Oh Dear Lord. Jungkook probably knows what I did this morning. And he just told Ji Hee.
    Well, at least I finally caught Jeon Jungkook's attention.

After lunch, I decided it's imperative for me remain as invisible as possible in school. I was aware that I needed to continue with my mission to save Jeon Jungkook's life, but in order to do so, I need to save my own life first from Ji Hee. That psycho was out to get me.

I was in my last class of the day, Physics. Jungkook was across the room and his intense stare was giving me the creeps.

"Can anyone stay behind to clean the chalk board?" Mrs. Lee, the Physics teacher, asked.
   Yes! This is a perfect way for me to avoid Ji Hee and her friends when class ends. I won't be forced to leave class until the hallway was empty.
I raised up my hand as fast as possible...but so did Jungkook.

Mrs. Lee moved her eye-glasses up her nose. "Since you are both so enthusiastic, you can both clean the boards. Two heads are better than one."
I expected Jungkook to make a snarky comment, but he enthusiastically replied, "Sure Mrs. Lee! Would be our pleasure."

      The final bang rang and my classmates left the classroom. Mrs. Lee also departed from the room. She informed us she needed to run some errands and would be back in awhile.

     I was uncomfortable that Jungkook was content with staying behind with me in class. This is the same boy who avoided me most of my life except to create mischief. Wait, does that mean he's gonna play a trick on me right now? I'm frozen with fear and don't have enough bravery to leave my seat.

     "Uh, are you gonna help or not, y/n? Or are you gonna be the lazy bum like you usually are and make me do all the work?" Jungkook barked.
    "Lazy bum???" I gritted my teeth. I jumped from my seat and walked to the chalk board. I was no longer afraid. I was angry. Also hungry. So I guess hangry.
    "Yeah, I started on the project and I'm waiting for you to email me," Jungkook replies, nonchalantly.

     "We JUST got the project today. And you could have just emailed me yourself? You know our emails are based on names and you know my name," I argued and placed my hands on my hips.
"I don't know how to spell your last name bruh. You're lucky I barely even know your first." He counters.

Why does everything Jeon Jungkook say piss me off? We've had classes together since 2nd grade and he used to call me by my last name when we were kids. He's lying.
"Listen JungCoconut, I've been trying to be civil with you all day. I don't need your sass."
"JungCOCONUT?" Jungkook gasped.

"Yeah your brownish-black hair is styled in a bowl shape most days. I don't understand why you don't part it more or show your forehead. You'd be so much more attractive." I cover my mouth. Wait did I just say that out loud?

"So you find me attractive?" He walks one step closer to me and tilts his head to the side. Oh god, he's even doing that annoying smirk.
I stammered, "N-no..I just, uh...you're disgusting most days. On a one to ten scale I'd rate you as a negative 5. But when you part your hair, I'd give you a negative 1. But that's still borderline hideous."
"I didn't know you paid attention to little details about me," he says as he cocks his eyebrow.
    "Ummm.. well you play pranks on me so I have to watch out for you to stay safe," I fumble with my words.
    "Watch out for me?" he snorts.
    "Can you please not twist my words and waste our time? Let's just get started erasing the board," I begged with desperation.
     "Fine fine. You're no fun."

    We finally began cleaning the dusty board with the erasers. He reached the higher spots because I was too short.
    "So...have you heard about the Victoria's Secret Scammer?", he inquired. He turns his head to look at me.

     Ahhhhhh, that's why he wanted to stay after class.
    "Uh, no hahahaa what are you talking about?" I squeaked with a high pitched voice.
    "Don't lie y/n, we were in the same first period class when the incident happened. It's spread all over school. And I know you heard Ji Hee complaining about it too at lunch. I was watching you."

    This boy is officially terrifying me.

     "Oh yeah.. that. I didn't want to talk about a controversial topic ya know..." I attempted to explain my reasoning.
   "Oh, of course. So who do you think it is?" he asked.
    I turned around and studied his expression. His face was completely devoid of emotion. Why is this boy playing dumb? We both know it was me. Unless if he actually doesn't know.

    "I don't know. Perhaps Fred?"
    "We don't have a Fred in our English class y/n..." Jungkook crosses his arms.
     "Well maybe Fred from Physics class did it! He may have been bored of his life being a nerd and wanted some adventure," I blurted out.
   Jungkook stares at me quizzacly, "You are so strange...". He shakes his head side to side and mutters to himself.

    Jungkook places his eraser back in the ledge below the chalkboard. "I'm good, I'm done. I ain't doing more."

    I rolled my eyes. "C'mon Jungkook there's so much to do. "
    He places his arms behind his head and says, "I'd rather KMS than continue cleaning."
    "KMS?"
     "Don't pretend to be innocent, y/n. You know what that means." Jungkook jibed.

    "Kim Min Seok?" I guessed my bias in EXO.
    "Kill My Self", he explained. My eyes bulged out of my head.

     "Kill yourself? Why the hell would you want to do that?" I scream. Jungkook is completely taken back with my dramatic reaction.

