(Koya's POV)
"Mr. Bang... I would like to explain." I said, pulling Cooky slightly behind me, who was cowering like a rabbit, in front of him.
"Well, Mr. Kim, you're the most sensible one in the group. Please explain WHAT happened with Mr. Jeon and Ms. Manoban, to make Ms. Manoban scream like she did today." Mr. Bang asked, raising a suspicious eyebrow, while folding his arms defiantly.
Trying not to show my nervousness, I quickly cleared my dry throat, and replied,
"Mr. Bang, today's incident was a disconcerting, rare occasion, where our soft, sweet Jungkook," I gestured at Cooky, who had an innocent, childlike expression on his face, "made a girl cry out with a sudden emotion that took hold of her in that moment. I believe that whatever tale Ms. Manoban has informed you, her growing hormones were a big impact on her sudden loud activity. Furthermore, I would like to point out that girls have a bigger sensitivity towards men then the opposite, therefore showing that Ms. Manoban was exaggerating her thoughts to show her feelings for Jungkook."
Looking unconvinced, Mr. Bang replied sarcastically, "Well, Mr. Kim. You are implying that Ms. Manoban was screaming happily because of Mr. Jeon here?" He gestured to a silent, bowed Jungkook.
"Exaggeration, sir. You know that girls have an overall more higher EQ than the boys." I politely answered Mr. Bang while putting an arm around a trembling Jungkook.
After a few long moments of silence, Mr. Bang sighed, put down his defiant arms and said, "Alright, Mr. Jeon. Just... Never have Ms. Manoban scream like that again. She sounded like she was getting murdered."
"Thank you, sir!" Jungkook quickly bowed, relief showing on his sweaty face.
With another deep sigh and tutting, Mr. Bang sauntered back towards his office, never once stopping to look back.
After hearing the office door shut, we both heaved an enormous sigh.
"Cooky... What really happened? Lisa wouldn't scream in front of nearly all the student body without a good reason." I asked, rubbing a hand on my face.
I'm so tired.
"It was... Nothing... I was just.... Texting.... Y/N..... And Lisa saw that...." Cooky quietly murmured, avoiding eye contact.
Wait.
I stopped running my hand across my face.
What?
"Y/N?" I bewilderedly asked, confused with what I heard, "You have Y/N's number?"
Scratching his head nervously like a small bunny rabbit, Cooky twitched his nose and replied worriedly, "Yeah. I just... Got it."
...
I didn't have any thoughts.
For a while.
And I internally
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This... This emotion was bubbling inside my chest, threatening to take my conscience along with it, and burn my inner-self. The weird sensation spread rapidly throughout my body, consuming every little cell and particle in my organs and my systems.
Come on, Koya.
Get a hold of yourself.
"Hyung?" Cooky's worried suddenly resonated inside my brain. I looked up to see his innocent eyes that were filled with worry.
"Are you OK?"
Clutching my fists so hard they were white, I forced myself to smile and said,
"Of course.
I'm totally fine."
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(Chimmy's POV)
Hmmm....
Koya Hyung looks....
Different than usual.
Maybe it was because of the stress of getting the signal.
Or it's maybe about someone else.
I don't know.
The last time I saw him, which was during Lunch, he wasn't talking about the lately news like he does every day, but sitting there eating his lunch, with a stormy expression on his face.
Meaninglessly, I shrugged, taking in my current surrounding in my last class of the day, History, with girls admiring me from every seat of the room.
I smiled brightly and waved.
And the girls died.
Some gasped, some swooned... And one even fainted!
Finding this hilarious, I chuckled and surveyed my class once again.
Any cute girls here I'm missing?
And my eyes land on...
Y/N.
The only girl in the entire classroom to not have eyes on me, or any of the boys in our gang.
She's a typical one.
But interesting at the same time.
I cocked my head slightly and stared into the back Y/N's head, who was bent down studying her textbook and notes from last class.
"Okay everyone! Settle down!" Mr. Kim shouted excitedly as he entered the class.
"We have a new classmate today! Please step in and introduce yourself!" Mr. Kim ushered - a boy? - into the class who had his head down.
"Hi."
The new kid finally said, putting his head up.
And for a moment, the world stopped.
Because no way in the galaxy is this supposed to happen.
A few gasps came from the girls because of the handsomeness of his face.
He made direct eye contact with the rest of us, the Bangtan Boys, who were gaping horrifyingly at him, and grinned wickedly.
"My name's Bambam. I wish you guys treat me well."
Holy universe.
It was Shadow.
