(completed) "You have to let it all go.
The way he kissed you, the way he smelled, the way he touched your waist and pulled you in.
You have to let it go and you have to let him go.
Because that's who he was, not who he is."
Changing out of my school uniform and into my favorite turquoise Stüssy sweater and black athletic shorts, I was ready to prepare myself a cup of homemade hot latte, until my objective was disrupted by an abrupt knock on the door.
"Comingggg." I groaned as I hurriedly darted to the entrance, unfastened the lock, and opened the front door.
There stood Jungkook, perculiarly still with his backpack but attired in a grey oversize jacket, a simple white T-shirt, and comfy-looking joggers.
"Can I come in?" he asked, being quite respectful towards me for the very first time.
"Sure?" I permitted with doubtfulness, still very puzzled to why he came all the way here.
Examining my living room and kitchen upon his entry, Jungkook asked out of curiosity, "Where're your parents?"
"Still at work." I informed him, following with the question, "So, what brings you here?"
Evidently reluctant to tell me the purpose of his visit, he ruffled the backside of his hair with his pale skin gradually transitioning into a dark red color.
"I-I have a favor to ask." he finally spilled something without looking in my direction, seeming to be avoiding to get to the point.
"What is it?" I patiently awaited for his request, feeling like I was speaking to a shy little boy.
"So like, y-you know how Jimin used to tutor me when I needed help with my schoolwork?" Jungkook began to confess little-by-little, making this even more difficult for himself.
"Yeah...?" I said, starting to get a hint of what his predictable intention of coming here is.
"Since I don't have Jimin to ask for help..." he trailed off, the redness of his face now reaching all the way to the tip of his ears.
"C-Can you be my tutor Hana?" Jungkook let it out despite the delay, and I couldn't help but laugh super hard at how he made this situation so unnecessarily climactic.
"Are you serious? You struggled so much to ask me that?" I asked and gave him a look of complete disbelief, shaking my head at his exaggeration.
"I don't like depending on you okay. I feel like a loser." he mumbled and pouted out of humiliation, probably still think he's above me in all aspects.
"Whatever. Take out whatever you need and sit down. I'll begin your tutoring session after I make my coffee." I directed him to my living room table, then sauntered over to the kitchen to brew my long-awaited latte.
Obediently situating himself down on the fuzzy carpet, Jungkook scoffed, "Alright Ms. Bossy."
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"So you use this formula to solve problems like these. Do you get the lesson now?" I indicated the math problem I was referring to with the tip of my ballpoint pen, but strangely didn't get an answer from the dumb butt next to me.
"Jungkook?" I turned my head to my right where he sat, but saw something that wasn't much of a surprise to me.
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"Aaaand of course you'd be asleep." I palmed my face for actually believing he was eager to learn when being fully aware of his lethargy and absent-mindedness.
Sighing at my inability to be furious at him, especially because of his chubby cheeks that entices me to squish it until it's swollen, I snatched the beige fleece blanket on the sofa behind me and spread it on top of his body to keep him warm.
Genuinely concerned about his educational life and academic future, I planted a light pat on his fluffy head and mumbled to myself, "You make me worry Jungkook."
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~ Jungkook's POV ~
I jerked myself awake from my peaceful slumber, having another one of those typical dreams of falling off of some stairs with seemingly endless steps.
Sluggishly rubbing my eyes with my knuckles, I flinched instinctively once again at the sight of a sleeping body beside me, who just turned out to be Hana.
Oh, right.
Hana was tutoring me.
Suddenly overwhelmed by a sense of guilt for falling asleep on her, I concluded that the least I could do was help her sleep in a comfortable position.
Grasping onto my knees and utilizing them to get myself up from the floor, I took a step forward and knelt down in front of Hana's motionless figure.
It's amazing how merely staring at her effortlessly gorgeous facial structures, such as her naturally long lashes, relatively small nose, and attractively pudgy lips, somehow cues a band of drummers within my chest to start playing vociferously.
Since when did she become so captivating?
Unable to take my eyes off of this sleeping beauty in front of me, one reprehensible thought was continuously lingering inside my mind.
Man, I'm so tempted to kiss her right now.
But not wanting to steal a secret kiss from her like some sort of malicious thief, I whispered under my breath, "Just kidding."
Although I ridicule and torment her at times, I still do respect Hana entirely as a woman and my friend.
Shaking my mischievous thinking out of my head, I returned my attention to my primary purpose of kneeling down by her side.
Sliding my arms under her legs and her back, I upraised her heavy body with all my power and placed her down onto the sofa as cautiously as possible.
But as I did so, I could smell Hana's girly lavender perfume which I never really noticed before.
This inevitably made me blush madly, and her adorable sleeping face definitely was not helping at all.
"Shit..." I cursed as quietly as possible as I stressfully ran my fingers through my bangs, finding myself inescapably falling for Hana even more every time I discover a new detail about her.
Soon enough, every little feature of hers became my favorite thing.
