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Chapter 11

If she knew he was laughing because he wanted to kiss her so bad.

"They are pretty. Now you want tattoos?" he asked curiously, really wishing she said yes. The flowers were beautiful and he would put in so much effort to be as delicate as possible ...

Her hands were big but delicate, sure they were soft too ...

"Nope, I'm still terrified of needles and more now that I know it bleeds," she told him with genuine terror. Jungkook really wanted to assure her that nothing would hurt with him but it would be somewhat cheesy and probably terrify her more. The point wasn't to make her run away, so he kept quiet, just nodding with some disappointment. "Anywaaaaaaay, now that you've seen that I have drawings in my hands as a five-year-old girl," that was quite specific. "We should start"

True, they were there for the English.

"So... what do you know?"

Well, that was a somewhat complicated question.

Jungkook pursed his lips, looking at her with a guilty expression and feeling how the usual nerves began to take over his body. He was a fool and he was now being exposed. Why the hell had he accepted this? It was obvious that this was going to happen.

This was all Jimin's fault.

Damn dwarf.

But Lisa smiled at him in a way that melted his heart in a puddle of steam and made him feel less idiotic in some way. "What's your name, Jungkook?" she asked in English.

Jungkook blinked.

Lisa blinked.

"No, wait what?" Lisa burst out laughing, covering her mouth, and back everyone turned to look at her as she let out hysterical squeals and covered her mouth. "Oh my god, I'm an idiot"

Jungkook chuckled. "Jeon Jungkook," he replied anyway and stretched out his hand, Lisa laughed again but shook it.

The electric shock between their skins as their hands interlaced together bristled the hair on his arms like a stream of fresh air and laughter died on his lips, as his heart sped up in joy... Her hand was actually soft, doing such a contrast with his inked, scratchy one.

Rare and fascinating.

And Jungkook was embarrassed for freezing there weirdly, holding her hand, the one he didn't want to release but he should, and he quickly lowered his hands to his lap, although one went scratching behind his ear nervously.

Lisa cleared her throat. "Well, hehe, you know the most basic question so you're not so lost," she said cheerfully, as if nothing had happened.

Jungkook nodded, not daring to look her in the eye. He felt like an immature and inexperienced teenager, it was ridiculous and wanted to bang his head against the table. God. Why was he so dumb?

"Anyway, how old are you?"

"I am..." Jungkook looked at a blank point, what were the numbers in English? God, he couldn't think and... "TWENTY! TWO!" he showed two fingers proudly.

This was being a whole Broadway show for the rest of the students. It had just been another awkward moment when a fool shouted something in the middle of a silent room.

Lisa put a finger to her lips, a mischievous smile on her face. "Sshhh"

Jungkook scratched his neck, gritting his teeth. "I think this is not a good place to study"

"Definitely," she agreed, eyes fixed behind him. "Someone is looking at me very badly from there," he turned immediately and discovered that the lady of the library, the same one who always looked at him with distrust and dislike had raised her witch glare levels to 100%.