Insecure - Jikook [Completed]

Chapter 1: An ordinary day

Jungkook's POV

Beep beep, beep beep, beep beep. I groggily opened one eye to look at the time. My clock that was on my bedside table read 7am. I groaned. It's that time to wake up again.

After switching off my alarm, I got up and tidied my bed before going to the bathroom and washing up. Once I was done doing my normal morning routine, I wore my school uniform and put my glasses on before ruffling my hair. I have long, curly, black/dark brown hair that rests on my forehead, slightly covering both of my eyes, but my glasses kind of lifts it up a bit so it doesn't bother me.

After sighing for like the fifth time, I put my earphones on before locking my house door and walking to the bus stop. Once the bus arrived, I got on and sat at the far back, away from everyone. I just stared outside of the window as the peaceful music rang in my ears. Not paying attention to the people around me, I was lost in my head.

After a while, I noticed the gates to my school and got off. I quickly shuffled to my locker, getting everything I needed before rushing to my homeroom class. When I opened the door, it was empty as usual, which was good. I sat down at my seat which was again at the very back against the wall, near the window. As I sat down, I pulled out my sketchbook and carried on to where I left off. It was nothing special just a few drawings of the landscape, or anything I found worthy to draw. Drawing was my passion, I loved it as it helped me express the emotions that I could not put into words - and it even lets me capture the detail of stuff that I witness personally. Drawing was my escape of reality. I was the master who controlled what went onto the paper and no one else - it was my personal space. I made every decision, no one holding me back. Sometimes I send some of my drawings to my mum - I didn't know what she does with them to be honest. I've never asked. But even if she kept it or chucked any of them away, I didn't really mind. I felt happy when I sent them to her. It was like letting her know that no matter what, I would always be here and will always love her - especially during the situation I was currently facing. I sighed. My situation wasn't very usual to be honest - the outside of it may be normal - but the inside not really. But it's okay, I've always dealt with it so I can't stop now.

While I carried on with my work, I heard a stampede of footsteps, indicating that the others were coming in. I quickly shoved my sketchbook into my desk so no one could see. I didn't like anyone seeing my sketchbook. It's not that I was ashamed about it, I just didn't like the spotlight. As you can tell I was not the social type. I'm totally an introvert - have been my whole life. I didn't really have friends and I got bullied/teased due to my nerdy 'aura'. I guess it had got to do with my appearance, me wearing glasses and all - which was stupid because glasses does not define you as a nerd nor smart, just a stereotype - but also because I finish all my homework a week before and learn ahead, and excel in science and maths in particular. But hey I'm a nerd and proud - I was not ashamed of it. However, I would never say that to anyone - I had no confidence in me to talk to anyone let alone talk back to someone. Pathetic, I know but that's how I was.

My homeroom teacher Ms Choi walked in and everyone rushed to their seats whilst I quickly pulled out my earphones and stuffed it into my trouser pockets - placing my full attention on the lady in front of the class.

"Morning kids. I just want to remind you that you all are seniors now so I expect everyone to be on their best behaviour and do their best in every subject. Especially since you have to take your final exam at the end and you cannot mess that up, especially if you already have a dream career you want to achieve. That means no tardiness and no trouble, okay?" she asked the whole class.

"Okay," everyone murmured.

She rose an eyebrow at the class's dead response but ignored it and sat down while taking the register.