Taehyung's POV

Haneul is so not cool.

She would always say sorry to me but she would continue hanging out with Jungkook.

No fun.

“Okay class, I wanna tell you all that our school is gonna have a singing competition with other schools. So today, I'll be picking atleast two contestants.”

“MEMEMEMEME!”
“TEACHER TEACHER CHOOSE THEM!”
“HANEUL AND JUNGKOOK!”
“HOW ABOUT MEEEEEE”
“I'm not interested on the contest”
“Me too.”
“TEACHER, HANEUL AND JUNGKOOK!”
“YES TEACHER! THEY WE'RE SINGING LATELY AND THEY BOTH HAVE A NICE COLLAB!”
“YEAAAAAAAHHH!”
“WE ALL HEARD IT!”

“Haneul and Jungkook, would you both like to be our representatives?” The teacher asked.

“U-uhm me?” Haneul pointed herself. “But I d-dont have a n-nice voice—”

“LIAR!”
“we all heard you singing!”
“Go Haneul!”
“Accept it!”

Jungkook stood up. “We may both have a nice collaboration, but she and Taehyung is better.” he pointed Haneul and me.

“Haneul? Taehyung? Please come in front of the class and give us an example.” The teacher said.

I stood up and pulled Haneul quickly. I could feel her hand shaking because of her nervousness.

“SING! SING! SING! SING! SING! SING!” everyone cheered.

I faced Haneul. “You can do this.” she exhaled and nodded.

“Save me, save me, I need your love before I fall, fall. Save me, save me, woah oh, me-me-me-me~ Save me, save me, woah oh, save me-me-me~” we finished singing and they started cheering.

“OMG THEY DO HAVE AN AWESOME COLLAB! JUNGKOOK IS RIGHT!”
“I wanna marry Haneul now”
“Taehyung oppa!”
“High-pitched and deep voice mixed, cool!”
“WOHOOOO!”

We returned to our seats and I winked at Haneul. She pouted so hard.

“So we have a decision class, Taehyung and Haneul will be our contestants.” they all shouted happily.

The bell rang and we all went outside to eat lunch. I saw Jungkook and Haneul talking so I went near them and,

“Thanks bro.” I thanked Jungkook.

“It was nothing hyung! Oh, and here's Haneul.” he said as he pushed Haneul to me. “See you both later. Bye noona!” he started walking away.

I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and she pouted.

“What if I get nervous while singing? The school would get mad at me.”

“No babe. You're good. Stay at the positive side.” I reassured her.

She smiled.

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