" Slaving away with Jihyun's work? " Aruem heard the sound of Yoongi's raspy voice over her shoulder.

" Mind your own business." She said calmly, eyes focussed on the glare of the computer screen. Yoongi watched Aruem do so before quickly shutting off her computer, watching the screen swallow into black nothingness.

" What is actually wrong with you? " Aruem turned her head, glaring at the immature senior in front of her, while she turned back to see the male with a smirk on his face.

" Are you mad at me? "

" Oh me? Mad? No, Of course not." Aruem rolled her eyes and turned her computer back on, hoping her work was saved in the process. What was Yoongi doing? Even Aruem couldn't tell. Apart from acting like a rebelliously quiet five-year old, Yoongi did his job well, being a secretary and all.

•••

Jungkook pulled the phone away from Haeun watching her suddenly tense up. Her jaw was clenched and her almost looked paralyzed.

" What are you-"

" That video. Where did you get it? " Haeun asked with almost of a growl in her voice. Jungkook stands up.

" Why do you ask-" Jungkook looks at the video once again. And then. Like a light switch.

It had clicked.

The familiar voice. The similar features.

" This girl..

" She's you isn't she?-" he said more asking himself than Haeun.

"NO."

" No, It's not-It's not me." Jungkook could tell Haeun was lying. He had never seen her like this before. Her fingers were clawing wt her cuticles and for the first time, her face was flickering with nervousness.

" Anyways, I'm leaving early." Haeun said, grabbing her stuff and rushing out of the library, leaving Jungkook to sink into his thoughts.

•••

" Was that girl in the video really Haeun? "

" No way."

" So Haeun wasn't as perfect as I thought."

" Why was I so scared of her in the first place?"

The stares were getting intense by the second and Haeun could feel her mouth go dry once she entered the school building. Who would possibly send that video to everyone? That video had taken place years ago back when Haeun was in middle school.

Back then when she was an idiot.

When she was obnoxious.

When she was naive.

" If it isn't the 'Queen'." A voice mocked Haeun turned to see Hoseok with his arms folded.

" And if it isn't the loser." Haeun shrugged, walking past the eager guy.

" You sure you can keep up that act with this new video flying around? " he quirked, waiting for Haeun's feet to to move to a halt.

" I don't know what you're talking about-"

" I've seen it all Kim Haeun." Hoseok stayed, walking towards Haeun so that he was in front of her. Haeun rolled her eyes. Was it him? Jung Hoseok. Part of the basketball team, junior. The one who hated her guts.

Would he have sent it?

" Listen Kim Haeun. You're better off alone. No one needs you here." Hoseok said.

" Really? It's not like I needed to be around idiots like you anyways." Haeun shrugged, walking away.

•••

Jungkook. There he was.

" What do you want? " Haeun asked, leaning her head down in the library. She didn't want to tutor Jungkook but she wasn't willing to go back too soon anyways either.

" You're not planning to tutor me? " Jungkook asked, sitting beside Haeun with a frown.

" I'm not in the mood vice president." Haeun said nicely through gritted teeth.

" Oh? This is rare. Guess you're just all
talk."

" Will you please shut up and study something?" Haeun mumbled. She would already hear the loud enough whispers.

" I wounded if she did plastic surgery. I can't believe that girl from that video is her."

" Maybe she just wears a pound of makeup to hide her ugliness. You know, like those videos of those girls transforming with makeup-"

" You don't need to listen to what you don't have to hear." He stated calmly before placing his headphones onto Haeun's head, fingers grazing past her hair as he did so. Haeun looked up at Jungkook who was casually scrolling through pieces of music on his phone.

" Are you pitying me? " she asks.

" Pity? Why should I? " Jungkook states.

" You always know what to say." Haeun said, smiling bitterly while she reached out to pull off the headphones. Jungkook walked over, grabbing her wrists before she could do anything.

" I'm just doing my job. To maintain the wellbeing of students." He shrugged, sitting down beside Haeun.

" Hmm, then who maintain's your own wellbeing? " she asked, waiting for Jungkook to turn his face so her fingers could instinctively reach touch his cheek.

" None of your business-" Jungkook's voice choked to a stop once Haeun's hands had made their way into his hair. Her fingers were running through Jungkook's lock of hair effortlessly.

" This is how I wanted to be like with him." She mumbled, running through every strand. Jungkook was dying with his heart beating erratically. He couldn't make her stop. Why?

" Why are you touching my hair? " He asks.

" It looked soft." Haeun shrugged. Jungkook pulled away as strange questions began to swirl into his head.

Who was 'him'?

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- ooooh I like my tea spilled
- srry about the late update but i hope you liked :")
- i literally love au haru ride so I'm imagining the last scene of this chapter similar to the one in the video.