"Hi, I'm Jeon Jung-kook".
"I know"
His face suddenly changes to a surprised expression.
Realizing what I said, I quickly say...
"I mean we went to high school together, so I recognized you"
"Oh that's a relief, for a second I thought you were a stalker"
"Why would I stalk you, I mean your hot but I wouldn't stalk you," I said with a nervous voice
OH MY GOD, what did I just say?
*literally crying in my head* I ruined it he won't ever talk to me againnnnnn!!!
But unexpectedly he says "it's okay, I hear that like 10 times a day"
Just so I wouldn't make the situation worst I say...
"Oh, well it was nice to meet you, again"
After saying that, I quickly move past him to get to my spot, at this point I was just hoping he didn't think I was weird, but I was just glad that it wasn't worse.
"Omg, what did I say, he probably thought I was a.."
"A what"
I turn my head to my side just to see him still staring at me. I quickly say...
" A nothing"
"Why do you care what I think?"
I wanted to answer but I didn't want to lie and I didn't want to tell the truth, well not the whole truth.
"You're my idol, ever since you helped me..."
*with a low voice* "in high school when you..."
"Umm"
"Whenn..."
"What did I do"
I couldn't say it, to this day that excruciating memory still lives in my head.
"i..i..I'm sorry, but....if you don't remember, then it's better not to..."
I quickly get up and run of the class
"Wait!"
I heard his voice but I couldn't let him see me cry, so I kept on running.
THREE MINUTES LATER:
I'm in the bathroom crying, scared to come out.
Why didn't I lie, WHY! At least it would've been better than this
"Why am I so dumb, I could've li....."
As soon as I'm about to say the last word I hear the door opens with footsteps walking in.
I hope it's not him, he can't see me like this.
"You didn't have to leave, I remember you and that day, I'm sorry I didn't mean to bring back those memories"
"What"
HE REMEMBERS, why didn't he just say so, and why am I in the bathroom crying, I've never done that before, and what if he thinks I'm a loser who cries over everything.
But as much as try I can't stop crying.
"Open the door".
SHIT, IT'S NOT LOCKED, as I'm about to lock it, he hears me and opens it.
*HE PULLS ME AND HE HUGS ME!!!!!*
His arms feel so strong, you can tell he's working out, he smells so nice, I decide to take advantage of the moment and hug him a little hard but just enough so he thought I was crying harder (which I was) and then I feel something against my leg and realize that ONE OF MY LEGS ARE BETWEEN HIS PANTS....