Jeon Jungkook, the punk who is only kind to me
* writing Please be aware that there may be some profanity in this content, so please read with caution :)
“..He didn’t come today?”
Just in case Jungkook came out early, I woke up earlier than usual and applied cushion and tint. However, when I came out and looked around, Jungkook was gone. It was a road I always walked alone, but I think I unconsciously got used to going back and forth with Jungkook for a few days. I returned to square one and headed to school alone again without Jungkook.
The whole time I was walking alone, all I could think about was Jungkook. I usually didn't care, but at some point, I only cared about Jungkook and thought about him. I don't know if it was because I had a friend like Jungkook who was so affectionate to me for the first time in my life. Or was there really a 0.0001% chance that I liked Jungkook? I was worried, not worried.
“Hey, no way… No way…”
“Really? A guy like me? That guy?”
I was thankful that the streets were empty because it was so early in the morning. If I had walked down the street muttering to myself like that in a crowded place, people would probably call me a crazy bitch. Before I knew it, I arrived at the school gates. Thankfully, Kim Taehyung was nowhere to be seen, and I was able to enter the classroom without any problems.
I carefully opened the back door of the classroom, but the lights were off and Jeongguk wasn't there. The first thought that came to my mind was, "Are you not going to school today?" I sighed briefly, entered the classroom, and closed the door.
“If you don’t come, at least say something. I’ll just keep waiting.”
Even without looking in the mirror, I could tell my lips were sticking out like a duck's. I sat down, tossed my bag down, and flopped down on my desk. Perhaps because I had woken up so early in the morning after a long time, I was overcome with sleepiness, but even I couldn't stop myself from making the decision to see Jungkook. But Jungkook didn't come, and only his classmates came in, slowly filling the empty seats. Eventually, I fell asleep again, not knowing whether Jungkook would come to school or not.
“Hey, Yeoju… Kim Yeoju…”
“Hey, Kim Yeo-ju isn’t waking up. What’s going on?”
“What should I do? Wake up quickly!!”
How long had it been since I fell asleep? I woke up frowning at the sound of whispering right next to me. The kid in front of me seemed to finally feel relieved, and had a short chat with his friends next to him before apologizing for waking me up. I was annoyed that they had suddenly woken me up without me knowing what was going on, so I asked them what was going on.
“Well, that, that is... I don’t know if I can tell you this...”
“……But what.”
While they were mumbling, I glanced at Jungkook's seat next to mine. Jungkook's messenger bag was on the desk, and I was secretly upset that he had left without saying a word. Oh, right, I was sleeping...
Even so, I was frustrated because of the kids who kept talking in front of me and pretending not to talk.
“Who are you talking about?”
“That.. Jeon Jungkook.”
“..? Why is he looking for me?”
“No, that’s not it.. There’s a guy named Kim Taehyung in the class next door, and yesterday the two of them got into a verbal argument and ended up getting into a fist fight. The two of them were dragged to the teacher’s office after getting yelled at by the teacher since morning...”
“Did you really hit each other so hard you even raised your fists? No, that’s not it. When did you go?”
"It's a bit cool.. I told you because you and Jungkook seemed close. I'm sorry if it made you uncomfortable.. "
"Oh, no, it's okay. I'm sorry I got irritated. You two just went to the teacher's office, right?"
" huh..! "
“Okay. Thanks for letting me know.”
I was already half asleep listening to the story. I expected them to fight, but I didn't expect them to fight to the point of raising their fists like this. I headed to the teacher's office with a trembling heart. I didn't know whose fault it was, but I walked faster, hoping that neither of us were seriously hurt. Luckily, the teacher's office was located close to our class. Inside the office, our homeroom teacher raised his voice and scolded us, asking if we were childishly hitting each other in a third-year high school fight.
But strangely, although I heard Jungkook's voice say "I'm sorry" in the middle, I couldn't hear Taehyung's voice at all. The classmates clearly said that Kim Taehyung was dragged to the teacher's office too, but I couldn't hear it at all. I thought that the homeroom teacher of the next class might be in this office, but the seating chart had the teacher's name written on it. As I continued to stand in the office, only hearing the homeroom teacher's and Jungkook's voices, I felt my back getting stiffer, so I crouched down against the wall.
