It's Wednesday already. Nothing's new. Jimin still has the most boring life in their block.
Eventhough he really wants to talk to his classmates, his inner self told him not to. Or he was just being judgmental? He thought that they're just a bunch of plastics. Two-faced bitches who are hard to deal with everyday.
He was dozing off on his seat. He felt exhausted because of what he did with Jungkook last night. God, they fucked eventhough he still has some classes to attend the next day. He never saw it coming. The whole fuck-buddy deal wasn't in his vocabulary but with a very hot guy like Jungkook, his other flirt-self didn't want to let the chance slip off.
Despite of the weariness he was feeling, he still managed to eavesdrop about what the girls beside him were talking about.
"It's too early in the morning and these dirtbags are already spreading their gossip virus." Jimin rolled his eyes as he hugged his bag on top of his table, resting his face on to it.
"I heard it from the Faculty of Engineering. There's a new student. 5th year."
"And why is everyone in our section making a fuss about it? It's not a big deal. Addition to that, why would that student suddenly transfer at the end of school year? This university still allows that?"
"Apparently, yes, because the grades and subjects from previous school were credited."
"Is it a girl or boy?"
"I don't know, but I also heard that, that student will be our blockmate for two subjects. Foreign Language and NSTP."
In just a few minutes, he got all that information from them. It's not that he was interested, but he just couldn't help but listen to their conversation.
If the transferee will be their blockmate for the two subjects, and their Foreign Language class will start later at 2pm, then they would get to see that student sooner.
"You're sleeping again?" Hoseok tapped Jimin's shoulder, sitting reversely on the chair.
Jimin didn't bother to move. "Why do you keep on asking the obvious?" He barked back with his muffled and tired voice.
"Ah, I was thinking why do you hate me so much? I was just trying to talk to you. You looked like an outcast in class." Hoseok said, still watching the back of Jimin's head resting on top of his black bag.
Sighing, Jimin lifted his head when the boy sitting next to him poked his arm. He turned his head to face him, raising his eyebrow in an scunnered and inquisive gesture.
"What do you want? If it's about the reflection paper submission, please don't pester me."
The boy smiled sheepishly at him. "Ouch, do you really think I'll ask you about that? I'm not as lazy as what you think!"
Jimin gave him a very disgusted look when the guy talked in pout. Eventhough they were classmates for a year now since Hoseok transferred in first semester last year, they never had a long-proper conversation since Jimin rarely talks in class except when they were having a recitation or presentation.
"Everybody in this room know how lazy you are, Hoesuck."
The boy frowned at the name Jimin just called him. He always call him by that whenever he's annoyed. "Hey, don't call me that." He softly kicked the shorter's leg. "It's almost lunch already, let's go. I don't want to eat alone."
"Too bad-" Jimin stared back at him. "I want to eat alone."
The dismissal bell rung a few moments later. Hoseok stood up but Jimin didn't. So stubborn. "Lunch is on me, come-"
"Alright, let's go."
Hoseok rolled his eyes. "That's the only thing that would make him say yes."
The two made their way to the cafeteria since Jimin doesn't want to leave the campus to eat outside.
It's not like they often eat lunch together but everyone's giving them skeptical looks. Although Jimin seems like a quiet boy in class, he does give off this elegant and intimidating vibes that everyone would surely notice in a glance.
But deep inside, behind that beautiful image, he's nothing but a lonely and poor rat trying to survive all by himself.
Even when they were eating, Hoseok kept talking and as usual, Jimin was minding his own business. He was eating as if he's alone, not bothering to respond to the talkative guy sitting in front of him.
Until he was done, thankfully.
He harshly put the chopsticks down the table and Hoseok looked at him, startled with the sudden action.
"If you don't stop talking I'll stab your neck with this metal chopstick." He threatened which made the boy stopped. "Finish your foods and let's go back to the classroom."
"But the class starts at 2, we still have an hour."
"Look, Hoesuck." Jimin started, causing the boy to glare at him because if the name again. "If you want to go somewhere, go by yourself. I was just being generous to eat with you because you're treating me lunch."
"I think I should be the one to say that not you." Hoseok countered, standing up and leaving the tray and plates on the table. "Just be grateful, you brat."
"I'll be grateful to you, of course." Jimin followed him and walked out of the cafeteria. "Only if you treat me lunch again tomorrow."
For a moment, they stopped from walking because Hoseok was groping for something inside the pocket of his pants.
"Hang on a second."
"What? You lost your wallet?" Jimin asked and raised his brow but the boy didn't answer.
Whatever. Based from his expression, maybe he lost something again.
"Ah, found it!" Hoseok's face brightened and slowly pulled out his hand out of his pocket. "There you go."
As Hoseok's grin on his face grew wider, Jimin's annoyed expression showed up, looking so awfully done when the boy flashed his middle finger right in front of his face.
"You son of a bitch." Jimin scowled at him and kicked his ass. Without saying anything next, he attacked the boy before he had him in a headlock.
"Get off me, you gold digger!" Hoseok grunted, tapping Jimin's arm that was encircled on his head.
The younger was having fun with how the older suffered between his arms. He was laughing at the chocking face that Hoseok was making.
