Fear Me P.JM

🌼 Jimin's cousin 🌼

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"What's with the heaps of chapstick, Kito?" Abna asks coming to my desk.

That stupid duct tape ripped every last piece of skin off my lips. That's what's up.

"W-weird story," I say, exasperated.

Abna nods. "For you, I can believe that. But if you put any more lip balm on, you're going to look like you grew an extra layer of lips."

I shrug and break the seal off of another new lip balm.

Abna suddenly leans in. "So, how are you and Jb doing?"

"We're like two peas in a pod," I say with a smile.

Abna sighs. "So, nothing has happened yet then." She looks up. "Hey, you should go on a double date with Tony and me!"

Tim? Man, I haven't heard about him for a while now...

"No..." I say.

To be honest I'm not sure what I feel. I'm not sure if I like Jb. I'm not sure if I like Jimin. I'm not even sure if I like SuJoon.

Just kidding.

I wish SuJoon would transfer here. He's a smart kid. He could jump ten grades into junior year of high school. I'll just add that to my to-do list for today: Talk to SuJoon about jumping ten grades.

"You should give Jb a chance, Kito," Abna says.

"DUDE," a guy suddenly comes running into the classroom, "There is THEEE HOTTEST GIRL EVER walking in our hallway."

I watch as him and his three friends sprint out the room. Abna and I exchange looks for a second before following them. We walk out and then I see it.

In comes Park Jimin with the human version of the goddess Venus striding behind him.

Is it me or does everything suddenly feel like it's in epic slow motion?

And her hair looks like it's being caressed by a glamorous gust of wind.

I hold my hand out. There is no wind.

My god. This girl creates her own wind.

I remember her faintly from the dinner at Jimin's house, but now I'm getting a much better picture of her. She looks like a Korean princess from those Kdramas, and walks like she's on clouds—every step so light and gentle.

I grimace. When I walk it's like—MOVE! I NEED TO HURRY BECAUSE I HAVE 30-SECONDS TO GET TO CLASS!

Her skin is milky smooth— it looks so soft, like silk—she's perfect.

"Wow, she's really...beautiful..." Abna says. I can detect hints of jealousy in her voice.

"You're pretty, too," I tell her.

"Are you serious!" Abna says to me. "Look at her!"

One of the guys that ran out of the room says a small hi as she walks by.

WOAH.

Venus just turned into Medusa. With a bit of Poseidon. She's Meseidon. Or Podusa. The coldest, iciest stare that could possibly be produced shoots out of this beautiful girl and the guy immediately freezes. Others around him immediately back off.

I want to do that.

"Hey Abna," I say. "Look at me."

I shoot her the look when she turns.

"Um, what are you doing?"

"I'm trying to shoot a cold stare."

I do it again.

Abna shakes her head. "That just looks like you have two lazy eyelids."

"How bout this then?"

"Like you're suffering from being too nearsighted."

"This?"

"Like you haven't gotten sleep for a month. With two lazy eyelids."

You've got to admit, that is pretty impressive in itself, too.

Jimin walks in with the Ice Queen behind him and the clock ticks to 8:00.

I look around me. Where's Jb?

Mrs. Elk heaps herself into the classroom. The Ice Queen glides up to her and the two talk for a moment. Mrs. Elk nods with a smile and gestures to the back where an empty desk sits.

"Oh, but I want that desk," I can hear her say quietly.

She points to the desk next to Jimin. The boy sitting in it immediately sits up and smiles. She shoots him another icy look and his face falls into an expression of horror.

"I-I can switch with her," he says sounding terrified.

"Thank you," Mrs. Elk says. She waits a second before addressing the class.

"We have a visitor today," Mrs. Elk explains. "Her name is Lee Suyeon. She is Jimin's cousin and will just be here for today."

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