.

"I should get inside," I said, shooting him a small smile. "Goodnight Jungkook."