There's a solid 60ish people reading my book now. I'm glad. Did you guys discover this book from my other one? Or did you just search up Jikook and found it? I'm curious~
**Jimin's POV**
Today's the day.
The class around me is silent, focusing on their homework. How can they not be nervous or anxious? To be honest, none of them will perform like I will, exposing themselves... The air conditioning seems awfully loud, blowing dry air into the atmosphere. I can't help but cough, covering my mouth and inhaling deeply but it doesn't work. I can't breathe. "Are you ok Jimin?" Mr. Min asks, looking up from his paperwork. I try to smile but cough instead, asking to go to the bathroom. Mr. Min allows it, looking genuinely worried.
Once outside, I spot a water fountain and immediately drink, refreshing my throat. Sighing, I turn around and slump on the wall, sitting down. Today is the day.
When I get back to the classroom, everyone looks at me for a second before going back to their work. All these people... I'll never be with them in this situation again. What will they think of me? Will they curse at me if they see me in the streets? Will they talk about me for days? Weeks? Months? Ha... I doubt I'm that important. "You ok Jiminie?" Jennie looks worried too, tired as well.
"I'm fine." Attempting another smile, I succeed, holding her hand that was now on my shoulder. "But what about you? You seem really tired."
She tenses, looking down at her lap and removing her hand. "Yeah... I had a lot of stuff to prepare the past couple of nights... Don't worry about me, I feel great." Even with the bags in her eyes, she looks happy so I decide not to question it. Now.
"Ok... Tell me later?"
She nods. "Later."
Second period surprises me with the amount of noise that could be heard from the hallway. People were arguing, singing, others were practicing the songs we were supposed to while the rest were sitting down, watching the chaos unfold. "Sit down! Sit down!" Mr. Choi taps the front of his podium with the wand in his hand. "We have to open the talent show today and we need to show how good we can be!" Everyone calms down at that, sitting in their seats. "Alright..." He sighs, adjusting the black hat on top of his head. "Let's begin with warm-ups as if it's a regular day... and then we kick ass singing our performance songs, ok?"
The class cheers. "Yes, Mr. Choi!"
He raises his wand and was about to begin before a knocking was heard. Mr. Choi looks to his left, confused why someone would interrupt chorus class. "Hello~" Mr. Im pops his head through the door, smiling. "I'm here to drop off a package for a..." He walks in, looking at the paper bag in his hands. "Mr. Choi?" He smiles, walking up to Mr. Im.
"What are you doing here?" They hug and pull apart, love evident in both their eyes.
"I missed you.~" The girls all coo at how cute he was being towards our teacher, wishing they were in Mr. Choi's shoes.
"I saw you last period." Even though their conversation was held in whispers, we clearly heard everything.
"So?" I couldn't help but giggle along with Mr. Choi, feeling his love from afar. I wish I was dating someone who cared about me like Mr. Im cares for Mr. Choi.
"Fine. I'll take it." Mr. Choi snatches out the bag from his hand and kisses him on the cheek, shooing him out of the room. "Now go! I have work to do!" Mr. Im laughs and allows himself to be pushed but once at the door, he turns around and pulls our teacher's wrist out of the classroom. Mr. Choi comes in, 10 seconds later with red cheeks and bruised lips. Oh Mr. Choi... The class murmured while Mr. Choi made his way to the podium, tapping the top again. "Class! Let's finally get started!" We laugh, getting into position. His arms are in the air, about to swing when another knock could be heard. "Go away! I'll deal with you later!"
"Excuse me Mr. Choi?" Principal Kim walks through the door, arms behind his back. Mr. Choi's eyes widen, hands falling down to his side.
"Oh I'm so sorry Principal Kim, I thought you were... someone else."
"I wonder who that could be..." His deep voice travels to the far corners of the room, resonating through our bodies. "I came here to wish my favorite chorus class good luck in tonight's show! I hope everyone sings accordingly, no flat notes and what not." Principal Kim twirls his finger in the air to emphasize, Mr. Choi holds back his laughter in the background since it's obvious he has no idea what he's talking about. "There will be upmost perfection because I am bringing a guest tonight and they need to enjoy their time there."
The class gasps and murmurs, questioning who it could be. "I bet your date is very pretty Principal Kim to be going with you."
He chuckles, his dimples showing from how wide his smile is. "Yes Jisoo, he is." Some girls groan that our principal is gay but most of them assure him that we will sing to the best of our abilities. He smiles, waving as he leaves the classroom.
"Now we will start." Mr. Choi raises his arms in the air for the third time and with no interruptions, we practice.
The lunch bell rings and I decide I want to take a break from my guy friends. I don't think I could handle them today. Jennie was about to leave when I grab her wrist to keep her here. "Jennie, hold on." She turns and smiles, holding on to her bookbag straps. "Do you wanna hang out today for lunch? We could-"
"Actually Jimin, I have a lot to do today." Confusion spread and she notices, continuing. "Well, you know how I've been more tired than usual these days?" I nod. "I... think I might be in the talent show." She bites her lip, afraid of my reaction.
"What?"
"I know! I know! I said I would support you and I hope that you win, I really do but I wanted to try-"
"Jennie!" I laugh, holding her shoulders. "It's totally fine! I'm sure you'll win." Inside, I knew we would never be this friendly again, she will hate me after tonight. "We'll see each other up there and cheer for each other."