And 10 minutes before class started, the teacher came out with a still heated expression. I got up in a hurry and bowed to say hello. The teacher raised his hand and walked down the opposite hallway. Jungkook came out of the staff room a long time after the teacher left. And then our eyes met. Jungkook usually greets me, but today he ignored me and passed by. Even though our eyes clearly met, he just walked by. Why? Why?
“Hey Jeon Jungkook! Where are you going!”
“ …….……… ”
“Oh really.. Hey Jeon Jungkook!! Let’s go together!”
“ ………….…. ”
Jungkook continued to walk briskly towards his class, ignoring my words. I quickly ran over and grabbed his wrist as he was about to enter, pulling him back. Jungkook stared at me, expressionless. His face was covered in scars, presumably from the beatings he'd received from Kim Taehyung. There weren't just one or two, but several. Only now did I realize the situation was beyond serious.
“Hey, why is your face like this…”
“Let go of your wrist.”
“.. I don’t like it. I’m not letting you go. Go see me right now.”
“..I’ll take care of it, so let go of my wrist.”
The class's attention gradually turned to us, but I ignored it and grabbed Jungkook's wrist more tightly. Jungkook must have sensed the stares of his classmates as he looked around and sighed deeply. Jungkook put strength into his hand and shook off my hand that was holding his wrist. I looked at Jungkook with a blank expression, surprised by the great strength. Jungkook also let out a groan for a moment and showed his expression and actions as if he didn't know what to do.
Soon, Jungkook went into the classroom, slung his bag and mine on his shoulders, told the classmates not to look at him, then went out into the hallway where I was, slammed the door, grabbed my wrist hard, and took me down the stairs. He must have grabbed my wrist so hard that it hurt so much that it was excruciating. I wanted to tell him to let go, but since it was the same situation as before, I kept my mouth shut and endured. I didn't know where Jungkook was going, but we walked to a corner of the playground without saying a word. Jungkook turned his head to make sure no one was there and stared at me.
“Why, why...”
” ……………. “
“Oh, it’s so frustrating, what’s going on!!”
"Don't talk to Kim Taehyung, don't say hello or smile in front of him, and don't even look at each other."
"..Huh, why?"
“ 김태형 그 개새끼가 너를, “
"Huh? Why me?"
Jungkook stopped talking and didn't continue. He just kept sighing. I was feeling frustrated too. I cut him off abruptly, saying it wasn't Jungkook, and apologized for dragging him out on his own.
"I apologized, but let's do something about your injury. What's this on your handsome face?"
“Am I handsome?”
“Hey, honestly, you’re pretty damn handsome!!”
“..Are you going home?”
“Well, where are you going?”
"You should hurry up and go home and get some sleep."
Jungkook must have felt embarrassed when I told him he was handsome, so I changed the subject. When Jungkook made it a point to go home separately, I immediately asked him how he was going to treat his wounds.
“It will heal on its own.”
“You’ll end up with a scar!”
"..Then what should I do?"
"Hey, I'll put some ointment on it...! Do you have any ointment and bandages at home?"
"There isn't any."
“It’s at my house, just apply some medicine and go!”
“Or so.”
As usual, I headed to my house with Jungkook. I had no other intentions, just to help heal the wound on his face. As we slowly walked across the playground together, I felt something strong behind me and turned around, but there was no one. Jungkook asked why, but I told him it was nothing and started walking again with my stopped feet.
‘What is this feeling..’
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Taehyung was resting his chin on the ledge of the school rooftop and silently staring at Yeoju and Jeongguk from above.
Taehyung saw Jungkook and Yeoju walking together, laughed out loud, opened the rooftop door, slammed it shut, and went down the stairs. So when Yeoju looked back, Taehyung was nowhere to be seen.
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I can't help but feel like today's episode lacks content compared to other episodes..! But I think if I add more, it'll get too long and you'll get bored, so I'm going to end it here. ㅎㅎ
Who is the female protagonist's older brother?
Who dared to hurt Jeongguk's face?
I think they'll all appear together in the next episode!
I've completely finished the content so all that's left is for me to run >_<
My current goal is to finish it within next month.
I'm thinking about episode 20 right now!
The conversation was too long
Thank you so much for reading my post today❤️
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