Test me| (Jungkook/Halla)

3- Smack you.

I raise my eyebrows at him raising his eyebrows.

He eyes me up and down and stops at my neck, the he looks deeply into my eyes, which makes me gulp.

He... looks... mad?

He flings the door open with a pissed expression on his face, still glaring at me.

I look back confused.

"Hey... what..." but he is already in the class room. I furrow my eyebrows. This is weird.

I am deep into thoughts as the teacher comes by. I give him a big smile, which I try not to come out awkwardly. He touches my shoulder with a smile and opens the door for me to enter.

I step inside and my smile falls immediately. I blush as I see everyone staring at me.

Everyone, excep one person.

"Um..." I gulp, my throat getting dry. The teacher, Mr Song, gives me a reassuring smile.

"This is Lee Halla. She is a new transfer student. Tell us something about yourself." Mr Song says.

I gulp again. "Well... I..." the class giggles at my struggles and i look down at my feet.

Embarrassing.

"I...", I look at the teacher, frustrated. He looks back with a slight smile on his face. If there's one thing I hate the most it is public speaking. I silently groan i frustration.

"I am Halla. I transferred here yesterday and I-" as I advert my gaze from the floor I stiffen again.

As a paper piece is thrown at me, the class breaks out in giggles, I pout.

I look at the piece of paper on the floor and look up to meet the rude guy's eyes. He smirks at me and his dark brown orbs bore into mine.

The class wouldn't calm down and I let out a breathy sigh, looking at the floor again.

"Please treat me well." Then I look to the teacher and he points to the place where I will be seating- right next to him.

I look at him, stiffening up, seating himself on the very edge of his chair, then looking at me again angrily, as if it is my fault. I cock my eyebrow at his obvious message of not liking me.

I cross my arms and look at the teacher again with a big smile.

He smiles back. "Please take a seat next to Jungkook."

Jungkook- huh?

I make my way towards him and let my backpack sink down to the floor. I sit down. I stare at him, still with crossed arms.

"Can you stop staring at me?" He mutters. I flinch.

"I'm not staring."

He smirks. He fucking smirks. "You clearly are."

I mumble something under my breath.

"What was that?", he asks, leaning closer.

"Nothing", I hiss back.

We stare too long onto each other's eyes and I feel goosebumps rising on my skin. Before I can blush, I quickly look away. I clear my throat.

He tries, not to laugh. "What. You like me already?"

I don't answer, just shoot him a death glare. I try to focuse on my textbook. I haven't started reading yet and I already know, this will be my worst subject.

I'm concentrated, so I don't notice, when Jungkook slowly bends over. But I freeze, when his warm lips meet my earlobe. I hold my breath. Shivers running down at the next thing he says.

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"This will never happen."

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