Some students noticed what they were doing but they didn't care and continued bickering like children until they reached the door of their room but they were interrupted by someone's voice behind them.
"Excuse me."
They both stopped as soon as they heard the voice. Hoseok protested weakly on Jimin's grip and the younger let go of the older's arm.
"Oh, sorry I-"
It took just a few seconds when he froze as he glanced at the person who just came. His mouth went agape as if he saw a ghost.
It was Jungkook. How come? Out of all the things that will probably happen, he didn't expect that.
"H-hey, what are you doing here-"
"Excuse me but you're blocking my way." Jungkook responded and just stared down at Jimin who was still shock with what he was witnessing.
"Yeah dude, you're blocking his way." Hoseok butted in suddenly and pulled Jimin out of the way so Jungkook could get inside the room.
The older gawked at the new guy, scanning him from head to toe. His eyes bulging out while simply checking how good looking he was in all black. He couldn't help but to guess every brand of his clothes.
And take note. He fucking smelled like mint cologne.
Jungkook noticed the latter's entrapment. "My jacket and shirt are Gucci, calfskin combat boots from Dior, belt and pants from Chanel, if you wanted to know so bad."
That shut the both of them even more. All eyes were on Jungkook as he made his way inside, while the two remained standing near the door, appalled by the behavior.
Jung Hoseok scoffed.
"Show off." The older mused, crossing his arms against his chest and a bit embarrassed about what happened. "How did he know that I was analyzing the brand of his clothes?"
"You were obviously checking him out from head to toe, idiot." Jimin voiced out.
And for a moment, he was amazed deep inside. How can someone be that rich. He wonder how much money he spent for his clothes.
All of that happened in a blink of an eye. Jungkook was talking to their classmates already.
"Hello, is this seat taken?" Jungkook politely asked Momo who was staring at him.
"Ah yes, but my heart isn't taken, you can have it." She replied, pursing her lips. Nayeon and Sana pinched Momo's arm and squealed.
"You're funny." Jungkook chuckled, looking around to check for an empty seat and when he finally round one after asking around, he sat there at the third row.
"Look at those squealing pigs." Hoseok scrunched his nose, shaking his head. "Let's go inside." He invited Jimin who's still pretty shock in his position.
He wanted to talk to Jungkook for a moment right after he took his seat at the back row but the guy seemed not interested at all.
He was wondering too why the hell Jungkook talked to him like they were strangers when he arrived earlier. Well, they know each other, hell, they even fucked yesterday. But what's with the cold shoulder?
"What the hell, this is going to be awkward." Jimin frowned at the back, staring intensely at the back of Jungkook's head.
Of course, things like that would probably happen in real life. This isn't just like those wattpad stories where the guy transfer to a school purposefully to see the guy he's been interested with.
"Huh? Jimin you fucking idiot, why would you think he transferred here because of you?" Jimin internally asked himself. "This is not some kind of drama."
He then chuckled, not realizing that his classmates were starring at him because he was laughing alone.
"Jimin-ah, don't let it get worse, go see a psychologist already." Kai teased him and the other laughed as well. "Though, it's too early. I can't prescribe you medicines because I'm not a psychiatrist yet."
Then they laughed at it more. Even Jungkook and Hoseok were laughing. He was glaring at Kai before extending his arm and showing his middle finger to him.
"Aw, you're really the sweetest classmate I ever had. I love you too." Kai responded and sent a flying kiss to Jimin but he just raised another middle finger again.
The small guy just frowned when the teasing stopped. He checked his phone and a thought occured to him.
chim:
why are u here?
chim:
to study of course lol what i meant was,, why HERE?
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"What's with his attitude?" He mumbled.
Jimin saw from the back row how the guy ignored his chat when he put his phone back on his pocket.
They've met for three times already and they fucked the last time, so maybe it's not that bad to question himself why the fuck is he ignoring him.
But whatever.
Time passed by quickly. Students screamed like animals as the dismissal bell rung. Jimin quickly grabbed his stuff and gave Jungkook a confounded look before heading out of the room.
Thankfully, Foreign Language had been the last period, so everyone was still in the corridors, getting their books in their lockers and chatting.
Jimin was standing at the door, looking at Jungkook conversing with few students. He was waiting for him and maybe he'll ask few questions too.
The guy looks like a social butterfly, he was standing out easily among the students surrounding him.
Confused still, Jimin watched them as they had a slightly fun conversation with Jungkook managing to keep a placid smile on his face as the girls talked to him with an excited expression, looking like they were close to either kissing him or touching him. Well, that was relatable.
After few minutes, his blockmate-the girl from I.T department looked from where he was standing.
"Uh, Park Jimin, right?" The girl said, making the other students-as well as Jungkook, looked at him when she talked. "What are doing there?"
Shin Ryujin. The words written on her nameplate.
"I'm waiting for him." Jimin responded, pointing at Jungkook who was just staring at him, clueless, and obviously looking not interested.
"You two were close already? I see-"
"No, we're not close. I don't know him yet." Jungkook was quick to interrupt Ryujin as if he was avoiding something.
Jimin scoffed slightly as if the boy had said something amusing. "Nevermind."
He rolled his eyes before turning his back at them and walking away.
"What are you thinking, Jungkook?"
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