My Rich Classmate | JJK ✔︎

21| Sketch

Y/N's POV:

I started to take my stuff out of the boxes I brought from my home after doing my usual morning routine. I grabbed a few books in my hand from a box to place them on my study table. I nicely arranging them on my study table when I saw someone's shadow entering my bedroom. I turned back to see who it was and it was none other than Jungkook who was peeking into my bedroom through the door which was already opened. He gave me a nervous smile as his steps got inside the room. Then he stood next to me with hands in his pockets and sent his eyes all over the room to see what I was doing.

"I told you to tell me when you start arranging your room" He said and grabbed some books from the same box.

"Well yeah... But I didn't want to bother you" I told him while wiping the dust on the books.

"No. You are not bothering me"

"Then you can help if you like" I told him and I scratched the tip of my nose as the dust ran through my nose.

"Yes, I'd love to" He stepped closer to me and reached his hand towards my face. He placed his thumb on the tip of my nose and wiped the dust away from my nose as I touched it earlier with my dusty hands. I shyly looked away from the smile he gave me when he wiped the dust away. Both of us went back to work while he opened another box that was filled with more books.

Jungkook's POV:

I opened another box while Y/N kept arranging her study table. It was occupied with books but most of them were not school notebooks. Some of them looked like scrapbooks and some of them were sketchbooks. Woah! I never knew that Y/N can draw. I was curious to take a look at her artwork but didn't want to be a barrier to her privacy. So I decided not to look at them without her permission. Then I grabbed those sketchbooks in my hand to place them on the book rack. I successfully placed two of the sketchbooks on the book rack but the third sketchbook unexpectedly slipped out of my hand and fell on the ground opening one of the pages itself.

I bent down to take it but suddenly stopped my hand after seeing the drawing on that page. It was a pair of eyes and it looked so familiar to me. I tried to remember who's eyes were they. Wait! They are my eyes! YES! THEY ARE MINE! That's the time I noticed that they were my eyes which were drawn in that sketchbook. It was well drawn and highly detailed. It's probably a masterpiece. It looked exactly the same to my eyes and there was no difference between the art and my eyes. Then I began to think why did Y/N draw my eyes on her sketchbook but nothing came to my mind in that situation. I looked at Y/N to see if she's looking at what I was doing but she was still busy with her work. So I quickly grabbed my phone out of my pocket and took some photos of the drawing. Then I placed the sketchbook on the book rack like nothing happened.

"Hey Jungkook, I can't remember anything after we stepped out of the club. What really happened?" She asked me but I suddenly began to giggle.

"Well... You were pretty amazing yesterday, after got drunk" I winked.

"What do you mean?"

"You opened the car window and screamed at the car next to us. You talked some weird funny things and teased me too. And also, you even tried to rip your crop top" I said holding my laugh.

"Rip my top!? I did that?"

"So you can't remember anything you did last night?"

"Nope. I didn't do anything wrong right? I didn't rip my top right?" She panicked.

"Umm... No. I stopped you from ripping your top after telling you more than a hundred times"

"Ohh thanks" She said with a nervous smile.