BOOK 1
Jeon Jungkook, a quiet boy who loves to draw, One day, as he cleaned his room, He found an empty notebook in his drawer.
He decides to take it and draw. He never thought magic would appear in between the pages.
Kim Taehyung, a nerd who loves...
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Jungkook looked at his watch, it was thirty minutes before the first period and he was already at school. The raven-haired boy was sitting in his usual seat in the class, no one of his friends appeared yet. He was reading his book, he almost finished it, and can't wait to send it for Taehyung to read. It has been three days since Tae was in Busan. The scarred boy told his friends about what happened and they all said that they knew that they'd met because they felt it. How? They wouldn't say.
He was sitting in class and regretting not bringing another book. This book, that he was reading now, was the one he recommended to Tae, most of the time, finishing books is an easy task but this time the book was longer. Jungkook was twenty pages away from the end, and like most twenty last pages, it was the war, the battlefield with all the heroes against the villains, or more like "the evil force" or "the dark creatures" and the scarred boy loved it, reading about it for some reason excited him even when he almost cried over the main character when he almost dies, but what can he say, fantasy books are something he would always love.
"Hey, Jungkook, right?" There was someone talking to him, a calming voice, it sounded like when you drink a nice honey drink. Jungkook finished the sentence he was in and closed the book, he looked up, and then when he saw the person that was talking to him his eyes widened, he- "you forgot to put your bookmark," Eunwoo said. Shit, he didn't even check what page he was. The scarred boy's ears turned red from embarrassment. Jungkook immediately looked back down at his book and opened it to look for his missing page, he was glad that he had only a couple of pages left. "I'm sorry if I distracted you," the handsome boy in front of him said. "It's okay," Jungkook said but his voice sounded like a whisper, but unfortunately, Eunwoo heard him. "What book are you reading? It's long." "Why are you talking to me?" Jungkook couldn't stop himself and looked back up putting his hand on the page to stop the book from closing. "Why wouldn't I?" Eunwoo backfires with another question.
"I don't know, because I'm a nerd and probably all the girls-" the scarred boy looked around at the empty class, "-would like to be in my place?" Jungkook didn't know where his confidence came from all of a sudden, he had a crush on the handsome boy for a while, but now he is not quite sure if he still has. "There is no one here, my friends didn't show up yet, so I was bored," Eunwoo answered. "So you thought about stopping me from reading the last part and the most important and good part of the book?" Jungkook didn't mean to say it, why did he? "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." "It's okay, I get it." "No, it's not okay, I'm sorry for sounding rude, it's just you came right when the monster hit the hero and I don't know what happened to him..." He rumbled, again. "Would you mind if I'll sit here and wait for my friends while you finish your book?" Eunwoo asked. "I don't see why not." "Thank you," the handsome boy said and sat on an empty chair to Jungkook's left. "Your welcome," the scarred boy looked down at his book and looked for his place, continuing on reading.
Jungkook forgot from Eunwoo, and blocked away all noises from students who arrived in the class, he was determined to read the end, to reach to the last page, to see if it will have a sequel and he is that clumsy from not checking beforehand or not. And for Jungkook's luck, it was a single book, the end was so shocking that the raven-haired boy looked at the empty board in front of him thinking about what the hell was that awesome ending. He didn't notice Minghao who stood in front of him and blocked his sight from the board.