     "Chill, it's an internet meme. You know our generation loves joking about death," he clarifies.
    "No. Joking about death isn't funny." I furrowed my eyebrows.
    "It's hilarious. I'd rather kill myself than commit suicide." He begins laughing hard.
"BOY YOU BETTER NOT-"
"Wait I wanna tell you a story I read on the internet."
"Id rather not hear it." I tried to stop him. I didn't want to hear any more of this nonsense.
"So a man went into a library and requests for a book on how to commit suicide. The librarian says: "Piss off, I know you won't bring the book back."" He chuckled.

    "I'm not feeling that comfortable right now.." I look down.
"Wait do you know what time it is?" He asks me seriously.
"No, let me just look at my watch.." Before I have time to look down at my wrist, Jungkook answers.
"It's Time to Die o'clock."
"Can you please stop!" I pleaded.
"Guess what? I have a health problem." He lowers his gaze and fumbles with his thumbs. He sticks out his bottom lip and pouts.
"Oh my gosh!! What is Jungkook?? You can tell me anything!" I assure him and put my hand on his shoulder.
"I have this condition where I'll die if I don't make a joke about death every day. I know it's real. My doctor said so." He smacks his knee like he made the joke of the millennium.
"Wow your idea of comedy sucks..." I bite my lip from nervousness.

    "Imagine if you accidentally sent a link to your parents of a fan-fiction that you're reading. I would die of death." Jungkook puts his hand over his heart.
    "You read fanfics?" I questioned.
    "Hell yeah, have you ever read Iron Man fics on ao3 and wattpad? That's what keeps me alive and going." He pounds his chest with his fist proudly.
   "Oh that's good you have a source of happiness that alleviates your stress-" I began explaining.

    "Wait, do you remember that time last week when North Korea threatened to nuke the planet? Man, everybody was so excited to just end it all."

      "NO JEON JUNGKOOK. Not everybody wants to end it all. Some of us really do want to live. If you have inner demons, you can call suicide lines or find a friend to talk to. And the people who make those evil jokes can go shove it right in-"

"Woah, woah woah. No need to get so serious. It's just dark comedy. We read books with morbid jokes like As I Lay Dying all the time. What's wrong if I use it?" He challenges me.
He's right in a way. We do read those books in school. But it feels so wrong for Jungkook to make those scary "jokes" when I know what he can do to himself in the future. But I'm not allowed to tell him.
"See, this is one of the many reasons why people avoid talking to you. Your narrow minded brain can't understand anything. You need to lighten up more and develop a sense of humor." he huffs, picks up his books and leaves the classroom.

    I crouch down and sit on the floor. I rub my hands over my eyes.

    "He's right you know."

    I open my eyes and find that Taehyung is a few feet away from me. It's strange seeing him sit in a tiny high school desk with a fancy suit that a business man would wear. I almost laugh. But oh wait a second, I don't have a sense of humor.

    "How the heck is he right? You're the one who sent me on this mission to save him. And now you're encouraging me to make jokes with him about dying?" I questioned him.
Taehyung rolled his eyes. "Honey, I haven't been on Earth for a long time. And even I know about the current trends." He takes out his phone from his pocket and shares some morbid punchlines he retweeted on his Twitter account.

     "Still it's messed up to casually make fun of frightening topics like death. I don't understand the appeal."
    "Well I'm a devil from Hell and I find it hilarious. Seriously all the ghouls and demons there just say the same overused jokes over and over again for centuries. The lack of dank memes in Hell truly makes it a sufferable place."

    "Well noted. So..since you're here, can you help me clean the chalkboard?" I ask, hopefully.

"Do I look like a maid to you? I'm a time traveling all powerful super-being. I can annihilate your existence with the flick of the wrist. I have the power of Satan and memes on my side. I don't fear anyone. I deserve all the respect in the universe. You should be bowing down to my-"

"Just shut up Taehyung," I snap and get started on finishing cleaning the chalkboard. And I'll have to remove the dust from the erasers too? Aw man.
Taehyung leaves his seat and walks towards me.

"Well, well well. Ever since time traveling twice haven't you gotten a bit more feisty? I was just about to tell you my ingenious plan to get closer to Jungkook but I guess you'll have to wait," he says as he shrugs his shoulders.

"Oh my god, you really have an idea?" My eyes bulge out of my head.
"Now I have your attention, ay? Don't want me to shut up anymore?" He pouts and crosses his arms.
"I didn't know devils were this sensitive," I giggled.

"Well the only information you have about us is based upon what you read in books and movies. I heard humans were supposed to be caring, but you're even more cruel than the monsters below. You never even asked me how my day was," he huffed.
"You're right. I'm so sorry Taehyung. How was your day?"
"Confidential information. Not gonna tell you." He stuck out his tongue.
"Then what was the point of me asking..ugh my head hurts. Can you please tell me your plan?" I begged.

"Nah, mate. I was going to but you ruined my mood. Just wait and see. You'll know when it's happening though," he winks at me.
     I blink for a second and Taehyung disappears from the classroom. Like he wasn't ever even here.