I first met Jungkook when I was in my third year of middle school.Jungkook was handsome at the time, but he was shorter and smaller than most boys his age, so he was often teased. But I was his friend and sat next to him, so I always helped him and looked out for him.
One day, the teacher suddenly announced that Jungkook would be transferring schools.
Since no reason was given, his classmates assumed that he was transferring schools to escape the bullying because he couldn't stand it.
When school ended and I got home, I cried a year's worth of tears that day.
I hated Jungkook for leaving me, his friend, without saying a word, and I felt betrayed.
No, to be honest, I liked Jungkook.
He was always teased, but he was kind to everyone.
I may have just been a friend to him, but he was special to me.
Crying, I tried to send a KakaoTalk message, but it said, "This account has been canceled," and when I called, I got an announcement saying, "This number is no longer in service."
I cried myself to sleep, hoping that Jungkook would appear in my dreams.
"Everyone, be quiet! I'm your homeroom teacher starting today for your third year of high school..."After I forgot about Jungkook, I was already in my third year of high school.
No, actually I didn't completely forget, my memory just gradually faded away.
I still have no idea where Jungkook is or what he's doing.
"Students in the back there! The teacher is speaking, so listen carefully!"
"Um... sorry."
"Anyway, everyone get along well. But you're in your third year of high school, so you need to study hard for your entrance exams, okay? No playing around, just studying, okay?"
"Yes..."
"Also, there will be a new transfer student starting today. He's transferring for personal reasons, so please don't pry into his details. I'll introduce him in the first class."
"Yes!"
Everyone replied enthusiastically, and the teacher covered his ears as he left the classroom.
The moment the teacher came out, the class became noisy.
The seat next to me was empty, so I sat quietly by myself.
With nothing in particular to do, I lay down on my desk and was about to go to sleep when...
The back door slammed open.
「......」
"…picture?"
It felt a bit strange.
It was a face I'd seen somewhere before.
"That can't be," I told myself.
But the person who entered the classroom was completely different from the Jungkook I knew.
He had sharp eyes and a somewhat scary aura about him.
He looked around the classroom and walked out confidently.
The classroom instantly went silent, and he sat down next to me.
All of our classmates' eyes were on him and me.
I shed tears, thinking to myself, "My high school life is over for this year."
"...Kim Yeo-joo?"
"Huh? Did you call me?"
「……」
"…what?"
Looking at the name tag up close, I saw that it read "Jeon Jungkook."
Without a doubt, it was him.
But he said nothing, just stared at me, then snorted.
I got goosebumps.
This is not the kind Jungkook I know.
This person is scary.
"Don't stare at me like that."
"…sorry."
He had once said, "I don't like students at school who dye their hair or wear flashy earrings," but now Jungkook has become exactly that kind of student.
The atmosphere in the classroom instantly became cold.
But he started fiddling with his smartphone as if he was used to it.
Why was the seat next to me empty?
"Don't get stuck in the past."
"...Huh? You told me?"
"Think for yourself."
"...Uh, yeah. Thank you?"
Wait a minute, what was that?
If you think about what he said, it means that Jungkook remembers me too.
He wasn't the type of person to casually say sentimental things...
The bell rang to signal the start of class and everyone took their seats.
The students around Jungkook in particular were a little nervous as they took their seats.
"There's a transfer student here, so you probably don't want to study on your first day, right? You can be quiet during the first period."
Everyone thanked the teacher, moved to their friends' seats, and started chatting.
But I had no friends, so I just sat there.
And Jungkook was the same.
However, unlike me, he didn't look bored and remained expressionless.
Maybe I'll take this opportunity to talk to him...
"Hey, Jungkook."
「？」
He didn't reply, just looked at me.
I wonder when it got so big.
He used to be about the same size as me, but now he looks twice, maybe even three times, my size.
Her face was even more beautiful.
Let's pretend we don't know him anymore.
"Why did you call?"
"Um... what school did you transfer from?"
"From the countryside."
"The countryside? Isn't it a quiet place?"
"Well, I don't really remember."
"...I see."
He replied curtly, and I didn't ask any further questions.
I lay face down on the desk and quietly closed my eyes.
It was noisy around us, but Jungkook and I were the only ones who were quiet.
I sighed softly as I thought about what was to come.
Will I get along well with Jungkook?