Destined || j.jk (✅Completed)

𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗

Chapter nine: Whatever

It has been a day more than two weeks now and Jungkook continued teaching as a coach in the academy. Pretty quickly he grew everybody's favourite, including Y/N but she's stubborn and doesn't admit it. She started to think about everything that was wrong around her.

If this continued to happen, she would die in the dark hole that she dug for herself.

Y/N's P.O.V:

Another tedious 'Y/N you are terrible in stealth and must improve or ....' lecture from Miss Maria. Like what is her problem?? If she sucks at teaching, it's not my fault. I kinda grew to become her enemy after bunking the class last time. I guess she expected too much from me...

I love studying and all but I'm a human too, who gets fed up of people rather easily and when I do, well just remind yourself to NOT cross paths with me or who knows what may happen. Everyone has bad days, right?

Everything has been a lot to handle with Annie missing because of me and there is no sign of Taehyung. I and my 'team' has been trying to locate him but so far, no luck. I have no clue where he is hiding. It has been weeks! Thinking about in what condition he is keeping Annie in is enough to make me lose my senses in the worst ways possible. I wasn't sure if I was angry at myself or him for what happened to her, or was I just looking for someone else to blame? And I wasn't sure if the sadness of her going missing was more. Maybe it was a lot of both. Furiousness with my low-spirited heart which silently cried out needed air. How long would I have to keep absorbing and how much longer until I could live freely? Is there hope? Non for me at least.

School also feels like a burden weighing me down. Tests? How am I supposed to pass them when I can't even concentrate?!

Recently, it was announced that we would be having our tests, both written and practical and also recently; the male teacher who trained me after school is, God knows where. I haven't been getting my extra training like I used to regularly for the past couple of days.

Does that mean I won't be able to perform and score well? Would I fail and not be able to maintain my straight A's?-

Training to me isn't 'training' it's a way to release stress but since life has planned ahead of time on ways to kill me slowly, that wasn't happening, as a result, I started to overthink. I was bothered all the time and the things that I enjoyed doing, were no longer fun. What's the point of life?

As soon as the bell rung, I sprinted out and continued my way to the next class lazily walking to it.

Whatever just have to get through today.

Trying not to think too much, I kept my head low and took my place on the second row.

Why can't he see properly? I mean he isn't THAT short....Probably blind or-

My thoughts were interrupted by the sudden movements in the class but I didn't care enough to look up. The room fell silent again until someone clicked their tongue, followed by clicks of footsteps.

Why is this person being so noisy? Just enter and sit your butt somewhere! What's the big deal?

I heard a bab-like chuckle and that's when I looked up to see Jeon Jungkook? And oh boy, he looks dangerous today. Black button up strapped with a dark blue slightly studded harness and black jeans with that face of his I don't know how people in his neighbourhood could survive.

Y/N no! What is wrong with you? Stop checking him out!

But honestly though, how ripped is he?!

Why can't I stop staring at his thighs? Woah.

The class had started long ago but I was still stuck at the icon in front of me and the fact that he was RIGHT In front of me was, not good. Damn it this seating arrangement. He occasionally peered at me, probably because I look so stupid and he thinks I'm such a pervert, making me shift my eyes down for the time being until the coast was clear.

He started to walk around the class while giving his lecture and my head moved where ever he went.

If I would keep on staring at him like this and he gets weirded out...would that mean he would never wear this type of outfit again?? I should probably stop looking then..

I was ABOUT to anyways.

Meanwhile, he continued walking but this time took steps towards where the students sat, specifically me; and I panicked. After his eyes met mine for less than a second, I quickly looked down and he stopped in the middle of the first and second row. I could feel his body was in my direction until he turned his face to one of the walls on the left. At least he's not looking at me.

My eyes travelled all the way from his chest to his face noticing how today he styled his hair differently and the moles on his nose and cheek. The one under the lips caught my eye and they stayed there for more than one would like. I don't know if it was the mole or his lips themselves that I couldn't avert my gaze.

I hadn't quite felt like this for someone. Is this normal or am I going crazy?

I forcefully looked away and tried to focus on class but even though I wasn't looking at him, his sweet voice was ringing in my ears like a telephone waiting to be picked up but I was forced to decline the call; his call.

Things just went even more downhill from there with an accidental water spill on me by a passing stranger girl and me tripping on a banana peel during lunch break were just some of them. It took all the power in me to not punch that silly girl who didn't even close the cap of her bottle and was running around the corridor. I did give her deadly glares and shouted at her...which made her cry but at least I didn't do anything physical.

What a sh*tty sh*tty day!

I mumbled to myself sitting on top of a table in the storeroom. It was dark there but also calm and quiet. Cold but I was at peace within the five brick walls all by myself.

I tore random pieces of paper lying beside me staring at the wall coldly thinking about why all the misfortune was tailing me from the day I was born. Wasn't born special, have nothing special, why not just die?

"Because there are things waiting to be found by you. More than special. How would one discover them if they give up on life?"

Holy- that scared me!

I turned my waist towards the door, now open halfway allowing the blaring sunlight to escape in with a man stepping inside. All the light gleaming from behind him made him look, non-human. Like a mystical creature sent from the sky.

He closed the door completely shut and the room turned dark again until the light was turned on.

Wtf? Sir Jeon?

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A/N:

Things gonna get lil thrilling, sit tight. 

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