"Not this again," I grumbled as I hastily took my phone out and called Jungkook, whose number I got in Jeju.
"Noona?" He answered.
"I'm sorry, is now not a good time?"
"I'm having a snack right now. What's up?"
"I-I'm getting m-messages again."
"When did you get your last one?"
"I-In my locker this morning. It's my first one since I got back."
"So you're saying that your stalker took a hiatus for a few days?"
"I guess so."
"Y/N!? Have you been ditching class?" My teacher storms out.
"I-I'm—"
"Detention after school today. No buts." She slams the door.
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"Hey, isn't it that girl Y/N?"
"The slut that was with Jimin?"
"I don't know what he sees in her."
"Yeah, she's a fatass and she's not even pretty."
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick—when will this hell be over?
"Psst," I heard someone behind me. Fucking naughty kids. Always wanting attention.
"Pssst." The voice become louder.
"What?" I whisper yelled and spun around to find a girl. Her shirt hung low and her lip gloss was applied a bit heavily. So she's one of those creeps.
"You're dating Jimin, right?"
Is she for real? I nod, not wanting to cause a scene.
"You should reconsider that idea. I've heard some...things."
"You're getting on my nerves. If you want to say something, then say it." I snap.
SSHHH!
"Let's talk once detention is over," I whisper softly, and she nods.
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The Bet (박지민)
Fanfiction"If she ends up falling for you, I'll pay you 100,000 won, but if you end up falling for her, you have to pay me 100,000 won." "Deal."
