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Jimin: Chapter 5 ツ

Y/n POV:

'How do you even know him? I mean... his first ever class was my class, did you see him around or something?' My eyes widen, has I start to bombard his tony brain with tons of questions.

'Well, he came in our class asking if we were 12E and seemed a bit confused with the locations. And believe it or not YoU'rE iN 12E!' the sarcasm wasn't unheard by me and the boy simply giggled... it was nice hearing him giggle.

'Wow, we got a 148IQ here! Now, can we please have lunch? I'm hungry...' I baby talked, my stomach growled as my pout grew and we unconsciously started walking to my locker area together.

'Not WE, it's only YOU who needs to get your lunch. Maybe because you ended up spending almost 20 minutes with that teacher.' A slight eye roll and chuckle was earned by me from him, yet he seemed a bit annoyed. 

Giggling, laughing and insulting each other we got to my locker. Because mine was near the corner, Jimin could lean against the wall freely without watching out for teachers. If they caught you leaning against the wall or any sort of contact, that will earn you a consequence. It practically shouts 'Look at me! I'm touching these precious, expensive school walls with my nasty, crusty, musty hands!'. What can be said? It was a private school...not just any... a money orientated, greedy and overall stupid one. 

It has the highest ranking among the country for being posh, rich and well... has a reputation that was built with... cash. Even our uniforms were more expensive then a months rent. Black blazers with the hand sewed white school logo, Black ugly school shoes, grey pants 100% cotton for the boys, black tiny, tiny pencil skirts not even mid- thigh for the girls, and a white classy shirt which is $450 alone. Sometimes, these black clothes give me funeral vibes. Probably a funeral for all my dying brain cells. 

'You know... you still haven't answered me. What were you doing that took you so long?' A genuine question escaped his mouth, tapping his chin with his index finger.

Entering my lock combination to my middle locker, I tried to balance my 2 folders on my right thigh guarding them with my arms around it clinging to the lock. Being the gentle man he is, Jimin reached in and grabbed the heavy equipment filled with books. 

'Mr. Kim was just giving me advice on how to write my essay with less errors.' I quickly stated. Even mentioning his name made me flustered, but my mind kept wondering about those empty, sad eyes.

'THAT took you like 15 minutes? Just him giving you advice?' raising an eyebrow at my answer, his voice seeping with nothing but curiosity. 

Unzipping my bag and I opened the foil wrapped around my food. taking out the vegetable sandwich drowning in spinach I couldn't help but scrunch my nose at my mum's homemade lunch. The fallacious smell filled the air, I instantly closed it back to how it was. Though Jimin's question didn't go unheard by me.

'What the hell do you think happen Jimin? What are you thinking?' stopping my lunch search and looking up to make eye- contact, now it was my time to raise an eyebrow.

'Nothing, you just seemed a little flustered walking out of the class. Was he that hot?' Jimin said in a teasingly, once again smirking.

I immediately lifted up my sandwich, threating to throw it towards the idiot next to me. Throwing that horrendous lunch I was about to consume, it flew right at his chest. What was I thinking? Using my folders, he shielded himself before the attack could reach him. We both witnessed the sandwich plop right on the floor near his feet... not wasting anytime, he threw my folders to the side and picked up the foil wrapped monstrosity. As a smirk took over his lips, he unwrapped it, and lifted up the creation with his index finger, and his thumb.

'So you have chosen death have you now?' His voice was no longer teasing... but serious.

'D- don't you dare Jimin... You know my mother would freak if that smell got near my clothing... I'll do anything...' I sometimes wished I didn't stutter, it made me look weak as hell. 

Wearing a itty, bitty pencil skirt didn't help at all, running would bounce it up and I am no sucker for giving people a free show. keyword... free. Stepping back I was contemplating if I could somehow hide somewhere. It's not like I could outrun this beast anyway, or fight him with my spaghetti arms and legs.

'Anything?' He tilted his head, making himself look even more like a beast.

'Nothing i- inappropriate though' 

'Don't worry 18 year old, soon to be 19 year old, virgin. I will make sure you can do it very well.' Jimin scoffed. He really believed his comment 100% true.

Virgin? Who? Oh! That's suppose to be me.

'Help with my essay, and this hideous piece of shit you call lunch won't be spread onto your pretty little face.' He slyly came closer, knowing I wasn't going to say no.

'I was gonna help anyway chicken brain, you don't need to put a gun to my head for that.' I stepped back away from that killer sandwich. 

'I know, you're always busy with something so I ended up just sticking with norm.' Almost a little dust of sadness in his tone. My heart swelled with guilt once again today.

'Sorry... you know my parents and their rul-' I didn't even get to finish my sentence when...

Jimin threw that disastrous, monster sandwich at my face. The sticky, gooey mayo was now slathered all onto my cheeks, nose, forehead and not to mention some even managed to make it into my mouth. Dripping down, it started to make it's way down to my shirt and all over black blazer. My eyes widened as I was still processing what the actual heck was happening. My fists clenched, as I heard him dying of laughter in the background. Oh, his dead meat.

'YOU MOTHERFUCKER-' I was FUMING. I was disgusted, that little brat!

'Jimin? What the hell man?! You said you were going to the bathroom not leaving us for this ugly nerd!' Their voice was filled with pure anger. I looked up... only to see the person I would rather not see. Wait... there were others?

END OF CHAPTER 5...°

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Author- Note:

I would just like to address that my stories include plots, events and not just smut. I totally understand if some people only read for smut sometimes (like myself) but I also want there to be drama, chaos and a good storyline. So please don't expect smut in every single chapter, but I'm also not saying that there will be NO be smut. 😏

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