"I put it."
The girl stood in front of Jungkook holding the hot-water cup, and looked at the envelope on the table with some bewilderment.
"..."
Jungkook watched Lisa's eyes sink.
... "You are so close to her now only by relying on the so-called "Near Water Tower", but the distance between the two of you can be filled up by the "Near Water Tower"?"...
"Acknowledge Jungkook, you and her have never been in the same circle. I really can't figure out why you have to pester her?"...
... "After being sorted into liberal arts and sciences, with her grades, she will inevitably enter the science preparatory class-I will wait for her there, can you? After that, how far will the distance between you become? "...
Kim Taehyung's words seemed to be close to her side, Jungkook glanced at Lisa deeply, then turned back to her position.
The class bell rang behind him.
Lisa hesitated, and hurriedly walked over.
"...This was sent by a girl from junior high school."
After returning to her seat, Lisa hesitated to look at Jungkook who was sitting next to her. The boy Jungkook's profile lines were a bit unsmiling and sharp at this time, and she looked a little angry.
"She ran away immediately after giving it to me, so..."
Jungkook lowered his eyes, and his slender index finger pinched the thin pink envelope with his **** and shook it in the air.
Then he narrowed his eyes slightly and turned around.
"Do you know what this is?"
Lisa thought about the envelope for two seconds, then wrinkled her nose and asked uncertainly: "...love letter?"
"..."
Jungkook was almost **** off by the girl's harmless appearance.
"Don't you feel anything?"
Lisa frowned even her thin eyebrows this time, "How do you feel?"
"..." Jungkook's eyes were sullen for a moment, and then he suddenly leaned over and slapped the envelope in his hand on the table next to the girl.
At the same time, his left arm supported on the wall behind Lisa.
Lisa leaned back in shock, and when she returned to her senses, she was trapped between the wall behind him and his chest by the boy.
Someone in the classroom who heard the movement of the last table turned their eyes to peep carefully. It's just that after seeing the posture of these two people clearly, everyone shrinks their necks and turns back.
——Although they want to watch the excitement very much, they still know that their lives are the first.
"Now," the corners of the boy's lips rose, and this smile carried a dangerous aura that Lisa was not familiar with.
He drew closer, "How do you feel now?"
"..."
Lisa's hand had been tightly held by her side long ago.
She held her breath and stared at the guy who was close at hand without blinking. She didn't know if it was because of the distance or her breath that her white cheeks turned red.
"Jungkook, this is in the classroom, you, you can't do this."
"I thought you really didn't feel at all." The boy turned a deaf ear to her words, but the corners of his lips became thinner and thinner, and the hot breath began to approach and blow the girl's earlobe——
"Then if I treat others like this, you don't feel it?"
"..."
Lisa slowly opened her eyes.
She finally found a gap in the suffocating breath, and managed to get her sanity out of that gap, and she understood the reason why this person suddenly made these strange actions.
Lisa looked at Jungkook seriously: "I know you won't."
"..."
This time it was the boy's turn to froze.
In the girl's black and white eyes, he could clearly see his clear figure.
Lisa didn't notice Jungkook's loss, her eyes fell to the pink envelope in the boy's hand, "Even if you accept it, you won't read it, right?"
She turned her face back, her beautiful and soft eyebrows were slightly bent, and the corners of her lips curled up: "Jungkook, I know what kind of person you are, and I know you wouldn't do that-that's why I said no. What it feels like."
"..."
Within a few seconds, the situation suddenly changed, and Jungkook rolled his Adam's apple and hurriedly looked away.
He actually felt that he didn't dare to look at the girl anymore.
I'm afraid I can't help it.
...
The only two people in the class who were fortunate enough to watch everything were Dk and Mingyu at the next table.
As soon as Mingyu saw Jungkook turned around, he quickly turned away from his gaze and turned to Dk——
"This is the legendary anti-fighting, isn't it?... Fuck, I'm really convinced-new classmates are okay, it's like holding our brother Jeon firmly in the palm of my hand!"
Dk, who also listened to the whole process next to him, didn't suppress his smile, and shook his head while laughing:
"It's really amazing. There are only a few people who are so transparent to this level; like before Jungkook and the others played with those scheming, compared with Lisa, they are really clever and mistaken by cleverness."
Before finishing talking, Dk stretched out his hand in the air and gestured with two quotation marks——
"Of course, 'smart' in quotes."
...
When get out of class was about to end, Lisa heard the boy who had been silent for most of the class beside her suddenly spoke up.
"Arts and sciences will be divided into subjects after the next monthly exam, what do you think?"
"...?"
The sudden question made Lisa startled.
She raised her head puzzledly and looked at Jungkook.
Jungkook asked: "Will you choose essays or rationales?"
"...I haven't thought about it yet." Lisa thought for a while, and said honestly, "What about you?"
"I don't care. Arts and sciences make no difference to me."
The boy's voice was low and his black eyes stared at the girl for an instant, "But I want to be closer to you."
