Esha's pov :
I am aware as I step into the common room that the majority of people here are almost dead , including me .
After the Christmas holidays im back now and its another year and nothing different is going to hapoen .
I stand there Anna and I look at each other .
"Esha-ah" says Anna "you look a bit like you wanna kill yourself" .
She and the rest of Our lot have sprawled themselves over a collection of swivel chairs around the common room computer desks .
I deflate into a chair and nod "its funny because it is true".
She looks at me some more and we laugh at something that wasn't funny .
Lee Anna and Kang Seulgi are my best friends .
Right now Seulgi is talking to this other girl from Our Lot , Kim Jennie .
After talking about random stuff and bullshits . I haed to the the locker room .
I arrive at my locker to find a Post-it note on its door .
On that someone has drawn a left pointing arrow suggesting that I should , look in that direction .
Irritated I turn my hed to the left .
There's another Post-it note a few lockers along .
And on the wall at the end of the corridor another .
Students are walking past them totally oblivious .
People never think twice about déjà vu .
I pluck the Post-it from my locker and wander to the next .
The Post-it note start popping up all over the place .
The penultimate Post-it I find depicts an arrow pointing forwards and is situated on the door of a closed computer room on the first floor .
Black fabric covers the door window .
This particular computer room C16 was closed last year for refurbishment but it doesn't look like anyone's bothered getting started .
I open the doors enter and close it behind me .
Theres one long window stretching the length of the far wall , and the computers in here are pretty old .
I find the final Post-it note on the back wall , bearing a URL :
SOLITAIRE.CO.SKSolitaire is a card game you play on computer . I used to kill my time by playing it when I used to get bored .
Its then that someone opens the door .
"Oh my fucking lord the age of the computers in here must be a criminal offence"
I turn slowly around .
A boy stands before the closed door .
After several long seconds he finally notices that he's not the only person in room .
He has doe like eyes . His brown hairs and bangs which almost cover his eyebrows . His chocolaty brown eyes . He looks extremely hot in his skin tight black jeans and a white top .
He then leaps towards me and absorbs my face . His eyes flare up . He leans forward so that his face is centimetres from my own .
"Park Esha" he says
"You are Park Esha" he says and holds a peice of paper up to my face . Its a photograph of me .
Underneath in tiny letters : Park Esha , 11A .
It was on display as I was a form leader in the year 11 .
"Did you tear that right from the display? " I asked the guy .
"No I helped someone look for you . He was I think a new student with skinny jeans and blonde hair " he replied .
"How did you know I was here" I shrug .
"I didn't . I came in because of the arrow on the door . I thought it looked quite mysterious . And here you are !. What a hilarious twist of fate" he said .
"I've seen you before " he says while smiling .
"I've never seen you before" I reply and just roll my eyes .
"Thats not surprising" he says "im in year 13 , so you wouldn't see me much and I only joined this school 4 months ago" .
"So." he says "whats going on here?"
I step aside and point unenthusiastically to the Post-it .
He reaches up and peels it off .
"SOLITAIRE.CO.SK . Interesting . Ok we could boot up one of the computers and check it out , but we'd probably expire before the Internet Explorer loaded ." He says ,
"Aren't mysteries fun?" He asks .
Its then that I realise that I probably dont . I realise that I could walk out of here and literally not give a fuck about it or this guy .
I swiftly remove my phone from my jeans and type SOLITAIRE.CO.SK into the Internet address bar and open up the web page .
What appers almost makes me laugh - its an empty blog .
I thrust the phone into his face "mystery solved sweetheart"
Ar first he keeps on grinning but soon his eyes focus on the phone screen .
"Its an empty blog" he says .
Then he gets up and starts walking towards the door .
"Who are you?" I ask .
He abruptly stops and the turns around facing me .
"My name is Jeon Jungkook"
He smirks and leaves .
Then there is a voice from speaker I turn and look up at the speaker as the voice resonates .
"All sixth-formers should come to the common room for a short meeting"
When I turn around the room is empty .
I open my hand and find the SOLITAIRE.CO.SK post-it inside it . I dont know at what point the post-it made its way from Jeon Jungkook's hand to my own but here it is .
And this I suppose is it .
This is probably how it starts .
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Solitaire || Jeon Jungkook (BTS)
FanfictionMy name is Park Esha . I like to sleep and blog and party , Last year things were very different I guess , but thats all over now . Now there's solitaire and Jeon Jungkook . I don't know what Solitaire is trying to do . And I don't care about Jeon...