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Park Sohee POV
"Hey! Let me go!"
I shouted at the stubborn boy while trying to yank my hand from his grip. It was hurting as he was holding my wrist tightly.
"How could you throw it into the trash bin? Why can't you keep it?" He snapped at me while growling, making me roll my eyes.
"Why do I have to keep it? That thing was just useless as you, Jeon Jungkook." I said, adding more venom to my words.
"How could you say that, Sohee-ah?"
Jungkook brought me to a classroom that seemed abandoned for years. I stopped yelling when I saw candles lit in the darkroom and rose petals on the floor. The room was beautifully decorated with flowers. The green squeezed box he brought to me was placed on a small table. My heart skipped a beat at the thought of something I didn't expect.
Is he going to confess to me or something like that? No. It can't be.
I heard the bell ringing, which meant the classes had started. Remembering the first period was Economics, my breath hitched.
Mr. Jung, the Economics teacher, told me to submit the project he gave us last week. I couldn't complete it on time, and he gave me two days to complete it, saying that if I didn't submit it on time or give any excuse, he would fail me. Still, his deep voice lingered in my mind, as fresh as it could be, making me let out a shaky breath.
I averted my eyes from the room to Jungkook, who was still holding onto my wrist tightly. "You're hurting me, Jungkook. Let go of me."
"No, first, just listen to me," He muttered sternly, his eyes dark as the night.
I tried to yank my hand again, biting on his hand. He winced in pain as he let go of my hand, and I quickly ran out of the room. I heard him cursing and shouting at me, along with heavy footsteps.
I couldn't go any further as a hand grabbed my wrist again and pinned me to the nearest wall. I tried hard to yank my hand from Jungkook's grip but stopped when I couldn't.
I looked up at him and sighed. "If I get a big zero in Econ, I will kill you."
"I just want a minute, Sohee. Can't you just listen at least for once?" He asked.
"I don't want to waste a measly second to listen to your nonsense." I said through my gritted teeth, rolling my eyes again even though deep down I wanted to be with him and listen to him even if it was nonsense. And I hated that feeling.
"Please." He pleaded.
"Just let me go before I do something you will regret, Jeon Jungkook." I said aloud, ignoring his pleading.
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