Lisa was startled, her beautiful apricot eyes slightly widened.
"So if you choose science, I will choose science; if you choose liberal arts, I will go to liberal arts." Jungkook said, "The classification situation will be determined by the next monthly exam. Until then, I will do my best. Get closer to you."
His voice paused briefly: "Will you help me?"
Lisa nodded instinctively.
"..." Jungkook's eyes flashed, "Then, in order to devote yourself to the counseling, your communication with Kim Taehyung from Class 7 should be put on hold for now."
Lisa was stunned, not knowing why the topic suddenly turned here, she looked at Jungkook with innocent eyes.
"is it not OK?"
The boy's eyes darkened.
Lisa: "..."
Somehow, she suddenly remembered a certain whisper that the man leaned into her ear in the corridor between the bar and the last class.
She was thinking like this when she saw Jungkook seemed to be pressing against her.
"I, I promised!"
Lisa hurriedly hid back, and at the same time spoke repeatedly.
"..."
A faint smile flicked in the depths of Jungkook's eyes.
"This is what you said, and you can't go back on it."
............
In the weeks before the monthly exam, the teachers in all subjects in the class were shocked. There was no other reason, but they discovered that Jungkook, who used to make all the teachers in the class not listen and almost never showed up in class, actually seemed to start studying hard.
The representative of the Chinese teacher was the first time he saw a composition signed with the words "Jungkook", and he gave all of the big red robe to his desk as soon as he drank a mouthful of it in his mouth.
Compared with subjects such as Chinese and English, which are more important to past accumulation, Jungkook's mathematics, physics, chemistry and other courses are improving at a speed visible to the naked eye. As a result, even Shen Liang, who has always liked to make fun of Jungkook, praised him several times in class.
This made the students inside and outside the sixth class amazed, but Jungkook himself did not respond to these praises.
——Just like he was indifferent to the "black list title" of No. 1 China.
It's just that rapid progress in a short period of time naturally requires a certain price.
At least from Lisa's observation, Jungkook's tired eyes were indeed getting heavier day by day.
Just seeing Jungkook often fall asleep in the self-study class for a long time, she also guessed how insufficient the other party's recent rest is...
This morning is still a weekend that requires self-study in school.
At the last desk, the boy is lying on the light gray soft cushion, his sword eyebrows are slightly furrowed, and his slender eyeliner is slightly tired, looking very tired.
Lisa frowned and looked at her for a while. Just as she was about to do something, she suddenly heard a mess of footsteps at the door of the classroom—
"Big event! Big event!-Our school originally said this week that the cancelled Autumn Games will be reopened!"
The sports committee member of the second and sixth class of high school has not yet appeared at the door, and the voice has spread into every corner of the classroom.
At the back of the classroom, all the students who remained silent turned their gazes in the same direction.
The smile on the face of the sports committee member who had already rushed into the classroom froze.
After this deathly silence, he suddenly remembered—
Unlike before, their Jeon School Bully, who was very angry about getting up, is now resident in the back of the classroom...
At the thought of this, the sports committee's courage was almost shocked. He looked over, shaking his heart.
As if responding to the extremely terrifying premonition in his heart, a cold, deep voice, with a waking hoarse, rang at the back of the classroom—
"Fuck you—do you want to die?"
Accompanied by these words, the harsh dragging sound of tables and chairs sounded.
The boys in the last row stood up with a calm face, their hands hanging down to their sides were clenched into fists, and light blue veins were clearly blooming through the white skin.
"—Yes, I'm sorry Brother Jeon, I..."
The sports committee member swallowed. Although it was still half a distance away from the classroom, he instinctively took a step back under the gaze of the ferocious wolf.
Jungkook stepped forward with dark eyes, and walked toward the front of the classroom with his long legs.
Just before he took the second step, his left cuff was pinched.
"...Jungkook, don't be angry."
Lisa was also a little uneasy as she glanced at the ferocious eyes that hadn't faded away. But she still didn't let go, she clenched even tighter—
"I...may I give you a topic?"
Jungkook: "..."
The whole class: "...??"
The boy froze and stood there for a few seconds.
Then what made the whole class staggered was that their Jeon school bully turned around so slowly, and finally sat back.
Seeing the situation eased, Lisa breathed a sigh of relief.
She took out the test paper that was not finished yesterday, and gave Jungkook the last question.
When seeing the boy's Jungkook face gradually recovering the usual careless smile, Lisa finally couldn't help but hesitated and opened his mouth:
"Getting up gas is probably caused by low blood sugar. You can check it. If so, just take the sugar cubes with you..."
"I do have mild symptoms of hypoglycemia."
Jungkook held his pen and replied while checking the calculations on the test paper, "But the sugar cubes are still unnecessary."
"Huh?...Why?"
"..."
The pen in Jungkook's hand paused.
After two seconds, he slowly raised his gaze, a smile dyed into the corner of his eye—
"Didn't I still have you?"
"...Sweet."