| mara's point of view

It's past midnight yet I can't seem to turn my laptop off. I was doing some research on Sewon, digging here and there, reading everything about her. I'm literally a stalker right now. She doesn't have much of a social life on the internet but damn this girl is classy as fuck. I knew she was a student at the conservatory but wasn't expecting her to be a freaking piano prodigy!

Sewon came from a middle class family. She studied in my school but decided to drop out and study music. She had a bright future ahead of her and maybe that's why she chose to leave Jungkook, maybe she realized that Jungkook was a dead end for her career.

While doing my research on Sewon, I was sidetracked and I found myself digging through Jungkook's profile too. He was also a student at the conservatory but he wasn't fully enrolled. He only attended dance classes. Jungkook, that rude little fucker, is one of the top students along with Park Jimin. My eyes were going wide, staring at the screen as it played Jimin and Jungkook's dance practice. Who would've believed that he and Jimin were really good in dancing. I spent the whole night scrolling through the pages and finally found something worth my time.

"So he's still closely in touch with her huh.. Interesting." I smiled victoriously at the new information I found. Apparently, Sewon was Jungkook's piano teacher and she is still his mentor up until now. "She didn't just date him out of the blue. I knew Jungkook was hiding something else.."

Finally, I put my laptop to rest and retired for the night or should I say morning. I couldn't contain my excitement, my brain was still fussing over the new discovery but I need to sleep because tomorrow, I'm going face Jungkook again.

*

On my way to class, I found Jungkook loitering outside my classroom. He was leaning his back by the wall, arms crossed, his eyes fixed on me. Obviously, he's not happy to see me and he made it known with that scowl on his face.

Shit. Why am I finding him hot right now?

"Can I talk to you for a second?" He asked but his tone was more like an order.

"Sure." I nodded and he immediately took my wrist. I was surprised so I yanked my arm back, "Can't we talk here? My class will start in five minutes."

"You're just too much of a good girl, aren't you?" He attempted to insult me but I kept my face straight cause I know he hates it, "Nevermind. Let's talk later."

Jungkook looked annoyed. He's such a brat. He thinks he can get whatever he wants right away. "Just don't answer any questions about us. People get curious, they will ask questions and most of the time they tend to misunderstand so just keep quiet when they do start asking. Got it?"

"Fine." I deadpanned. "But what is this about?"

"Rule number one." Jungkook moved a step closer to whisper in my ear. We were gathering attention, "In this relationship, I do the talking." He brushed his lips softly on my cheek then smiled as he pulled away, "See you later."

I rolled my eyes at him. Now I'm in a bad mood. I just can't seem to beat him in his own game but just you wait Jeon Jung-fucking-kook.

Since I know pretty well that I'm in the top three list of students frequently talked about in the school's grapevine, I didn't make anymore efforts in being friendly and hoping someone would approach me, asking to be friends with me. Yeah, right. I'm pretty much ruined by now. I know that much. All the guys think I'm a slut who got herself pregnant by Taehyung and all the girls want to rip my hair out because I dated Taehyung and now I'm dating Jungkook. Sure enough, nobody wants to get close to me but he didn't care.

"Can I borrow a pen?" I gladly handed Yoongi my extra black ballpen and he flashed me a lazy smile afterwards. "Thanks."

After a few minutes, I was totally minding my own test paper but I could see him being restless in his seat. Then as soon as the teacher stopped looking in our direction, he leaned over to my desk again, "One last favor, can I have one sheet of paper?"

I gave him a look that basically says: 'Why are you even in school?' Eventually, I took pity on him and gave him paper. He smiled again before turning back to his desk. He's just too damn cute for his own good!

I finished my test ahead of everybody. Heads turned as their eyes watch me walking towards the teacher's desk. Honestly, I don't know what's taking them so long. When I got back to my seat, I thought about my answers again. It's either I got the answers wrong or the test is really hard, which wasn't, in my opinion at least.

Yoongi stood up from his seat. He was the second person to finish the test. I have to say I'm very impressed because he had answers in every question. I diverted my attention to anything but him. He took his seat beside me, I was pretending to ignore him but even when I try so hard, I can see his every movement. It's like I have Yoongi motion sensors in my nerves.

