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You're whirling your spoon on the lunch tray you've just finished. The cafeteria is pretty crowded. Gossips all around the table.

10% of them are talking about upcoming games and events in their sports club, about star players and rumours on few coaches crushing over the new English professor. 15% of them making plans for a party this weekend. The 5% of the book geeks strategizing how they should probably skip lunch and pack it otherwise to home just to spend most of their time studying. 20% of them talking about what's in trend nowadays and what's up with Kylie dating Timothee.

The remaining 50% of the cafeteria is too indulged eyeing Jungkook and their group. Talking how cool they look. Whispering how much they want to date all the handsome guys. Conversing how Jungkook helped this one random girl to the aid room when she bumped into him this morning. How they had eye contact with the other friend of his and how they'd want nothing but to date them.

It's funny actually. They're basically choosing one for each of them and it's not just one group, several of them, having no idea they've got to beat hundreds in the competition. One of the reasons why Loverboy is so popular. He gets the work done. Always.

His services are not really open to just everyone. To choose the right clients there's an application process where the detailed information about them is asked, dating preferences, what they hope to gain from Loverboy services, relationship goals and lifestyle that ensures that the clients in the special category are compatible with each other.

You made in. Pretty sure, it's gonna be helpful.

But here comes the question. Does Jungkook actually gives two shits about dating random girls? Haha no. He's the type to tame you to the bed, make you happy, cage you in his spell, get his work done and forget your existence the next day.

The craziest part is that even after being aware of this the girls still go for him. You're not one of them. It's more than a crush and less than love. You like him. Noticed him for all eight years. Aware of all the girls he's dated yet. All pretty and cute. Browns and whites. Chinese to blacks. He's dated all the categories.

Dated. Yes.

You know, you well know if you approach him you can get to spend the night with him. You're pretty, a little timid, shy, sexy when you need to be, and confident if you know your game but you don't want one night. You want him all to yourself. All to yourself. All to yourself. It's hard.

But you're here. Gotta do what loverboy asked you to do.

There's an empty tray in your hands. The bin super close to where Jungkook is seated with his friends. You're gathering all the courage. Deep breaths, deep breaths and deep breaths.

"Do you have asthma?"

You're taken so off guard. "What?" You ask Lisa, unbelievably. She looks concerned, genuinely. "You've been breathing heavily. I wondered if you got asthma."

You're just staring at her. "I'm not dying, Lisa." She gives you a small smile, rests her palm on your fingers clutched together, "Good to know."

You're quiet. She's quiet too.

"Okay, I gotta throw this."

"Sure." She hasn't gotten off her hand from yours. "Lisa, move." You say and she retracts. "If you say so." And you're dumbfounded. Shake your head. Stand up. Pick your tray.

You finally take a glance at Jungkook. He's drinking a can of coke. Leaned back. Wore a black North East jersey. Looks too good on him. Hair all messy and his smile wide.

You're making your way to the bin. Almost there. Two steps... one step... and boom.

Fate hates you.

You have stumbled over someone's feet. Head hitting straight on the bin. All the empty items and cans falling with a big ringing voice on the marble floor.

The cafeteria, let me tell you, entire cafeteria gasps watching you fall. You're laying halfway down. Very close to Jungkook. He's noticed you. Stood up immediately. He doesn't do no shit. You're embarrassed.

"You're ridiculous, so fucking ridiculous." Someone is talking to you. You frown, slowly get up, everyone has maintained at least a 10 meters distance from you.

You finally find Somi scowling at you. She's checking you from the top to the bottom. The judgmental gaze irritating you.

"Excuse me?" You're dusting your palms. Can't decipher what's her problem.

"Don't go around showing your hips, you see it's not a very ethical thing."

Your frown is only deepening. "Huh?" Jungkook is listening and so are the others. Everyone is focused on you. No one stopping the scene or indulging themselves in any way.

"Weren't you trying to seduce my boyfriend?" She's talking about her boyfriend Yoongi. You don't even remember seeing him. "I-I don't understand?" You don't know why you're scared. Why you're stuttering. You've done nothing wrong to begin with.

"Look at you become all innocent, you crazy ass—" She's suddenly pushed back with her collar and there's another gasp from the entire cafeteria.

"What did you just say?" It's Lisa. She's pushing her against the wall and Somi is so surprised. "What the—" Lisa doesn't let her talk. "Y/n seducing who?" She's pierced her gaze, "Stop bulshitting Somi."

She's struggling. "Wh-what!" She's trying to get off. You're a little concerned too. "Your boyfriend is sleeping!" She screams on her face, "Dare you accuse Y/n of something she never did!" She's scary. You haven't seen Lisa so intimidating before.

Somi seems to come have realized. Can't take it back.

"It's not her first time. She does it every time"

Pulling off her collar Lisa yanks her closer "You have no idea right?" You could see flames in Lisa's eyes, "Her boyfriend would kill you if he finds out about this" and as Lisa says Somi's smirking face drops into fear.

"Uh-I- I" she stutters when Lisa shoves her away "Don't fucking do that again" She dusted her hands before holding onto yours taking you away from there.

Your brain went dead when you met Jungkook's eyes,

Widening his eyes at the contact he looked away instantly making you sadder and angrier. Only if it wasn't for Somi, your first eye contact with him would have been a good memory but no, he certainly pitied you or didn't want to see a dumb girl like you.

Undoubtedly it all meant that it didn't end well.

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Amxnx