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You came to school the next day, feeling paranoid.
Throughout the whole night, you just could not get your mind off of what Jimin had said to you.
"What is your intention? To spite me?"
The fuck did thatmean?
Shaking your head a little in an attempt to clear your thoughts, you adjusted your school bag that was falling off your shoulder.
As you enter school, you notice that Taehyung and Hoseok are already waiting for you by your locker. Smiling, you pick up your pace to meet them.
Sadly, before you can, someone steps in your way.
"Hello, Y/N," Jimin greets, running a hand through his blonde hair. You kind of want to touch it.
Nope, you tell yourself, trying to completely dismiss what you had just thought.
"Good morning." You greet curtly, trying your best to make your voice sound casual. But alas, you end up sounding even more nervous.
He smirks a little, not missing your change in behavior.
"I'd like to speak with you later today." Jimin states. You notice that, when he requests something, he doesn't actually request it. He demands it.
You begin to feel uneasy, remembering yesterday's events all too well.
"Um, I'm kinda b-busy today. Sorry." You mumble, trying to go around him. You fail, as he steps to the side and blocks your out.
"Then I'll come to you." Jimin says, voice sounding even deeper than before. You gulp.
"Well goodbye then, Jimin." You say, quickly moving around to the other side of him, evading.
"See you Y/N." Jimin replies, chuckling, watching as you rush away.
He makes you uneasy, but very giddy as well. You were majorly confused.
And he knew it, too.
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"Lee Seungi." Your Calculous teacher says, waiting for a response.
Silence.
"Okay, that's the fourth day in a row. Has anyone seen Seungi?" She asks in annoyance.
"Uh," A boy — you know him, he's quiet and doesn't talk much — raises his hand. He's Lucas Wong, the exchange student from Hong Kong. "He told me he went on vacation to Jeju Island. He left me a message, saying he got a new phone."
Your teacher sighs, walking back over to her desk. "I'll just have to call his parents to confirm, they should have sent the school a notice that they would be gone for so long."
Out of boredom, you begin to doodle around your notes a bit. You draw a volleyball, kind of ironically, since you didn't want to be thinking about Jimin.
Out of curiosity, you turn your head slightly, kind of wanting a look at him. To your surprise, he's already looking at you.
Quickly, you snap your head back to your notebook.
"It's cool that you can draw that from memory," Your desk mate, Han Hajoon, whispers to you. Giving him a 'what do you mean' kind of look, he scratches his neck nervously. "I-I just um, know that a volleyball is hard to draw. Without looking it up on the internet, you know."
You thank him and smile, and he smiles back.
"Am I interrupting you two?" Your teachers voices. You both shake you head, muttering a respectful 'no.'
"You can flirt after class, right now we're in class." She scolds, like it's not common sense that you're in a classroom.
You two make eye contact again, laughing under your breath.
Little did you know, but a certain someone was glaring daggers at Hajoon's back.
This is not going to end well.
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hello :) so happy to be posting again. the last part of this story is next! stay tuned.
also, shameless promo, i have a new jimin fic called "iridescent" out. i think u guys might enjoy :)
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