Into The Paradise: BTS School

Chapter Two

*Shookt!*

I always get this feeling when I feel guilty of something.

"Since It's our first class, I will let it pass."

He's looking for a seat. Avoiding his stare, as much as possible. He might kill me. I don't want to fight in my first class. No way! I'm ba good girl

"Actually, your timing is great, Come and sit with Nadine at the back. Do the activity together"

Oh mother packer of all the mother

"Sir, I can do this myself" I said voluntarily and convincing smile

"That won't do." Without hesitation he responds, Explain the instructions and he walk towards my direction

He dump his things looking like a sign of 'We will not get along'

With all my almighty confidence "Hi" and put on a big smile that should reach my ears and yes I did have the courage to talk to him

"Skip with the intro. Put your things out and let's get it done"

Since it's my first class and I'm still adjusting on my schedule

I'm screwed and I don't know how to say to him that I don't have materials

"Uhm. You know, Act-actually"

He raise his hand and heavily sigh, Ohh I'm really sorry Mr. Jungkook

Please, forgive me

"I can give ideas and will also help. I'm quite good you know" I bite my lips gently, patiently waiting for his response

He puffs out an exhausted breath and brushes his face in his hands

"Just leave or do whatever you please, I will do this alone. I think that should be better, you might ruin it"

He start sketching in his notebook first, I still tried communicating with him with my ideas, but he ignores me. 'Yah! We should separate school stuffs to personal business' badly want to say that to him and hit his neck ts

After beating him up in my mind, I realized that he is doing a great job painting, unlike earlier his face become relax, the way he stroke the brush to the canvas, putting some colors to some side.
He wipe his sweat with the back if his hand. That is bonus everyone.

Capturing every moment he brushes, his rosie gold hair that let out a sweat makes him hot. His black checkerd shirt that complete the sight of him.

Wearing that fuming face, he turn his face to my side "Stop staring, it creeps me out"

I pout my lips, wanting to fight back. But my patience and conscience is keeping me still

"Stop everyone, put everything down you are holding. Continue your work home, don't try to change or make someone else do your work, I know for sure how you work" gathering all his things in his hands

"Submit it to my office next monday, Good day" He left us out

"I will continue it on our home" Wearing my most friendly smile

"Make sure you don't mess it up and also pay me for this" He point the canvas, coloring materials and his work

"Okay, No problem" he handed it to me with care

If we didn't met in that way, I will get his number and flirt with him. He's perfect and destiny made us partners. In that instant, I made a story that is impossible to happen.

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After a week staying, I made a friend, her name is Natalie. We were paired at P.E Class, and we are going to be partner until the year end of school