Let Me Hold Your Hand

The Reason

Anusha's pov;

The lab started to fill up as Taehyung started talking with someone with brown hair and hazelnut eyes. I didn't know his name but I was familiar with his face.

I was looking around and noticed Jackson entering the room. He looked away as soon as he made eye contact with me.

"Bloody dumb ass, I will take care of you later," I muttered.

"Keep quiet, you people are not in elementary school." Mr. Archer yelled at the class the second he entered the Lab.

He grumpily explained today's experiment and dismissed us to fetch our lab equipments. Before I could go and get them, Taehyung voluntarily went to get the equipments. Shrugging my shoulders, I obliged.

He left me to fill the burette. There was a big line to fill it.

I was about to stand in line with everyone else. But, I gave up on the decision when I saw Jungkook.

I had to m stand behind him. I was not in the mood to deal with him.

"Aren't you going to fill the brunette??" Taehyung inquired as he returned, carrying the materials.

"Yeah, I will get going." I forced a smile.

"Okay, then do it fast," he jokingly orders me and smiled back.

As soon as I approached the line I regretted my own decision. Because I had to stand behind the Jungkook and he was already smirking at me.

I stood behind him, plastering on a poker face and keeping my head down to avoid his eye contact. He kept shooting long glances at me. I could feel it. when I made eye contact with him. I rolled my eyes at him.

Thank goodness, he didn't comment on anything, which is unusual. He filled his burette. Shot one last stare at me before he left. I got to fill up my burette peacefully.

An hour later, We finished our experiment on Acid-base titration.

"Okay, time to wind up the class. Those who aren't finished will continue to the next class. Everyone can leave now." Mr. Archer announced and left the class.

The second Mr.Archer left the class. The class was filled with loud noises everyone went to return their equipments and scrambled over the door immediately as their life depends on this Lab.

Everyone left the class, Taehyung said Goodbye to me right before he departed.

I was the only student left in the lab, I was helping Mr.Styles to clean up the lab after the class.

Mr.Styles was our lab technician, he is a very kind-hearted person. He helped me so many times when I was doomed by my clumsiness.

He went under cardiac surgery a while back, hence I used to help him clean the lab after every class.

I finished my work after a bit,  stepped out of the lab.

"Hey, Anu, what's up?" Bambam poked at my head as I stepped out of the way.

Jackson hid behind him and kept his head down.

"Hey, bro." I greeted Bambam and continued, "what's my ex-labmate Jackson doing here??" I made sure to emphasized the word ex-labmate.

"Anu, please just let me explain everything." he pleaded with me.

"Okay, care to explain." I crossed my arms.

He took a deep breath before coming forward.

"You already know that my friendship with Nam Joon's was ruined. I thought to make it up with him, hence yesterday, I spoke with Tae about changing the partners. But.."