"Walk in a straight queue y'all."

Jimin smiles at the students who are stepping out of the school buses. Each with their respective classes and class teachers at the front. Other teachers followed behind.

The school has arrived at the airport for the much awaited Hawaii trip. Enthusiasm being evident in the cheerful air, and on smiling faces of the pupils.
These children of rich society aren't excited mainly for a tour they could easily afford, but because the significance of travelling with schoolmates is one of great pleasures.

Hoseok, one of the staff who aren't any class teachers, could take its advantage and freely walk wherever he desires. Without the pressure of responsibility towards a particular set of students.

And so does he, strolling along with his short best friend who is guiding his own class through the airport. Taehyung undoubtedly being right behind them.

Entering the airport, Hoseok almost flinches, as if remembered something.
"Oh shit! I need to take a shit...be right back."
He says to Yoongi and roams about asking for directions to the bathroom.

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When all the students had gathered inside, Jimin makes an announcement instructing the students to mark and submit their travel bags.

While all this process is going on, Jungkook and his gang joke and bicker at the back, just like any other friend group would do.
One of them suddenly interrupts the chatting, coming up with a different topic to discuss upon.

Minghao : Guys! Have you planned what all we are going to do there ??

Jaehyun : Oh right...we need some material to play with too.

Yugyeom : Wouldn't the school provide us ?

Jungkook : No one knows what that red head has planned....

Yugyeom : yeah...

Jaehyun : So..what do you guys want to-

Mingyu : I got something interesting to share !

Jaehyun : Don't fuckin interru-

Eunwoo and Minghao : Tell us man.

Jungkook : What is it about?

Mingyu : Its a rumor I found.

Jaehyun : Didn't you hea-

Minghao : What kind of rumor ?

Jungkook : Rumorrrrrrrr!!!!

Jaehyun : Listen bitc-

Mingyu : I found it online. The story goes like-

Jaehyun : SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!

All of them fall silent and turn to the fuming boy.

Yugyeom : Chillax duuude.. chillaaax....

Jaehyun : Chillax wuh ? Interrupting me like dicks... *to Mingyu* And you! Continue your dumb ass story in the airplane.
We gotta discuss important matters.

The brunette stays quiet for few seconds, anticipating responses.

Jaehyun : What ? None of are speaking now??

Yugyeom : *rolls eyes* Just speak what you have to.

Jaehyun : So I was saying, what do u guys would like play there ?

Yeah..so important matters. All of them think, not replying.

Jaehyun : ANSWER!?!

Yugyeom : State your own opinion first hoe.

Jaehyun : Tsk. I'm in mood for some beachball.

"Bitchball, he means." Jungkook whispers to Minghao, the two letting out quiet chuckles.

Mingyu : I don't think any of us here is carrying a beachball with us.

Jungkook : We would get it there. So whats the deal huh ?

Eunwoo : Oh wait!

They all turn their heads in the direction of the boy who has been quietly listening and not involving in the conversation.
"What ?" They ask.

The tall boy chuckles foolishly. "I don't know why, but I packed this too." He pulls down the zip of his travel bag, "We're aren't possibly getting a pitch.", producing shiny soccer ball out from his bag.

"Is it new?" Jungkook asks, getting a nod in response. "Cool! Imma have a look."
Just before Eunwoo could extend the ball, Jungkook snatches it from his hands. The new shiny ball slips from the sudden motion and rolls forward on the smooth tiled floor.

An 'Oh' leaves the brunette's mouth. "I'll get it" He moves towards the perfectly round object.
In a split second, poor ball gets kicked by a random foot among the crowds, landing far away from its owner.

"Fuck !" Curses Eunwoo. Grabbing Jungkook's collar and dragging him along for the chase.

"Why couldn't you keep your troublesome hands to yourself ??" Eunwoo mutters, running towards his rolling ball.

"Yaah! It just happened all of a sudden and-and blame the one who couldn't keep their legs to themselves. Yeah..lets stomp those gross evil feet for revenge!"

"Bruh-"

Just as the two are like, very close to their precious little thing, some crazy hype kiddo jumps in out of nowhere only to bluntly kick the ball accross the place, over the busy heads of common people who don't give a shit.

