Chapter 1
Finally, this year is the last year of High School. It’s really no big difference for you cause nothing’s gonna change except your love for your classmate. Cliché. Surprisingly to you, you still have a big fat crush on him. Normally, you would just have a small crush on people but this time, it has actually been over 2 years now, ever since you came to this school.
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“Y/N!”
Your one and only best friend, Jungkook, hugged your arm tightly. Despite of how loud he called your name and people were looking but you didn’t care. Cause he was being adorable to you.
“We are in the same class again.”
He smiled brightly to you.
“Oh yayyyy...”
You gave him the ‘most excited tone’ that you’ve ever given.
“Sigh... I’m stuck with you again.”
The lips of Jungkook started pouting and linked arms with yours.
“Yah! If I am not with you, you’ll be alone.”
You chuckled.
“Yeah, thank you.”
You winked playfully at him and accepted his linked arms.
“Oh! Your crushie is still the same class as us.”
Yes, Jungkook knows that you have a crush on someone. I mean, of course he has to know. Without him in your life, you’ll be dead like a corpse.
“I saw.”
“Hehe...”
Your dearest friend responded you with a blank expression.
“Yahhh. Don’t be like that to me.”
You swing Jungkook’s arms forth and back.
“Can’t believe I have to deal with you.”
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“I almost forgot to tell you. Your BTS-thingy are transferred to our school.”
Although, he explained it the most offensives way to a huge fan. You blinked your eyes hardly, needing him to express it more.
“Yes, you heard it right.”
“...wah-what?!”
You screamed.
Jungkook quickly covered your mouth, looking around, giving awkward smiles to people.
“Yah!”
“so-sorry...”
Your eyes has never moved so quickly. You looked at the list of students in which classes they are on a board. Once you saw which class they are. You couldn’t even believe it.
“Jungkook, slap me.”
“What?”
“You heard me. Slap me.”
“Wha-what? I can’t do that.”
“Yes, you can. You have hands, don’t you?”
Jungkook hestitately raised his hand up, ready to slap you.
Instead of a slap, he shook you hard.
“What- the- fu-ck.”