She holds up her pinkie in front of my face. "Promise?" I link my pinkie with hers.
"Promise." She giggles, pulling back her hand.
"I'm doing a dance too."
"Oh really?" I knew it. She's so good.
"Yup. But my partners..." Worry ignites in her eyes, her cautious thoughts flash before her. "You know them."
"...Who?" Now I'm getting worried.
"ChaeyoungandJisooandLisa." What? "I know they always give you a hard time but they're totally cool now! They don't attend Madam Jae's class but they can dance because we used to go to an out-of-school studio." She looks scared that I'll get mad but I have no reason to be. Her and her friends made up, that's all that matters.
"Trust me, I'm not mad." At least she won't be alone after today.
"Really?" They can all hate me together.
"Really."
"Ok good. I have to practice some more but I'll see you later?"
"Ok! See you later!" I wave back at her as she leaves, heading to my locker to get my lunch. When I open it up, a folded little piece of paper flys out and lands on the ground. What's this?
On the front it has my name with a heart next to it. I open it up excitedly to find a small paragraph.
I'm sorry about the difficulties and misunderstandings we have had in the past but I miss you and I want to talk with you. Later today? Right after you perform in the talent show? I'll see you in the garden between the guy's and girl's school...
Please be there...
-JJK
My heart swells at the little note. I can't stop reading it over and over. He misses me? This is great, this is amazing! Who do I tell? I- My face hurts from smiling but I take out my phone, ignoring it. It rings until the person on the other side picks up. "Hello?" His deep voice sounds even deeper through the phone.
"Hoseok! Guess what? I got a letter from Jungkook! He says he wants to meet!" I grab my stuff and slam the locker, leaving the hallway.
"Jimin... Weren't you really mad at him?" True, he does bring up a good point...
"But... he misses me..." My pout shows on my face and Hobi definitely catches it.
"Stop pouting." I smile instead and he chuckles. "Did he really say that?"
"It says in the note!" I push open the doors to eat lunch outside.
"All I'm saying is that you should be cautious-"
"Hobi! I thought you would be happy that we could make things right..."
"I am but-"
"Isn't he romantic?"
"*sighs* Yes but-"
"So this is a good idea?"
"Whatever Jimin."
"Love you!"
"Love you..." He hangs up, leaving me smiling.
Today's the day.
Dance was equipped with heavy practice although we weren't performing at the talent show. There was a separate presentation in a month that we would take part in, competing against other schools. I, of course, will not be participating as Madam Jae will probably not want to see me after today but I wanted to give it my all. To show her I can be the best 'till the end, that's the thought I want to leave her with. With ten minutes left, she tells us to stop our number and to stretch so we don't feel sore tomorrow. Grateful for the rest, I take deep breaths in and breathe out while bending to my toes. Madam Jae clears her throat, a sign she will begin to speak.
"Ladies, I have an announcement to make." Our side conversations die down, the full attention now on her. "As you know, tonight is the talent show and some of our dancers in this room will be performing!" The class cheers before she shushes them to continue. "So I have some words of wisdom." She clears her throat, sipping her tea. "I know a lot of you have been practicing until your toes are bleeding, trying to get everything perfect, but... I have news for you." She smiles, the next thing she says surprises me. "It's not about perfect, it's about effort. And when you implement that effort into your life every single day, that's where transformation happens. That's how change occurs." Her pause allows the words to sink in. "Keep going. Remember why you started."
Remember why you started.
Her words brought me back to the days in the streets, performing for fun instead of money. I enjoyed the freedom I felt from the simple breeze blowing through my hair at every twirl. I loved the acceleration of my heartbeat when I finished a dance only to have them cheer my name. That's why I'm here. Because I'm in love with dancing.
I'm in love.
Jungkook's bunny smile flashes in my head, a sign that I'm delusional because I know for a fact I can't be thinking about him right now. Yes, we will talk after the show but it won't be anything big... It might be though! Ugh, I'm excited!
Today's the day.
**Taehyung's POV**
"Awww! Jiminie is so happy right now!" Hoseok squeals, something I never see. He hangs up his phone call and turns to me, almost cutting oxygen off from the tight embrace he gave.
"What do you mean?" He smiles to himself, shrugging.
"Hmmmm... should I tell you?"
I nod excitedly, putting my legs on his lap, resting my body on the arm of the sofa. "Please?" I pout, knowing he loves it when I do.
His blush surfaces and he looks away to hide it. "Awww baby, stop pouting." He pinches my cheeks and purses his lips. I love feeling adored. "Alright I'll tell you." He looks nervous, probably since he hates telling people about other people's business, another reason why I love him. "Jimin got a letter from Jungkook! They are going to meet after the talent show today."
Jimin and Jungkook... Finally... "They are so cute together. I'm glad." I snuggle up into my boyfriend's shoulder. "It does seem kinda weird that Jungkook would write a letter though... He's such a stubborn boy."
Hoseok hums in agreement. "Yeah... but I think Jungkookie has grown a lot because of Jimin... They fit together so I'm happy for them."
"Me too."
Question: How old do you guys think I am? 🤔
I counted how many chapters are left.... there will at least be a chapter 40. 😊