Eunwoo had to hold Jungkook from beating the ball-dishonor outta that weird ass brat.
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No matter how many times the black spotted white spherical object almost stopped rolling ; in such a crowdy place, it would always end up getting kicked by someone or the other. Like-no one fucking cares yet they are pretending to be a pro.

After a long chase, the end result turns out to be two exhausted bodies panting as they gripped very tight on their ultra-precious sphere, making sure not even the devil himself could snatch it away.

Yeah...they did manage to finally get the ball.
But on the dark side, they lost their away.

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Walking in queues, the school gets closer to the four airplanes, reserved specially for themselves. That's how rich Park Jimin is.

The teachers and staff are ensuring that the students safely enter their flight.
T

he inside is just like any other airplane but with better quality seating and services.

There are rows of three seats on either side. Thus, three passengers can sit together at a time.

Yoongi's class is supposed to be on the second flight. So after making all the students claim their seats, he comes and sits with his friend Chanyeol. With the said man on the outside, himself in the middle and, letting the window seat be left alone for Hoseok. The row behind him is empty ; the two after empty one being occupied of the six of Jungkook's friends.

Suddenly, a certain tall readhead pops out of nowhere.
"Yooongi~ I want to be with you at the window seat...."
Jimin expresses while elongating the sentence.

"No thank you. This place is reserved for someone special." Yoongi pats at the seat as he smugly replies.

What the-?? I am taking him on a free trip..and he cant even let me exist beside him. Ungrateful much huh ?
"Ok then."

An offended look on his face, Jimin walks few more steps to sit on the empty window seat right behind his rejectors's row.

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Meanwhile

"Where the bloody hell do we go?? I don't even know our flight number!!!"
Eunwoo frustratingly yells out at his pal because of who they got in such a situation. Afterall its been about an hour they separated from their pack.

"W-what can I d-do ?" Jungkook's reply is in a sorta timid and scared tone. He damn well knows its all his fault.
"T-try asking someone ?"

"Ask what huh?? ASK WHAT!?!?"

"*fliches* That d-do you know the flights booked for Seoul Academy? *nervous smile*"

"Aaaand WHOM are we going to ask ?"

"The workers here. Duh."

"Not really believing you but I know no more so yeah, Imma try."
Eunwoo takes a 180° turn aka turns around.
Whatever the shit he wants to get me into.

Inhaling deeply, he takes a few quick steps and then stops, making his optics scout around.
"Hey..who should I go to ?" "......Jungkook?"
"... Speak Jeon Jungkook."
".......JUNGKOOK??"

Turning back once again, the boy's pair of eyes meet with that stupid familiar figure, who is currently chugging down on a magically appeared bottle of coke so relaxingly as if there was nothing to worry about in the world.

A faint sound of a child's cry rings in Eunwoo's ears, prompting him to raise a brow. "Where'd you get that coke from ?"

"Oh this." Jungkook stops drinking, "Look there. *points* Remember that brat from earlier? Well..I so saw him again and *grins* he had this in his hand."

Eunwoo sighs and looks at the brat from earlier. The child is still sobbing and telling something to a man. A woman, presumably his wife standing just beside. The man then looks around, fuming in anger.

He immediately grabs Jungkook's collar, "We betta yeet outta here befoh his parents look for yo ass!!", and drags him away. The half drunk bottle of coke slipping down and spilling on floor during this drag session.
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The two somehow end up standing and peeing in the bowl of the bathroom as Jungkook had got a pressure due to the coke.

"I think we will have to go back home." Eunwoo mutters disappointed.

"I don't even know anymore." Jungkook mutter back, staring straight at his release.

"It's all your fault."

"Thank you for telling."

"Shut up! You're a hoe."

"Same."

"Jungkook, you are full of shit."

"Speaking of that...*whispers* the dude in that stall has been in for quite long. Heh."

"Must be shitting, what else?."

"Shitting a big big smelly dump."

"Ew. Don't talk dirty."

"Don't you like dirty talks Eunwoo ? *wiggles eyebrows*"

"Not funny."

They finish urinating and pull their zippers back up. After washing hands, they mope towards the exit of bathroom defeated.

All of a sudden, a sound of opening door is heard.
"What are you two doing here?"

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Here comes the saviour~