His fingers tapped on my desk to get my attention. I looked up at him. "Thanks for this." Yoongi returned my pen, setting it in front of me. "Sorry for ignoring you for half the semester. I didn't know you then." He grinned and I could feel myself slowly losing my grip on my mentality.

"It's okay." I smiled back. My face felt so stiff. I could literally feel my cheek twitching from the awkward smile I was wearing.

Yoongi noticed it and he looked at me weirdly, "Is something wrong?"

"No! No, I'm fine." I turned away for a moment to massage my cheeks. "There was just something on my cheek."

"Shh!" The teacher hissed at us in annoyance. "Talking is not allowed during a test."

Yoongi and I bowed our heads down while smiling at each other. Classes ended and by the end of the day I was happy to have crossed something out of my bucket-list: Talk to crush.

All giddy and excited from my last class of the day, I was on the way to meet Jungkook. He texted me an address of a dance studio he was in, saying I have to come to him. It's fine by me, actually, I will not let anything ruin this day and by anything I meant Jungkook.

I got to the address by taxi. The building where Jungkook told me to go stood alone in line with the music conservatory Sewon was attending. Did he think no one would see through him? Oh Jungkook. I smiled to myself as I entered the front door. The air inside had that rich people's aura to it.

"Excuse me." I stopped for information, "Where can I find dance studio D?"

"It's down at the basement. You can take the elevator over there then press the basement level A." The lady kindly smiled at me but I knew she was judging me inside that little head of hers.

I had my uniform on and caught a few eyes as I passed through the cafeteria. With my chin lifted and my back straight, I confidently walked through it, making it to the elevator just in time. I pressed the basement button. It lit up then the doors began closing itself if it weren't for someone putting their hand between it. He smiled cleverly at me.

"Do you mind sharing this elevator with me?" Park Jimin started with that annoying smirk on his face. I almost didn't recognize him with his hair covering his forehead, usually he'd have that fuck-I'm-late-for-school look with the bed hair and all.

"Would you leave if I said yes?" I deadpanned. "I don't think so."

He laughed, leaning against the elevator wall as he stared at me. I suddenly had the urge to pull my skirt lower. "Are you going to see Jungkook? By the way, how's being with Jungkook so far?"

I looked at him, "Do you really want to know?"

"No." He grinned before pushing his back off the wall and taking a few steps closer to me, "What I really want to know is how long will you be able to keep this up?"

I suddenly felt hot around my collar but I ignored it. I also ignored Jimin who was only an inch away from me, "I started it already might as well finish it 'til the end."

The elevator chimed and Jimin stepped back before the doors could open. I could see him smirking even from the corner of my eye and it was bothering me.

The doors finally opened wide and I followed him to the room where Jungkook was in. There were mirrors running along in all three walls of the room and the lights were so bright that it made me look pale. I scanned the surpringsingly crowded room for Jungkook and found him, walking towards me.

"Jungkook, someone's here for you." Jimin said.

Jungkook turned around setting the bottle of water down before he approached me, "What took you so long?" He scowled.

"Why? Did you actually miss me?" I replied. I thought I had won but then Jungkook leaned down as if he was going to kiss me and for a moment I thought he would really pull through it. My surprise showed on my face, making him smile.

"Should I say yes and make your heart flutter?" Jungkook whispered closely. I could see beads of sweat on his neck and the unnoticed wetness of his black shirt. Jungkook then lifted my chin up and brushed my hair behind my ear, "Smile. Their eyes are on us."

Jeon Jungkook and Park Jimin were at the fucking top of the class. They were even as good as their dance teacher. I couldn't help but marvel at their synchronized movements. How could a person know every part of his body that well? I've watched their practice runs for over an hour and I still think it's amazing.

Jungkook stood over me, his sweat trickling down his shirt as he tried to catch his breath. I offered him his water bottle. He took it and drank eagerly from it. He is so fucking sexy. His eyes met mine and he smiled.

Suddenly, an arm went around my shoulders. It was the other fuck boy, Jimin, his hair sticking to his forehead. "Quick quiz. Who do you think would do better in bed? Jungkook or me?" He then shoved the imaginary mic at me. "If you choose me, I'll be happy to prove it to you."