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Taehyung was in the middle of doing his homework, and while listening to his favorite duo 'The Chainsmokers', he could feel his phone vibrating in his pocket. With confusion written all over his face, he grabbed the phone and turned the screen on to see the message in the Notification Center.

He had one text message from an unknown number, but that wasn't what bothered the boy. The message said, "what's up babe?". While he kept reading it over and over again, his thoughts were wandering around in his head. Who was it? Should he enter the chat and ignore it? Or should he just block the number without even entering the chat?

Taehyung was arguing with himself for a few but very long seconds over the decision he should make, but he decided to let his curiosity win and clicked on the text message.

Taehyung was arguing with himself for a few but very long seconds over the decision he should make, but he decided to let his curiosity win and clicked on the text message

Hoppla! Dieses Bild entspricht nicht unseren inhaltlichen Richtlinien. Um mit dem Veröffentlichen fortfahren zu können, entferne es bitte oder lade ein anderes Bild hoch.

After texting with who he found out to be Jeon Jungkook, his school's famous playboy, he glanced at the last sentence the boy sent him and let out a deep sigh while rolling his eyes

Hoppla! Dieses Bild entspricht nicht unseren inhaltlichen Richtlinien. Um mit dem Veröffentlichen fortfahren zu können, entferne es bitte oder lade ein anderes Bild hoch.

After texting with who he found out to be Jeon Jungkook, his school's famous playboy, he glanced at the last sentence the boy sent him and let out a deep sigh while rolling his eyes. "Go do your homework, idiot." He murmured under his breath and continued doing his homework.

Or at least that's what he tried to do.

He couldn't stop thinking about the last events. The questions just wouldn't stop showing up in his mind and annoy him. "How did he even get my number?" He asked himself. He looked at the door to check if it was closed, the last thing he wanted was to make his parents think that he's gone crazy, talking to himself.

"Probably from one of the school-related group chats... it makes the most sense," he answered himself after a few seconds of thinking, and nodded slowly, agreeing with himself.

"How does he know me? We're not even in the same class and we don't have any shared lessons together."  The boy bumped his head with his hands, having trouble understanding why Jungkook, the playboy that gets anyone he desires in school, teased him. Kim Taehyung. Most likely the only boy in their school that couldn't care less about him. "That stocker... he probably asked one of his many hoes." Taehyung sighed once again from the thought.

"But again, why me? All he needs to do is blink at anyone in this horny ass school, and they're already all over him like Nutella on a piece of bread. So why me?" He put both of his arms on his desk and buried his head in them. He just couldn't stop thinking. "Screw him he fucked up my studying mood... that horny bastard." He tried his very best not to scream after banging his head on the table a bit too hard.

~•~

The next day

Taehyung returned from the toilet and walked into his class when suddenly his phone vibrated again in his black jeans' pocket. I swear if it's him I'm gonna break something, he thought to himself and sat down in his place at the back of the class.

He reached for his phone and hid it behind his pencil case when the teacher turned around to face the whiteboard. As soon as the screen turned on and he saw the contact name, he rolled his eyes in annoyance.

Hoppla! Dieses Bild entspricht nicht unseren inhaltlichen Richtlinien. Um mit dem Veröffentlichen fortfahren zu können, entferne es bitte oder lade ein anderes Bild hoch.

Throughout the day, Taehyung tried to focus on stuff he had to do, but as usual, the thoughts about Jungkook and his stupid messages kept bothering him

Hoppla! Dieses Bild entspricht nicht unseren inhaltlichen Richtlinien. Um mit dem Veröffentlichen fortfahren zu können, entferne es bitte oder lade ein anderes Bild hoch.

Throughout the day, Taehyung tried to focus on stuff he had to do, but as usual, the thoughts about Jungkook and his stupid messages kept bothering him. He still wondered why Jungkook texted him, to begin with.

~•~

The time was almost 1 am when Taehyung's phone was ringing again three times, one after another, signaling him that he has three new messages. At first, he decided to ignore it and deal with it in the morning, but after he heard two more sounds he figured out that he won't be left alone unless he answers.

Pissed off and annoyed, he grabbed his phone from the nightstand and looked at the Notification Center. "DO YOU NOT HAVE FRIENDS THAT YOU KEEP BOTHERING ME ALL THE TIME??" He yelled at his phone with frustration and opened the messages that Jungkook, obviously, sent him.

Hoppla! Dieses Bild entspricht nicht unseren inhaltlichen Richtlinien. Um mit dem Veröffentlichen fortfahren zu können, entferne es bitte oder lade ein anderes Bild hoch.

Taehyung stared at the last texts Jungkook sent him, confused as hell

Hoppla! Dieses Bild entspricht nicht unseren inhaltlichen Richtlinien. Um mit dem Veröffentlichen fortfahren zu können, entferne es bitte oder lade ein anderes Bild hoch.

Taehyung stared at the last texts Jungkook sent him, confused as hell. "I think he's possessed or something," was the last thing he murmured before going back to sleep.

Well, he tried to. All night.

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