Chapter 27

Jinhee POV

The school bell rang, signaling yet another day of classes starting soon.

I sighed in pure frustration, my mind drifting to the Math homework that I had yet to finish.

I'd been kept awake all night by Jungkook, who constantly demanded kisses while I was trying to solve equations.

He's been so protective of me that it's sweet, if not a little overboard.

I stepped into class, ignoring everyone's eyes on me and plopping down into my seat.

Taking out my workbook, I was just continuing where I left off yesterday when an unwelcomed presence waltzed into the room, looking particularly joyful.

"Hey braces, I see you've been catching up on homework, let's see it." Jae Oon cackled like a witch.

She grabbed my book and yanked hard, catching me by surprise.

Surprise which quickly turned into anger, fueling my muscles with energy.

"Give me back my book you thief!" I spat at her, disbelieving that she actually still had the nerve to be such a bitch.

"Come and get it then." she sneered at me, throwing my book towards the open window overlooking the school grounds outside.

A hand snatched the book in mid-flight, bringing it safely down to Earth.

Jungkook.

I let out a sigh of relief, when I saw that my homework wouldn't be landing in the mud outside anymore.

I glared at Jae Oon viciously, "Wanna go through the humiliation of being beaten up again?"

Fear flashed across her eyes, and she backed away an inch, before remembering that the whole class was watching our argument.

Her jaw clenched, determined not to look weak in front of everyone.

She opened her mouth to say something, but my side was suddenly pressed against a warm body.

"Are you okay jagi?"

Soft and concerned his tone was, until I felt my insides start to turn to mush.

"Yeah I'm fine, thanks Kook."

Jae Oon's mouth resembled a silent scream being frozen.

Opening and closing her painted lips like a goldfish, she stuttered, "J-Ja-g-gi?"

I was about to say that it was none of her business, but Jungkook beat me to it.

"Yeah, so?"

Every single pair of eyes was now trained on us.

"WHAT!" the queen bee shrieked.

I knew she had been eyeing Jungkook for a while now.

Since the start of the year to be exact.

Watching her countless flirting attempts was like trying to get rid of an annoying bee buzzing in my ear.

Well, I had wanted to keep our relationship more on the low key side, but what's done is done.

"What, you're not happy? Oh wait, I just remembered that you don't have any feelings."

A few people snickered and giggled at my comeback.

Jae Oon's face turned red, and everyone could see it even through her make-up caked face.

To add insult to the wound, when she was strutting her way to the door after that humiliating scene, she tripped on the small ledge that she forgot was there, and face-planted on the floor. Even worse, her hand landed in a puddle of muddy water that the janitor had been trying to clean up.

Jae Oon groaned in agony, sitting up slowly and rubbing her squashed nose.

When her eyes landed on the muddy puddle of water with her handprint in it, all hell broke loose.

"ARGHH!!"

With a horrific scream, she managed to singlehandedly burst poor Jimin Oppa's eardrums, who was trying to get into the classroom.

Wincing, he clutched at his ears and squeezed his eyes shut, trying to drown out the wailing noises.

Walking over to us slowly, his eyes lit up happily, and he sprinted into a run.

"Gotcha!" he grabbed my arm and Jungkook's at the same time and bashed our heads together accidentally when he pulled us in for a hug.

"Ow!" I said.

"Oof!" Jungkook exclaimed in protest, while the life was squeezed out of him by his hyung.

Not faring any better than him myself, I snickered and promptly coughed, when Jimin Oppa crushed my windpipe.

I delivered a swift punch to his waist, which I knew was his most ticklish spot.

Bursting into loud peals of laughter, he tumbled helter-skelter onto the ground, still holding my boyfriend in a headlock.

"Come on Oppa, get up, you too Jungbunny."

Both turned to me with pouting glares.

"But he was the one who put me in a headlock, and my neck hurts!"

"Aww Jinhee, I was just trying to congratulate you guys!"

"You already did that yesterday and the day before, don't give excuses."

"You're the worst, Jinhee." Jimin Oppa groaned and complained.

"I know you love me." I replied nonchalantly, walking back to my seat right after that.

Jimin POV

You have no idea.

How have I been you ask?

I'd say there isn't much of a difference in my daily life except for the need to get used to Jungkook and Jinhee's public display of affection.

Actually, scratch that, I'm not feeling very well.

It happens every time I see them do something a couple would do.

I used to think I had a chance, but now that I know I don't, I should give up right?

Honestly I don't know, because I love Jinhee so much, that I don't want to let go, and yet, I knew it was wrong to have feelings for your friend's girlfriend.

I feel ready to explode with all the hidden emotions I've kept locked away in my heart, but I can't.

Because then, I will hurt two of the most precious people to me.

Putting on a happy, bubbly facade helped me get through the first few days of the start of their relationship, but how long more can I keep this up?

Jungkook POV

You know that one period of time in your life that feels perfect?

And then when you're living in that period of time, you feel as if something's going to go horribly wrong directly after because life is never perfect?

That's how I feel now, just multiply it by fifty.

The nagging feeling that something will keep Jinhee and I apart has followed me around ever since the day after Jinhee's birthday last Sunday.

Sure, we've been ecstatic about our newly established relationship, which I have to say has been going extremely smoothly so far, but I get this panicky feeling everytime Jinhee's away from me for more than a few minutes.

It's like I can't let her out of my sight, otherwise I'll feel like barfing.

Does that make sense? 

I think it doesn't, but when a loved one could be in danger, won't you feel like the world is ending too?

When that bastard escaped from my house last month, I was devastated.

My only clue.

A hint to whatever, whoever, called the hit on Appa.

We were so close, father and son.

He used to tell me about his work and how he would bring Omma and I along with him to other countries so that we could travel the world and discover new things.

Spain.

America.

Japan.

Russia.

So many places.

I'd been fasinated by his passion for travelling the world.

But Kang Mi Rae took him away from me by murdering him, and my precious family was broken.

I got over it eventually, but the hurt of losing a loved one will always linger, like a poison waiting to be injected into your worst enemy, while you dream about watching them die, slowly and painfully.

For now though, I'll just focus on the gorgeous girl in front of me.

We were in the library, studying for our mid-year examinations.

Well, Jinhee's studying, I'm too busy admiring her beautiful face.

My eyes tracing over her cute nose and her soft, rosy lips.

I leaned over and pecked her on the lips.

So soft...

She looked up, surprised, and embarrassed, the tiniest hint of pink tinting her cheeks.

Cute.

"Why aren't you studying?" she asked, her voice sugary-sweet.

"I'm busy."

"Doing what?"

"Looking at you."

Her eyebrows srcunched up, "Why are you looking at me then?"

"Can't I admire my girlfriend? She's very pretty."

Blushing furiously, she smacked my hand, "Stop it, we're in a library."

A few heads had turned to watch our playful banter.

"Aww come on Jagi, I know you love it when I call you beautiful."

I scooted over to her and started tickling her side, causing her to let out a loud shriek.

The librarian shushed us angrily, and everyone in the library stared at us open-mouthed, not used to us being so affectionate towards each other.

I wouldn't blame them, Jinhee used to hate me.

I sat back on my own seat, still trying to stiffle a laugh at her expression of mortification when the librarian got mad at us and told us to keep quiet.

This is the life.

But I knew that my perfect life now, wouldn't last.

What I didn't know, was the extent of hurt the onslaught of trouble coming next would bring me.