Since I don't want to hold her back and act like a clingy guy after only one night spent with her, I swallow the pill and move towards my friends that are sitting on a bench.

"Hello," Hajoon wiggles his eyebrows at me, aware that I was with her all day long yesterday. "Hey," I sit down next to them and put my bag over my lap, getting them to notice everything new. "Bro, what the fuck have you done to her to get you all those things?!" he scans me, Taeyeong doing so out of curiosity and probably jealousy.

"Nothing, I'm her friend," I smirk but show off. "Look at this," I stretch my arm out and put my Rolex within sight. "That is what I call a man."

"What an asshole!" Taeyeong bursts a blood vessel and hits me in the arm. "Did you have sex with her for that? You're too poor to even buy one single thing you have on you right now!"

"But I'm her favorite," I brag about it and piss them off, hugging my bag to make sure none of them tries to snatch it away from me. "Well then, why aren't you with her if you're her favorite?" Hajoon cannot handle it.

"We spent our day together, so she wants to see Haneul as well," I give them the reason for her to be with him, but they raise their eyebrows. "Do you think she doesn't have a little preference for me when we wear the same shoes?" I lift my foot up and make my Christian Louboutin's sneakers as evident as possible. "Get the fuck away from us. You're not our friend. You don't even share with us..." their bitterness talks for them, but I shrug. "All right then."

"All right?" they still dare to whine, glaring at me. "What? You don't want to be my friend anymore just because I have all those expensive stuff? Then you're not real friends."

"You don't even want to share! I'm pretty sure you did everything for y/n to not let me go with you too," he puts this forth when this is all in the past for me. "I wanted to be alone with her to have more chance, if you were there, you would have been stuck to her like glue!"

"And?!" he yells back but starts to fight. "Whatever!" I put an end to it, not wanting this to cause some tension between us. "You'll go with her today if you want, I don't give a fuck. We're not going to fight just because of some money, are we?!"

They huff and glance away. I don't say anything but look for y/n. She's with Haneul as she told me, hugging him, holding him as if she needed someone's comfort.

The more I think about her and her behavior, the more my brain is full of questions. Why doesn't she look like her parents at all? Why is she so close to her father, to Haneul, and me? And that Pikachu, she said her father bought it for her birthday, but why is it so special if that's her seventeenth birthday with him? And that day she cried, why did she react in such a way as if she was terrified?

I hope we'll talk more about her, some things are odd, and I need to know.

10 minutes later...

"Nice shoes," Ruby walks past me, but I smile at her and enter the classroom. This is the third compliment I receive since I came here, I feel better today, that's great for my mood.

I join y/n at the table but see her play with a wrapping of candy. I sit down and put my bag over my lap, staring at her but wondering what she's doing. "Are you having fun?"

"Yes," she nods, folding the pink paper carefully. "Do you have a painkiller, please?" she asks me, but I shake my head and put my bag down to push my chair forth and be at the table properly. "Why?"

"My stomach is aching, I feel my period coming and I'm stressed out," she answers me and talks about something I didn't want to know. "Oh...do you know something else can help with the pain? And I have that something..." I smirk, and her eyes meet mine. "What is it?"

I move forth, but the teacher comes in, so I tease her and don't tell her yet. "I'll tell you after class."

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"I want to know now..." she lowers her voice, but I sneer and keep quiet. "Come on..." she touches my thigh and gives a squeeze, but on a high spot, making me twitch and grin nervously. I lay my eyes on her, but she continues what she's doing, teasing me and enjoying the fact we're in the back to pass her hand over my crotch. "Come on, Jungoo..." she whispers and keeps rubbing, making me bite my lips but look down at my book.

"Shh," I squeeze her hand between my thighs to make her stop but chuckle uncontrollably, feeling her persist. "I want to know..." she murmurs close to my arm as the rubbing are slowly turning me on. I shake my head, resisting and doing my best to not show any sign of weakness. However, she doesn't stop, so I peek at the teacher to make sure she doesn't know about this, but y/n pronounces my name in a whispering voice, rubbing my cock that is rapidly getting hard. "Hm? Why aren't you telling me? I'm not gonna stop till I hear it."

"Because..." a heavy breathing escapes me without me expecting it, but I clear my throat and grab her wrist under the table to cease all the frictions. This doesn't even work, my heart speeds up the pace to rush my blood through my veins, and I check up on the teacher once more, feeling nervous and knowing we're both playing with fire to get what we want. I fidget on my chair, but my eyes close once she finds the tip and rubs it. "Tell me."

I find it difficult to shake my head, but I still do it and smile, loving what she's doing and letting go of her to get more. My smile fades away to let place to an expression of pleasure, and I clench my legs to control what she's doing a little. "I know you like this but tell me, Jungoo," she bends over to put her face within sight, close to mine. I completely struggle to breathe properly and remain calm when the excitement, that this forbidden action is causing, is ramping up. No matter what, I try to seem indifferent to her touch, I control myself a little and stare at my book, but without even understand or remembering a word that my eyes pass over.

"Jungkook..." she pushes a bit more and applies a lot of pressure to jerk her fingers on the tip, this one that now sticks out even more than a few seconds earlier. I react unwittingly to it, my body betrays me. I attempt to cover up all the pleasure I feel by smiling nervously, and my hand slides down the side of my neck without me even knowing what I'm doing. My heart is thumping me in the chest, I'm feeling the heat, the tension spread through my veins. All the sexual pleasure, that my body full of hormones is creating, takes over everything inside, and I squeeze the skin of my neck but clench it, and my eyes shut for a few seconds while she's continuing.

I love this way too much, I cannot even stop her, despite how dangerous it is for both of us. "Tell me," she laughs in a whispering voice as she must be amused by my reaction, so I do not even hide it anymore, I want her to keep going. I spread my legs and position them in a way to feel every little friction and touch of her hand on my cock. "J—Just..." I bite my lips but bring one hand up to my face to hide my features from the others, and I cover my mouth, but she makes the frictions even heavier and faster with her fingers, making it hard for me to stay calm.

"A little more..." I uncontrollably clutch my pencil in my hand but peek at her with difficulty, and a faint smile grows through the sin that could get us into trouble. "Hm, so you won't tell me?" she smirks at me but does way too much once she rubs the head in a certain way, and I bite my finger, clench my legs, and grab her hand. "W—What you're touching..." my face warms up, and my lips part under the strong stimulation, my teeth squeezing my bottom one again. I do not even stop her, I slide my hand over her skin to grip her wrist, and I struggle but open my eyes to check what are the teacher and students doing, praying for no one to see us like usual.

This feeling of being close to it makes it so pleasing and tempting that I lower my chin and close my eyes without caring. I slide her hand over my erection to give me more, and she hastens the speed like I wanted to, making me go crazy and do everything to keep my voice in.

"What can this do?" she stops, abruptly. No way she can do that.

"That can relieve your pain...babe," I give her the answer, against my will, breathing heavily, and I glance at her. "Keep going, please."

She smiles at me, seeing how desperate I am. Her hand moves again, and she pleases me. I pretend to focus on my book to not be noticed, and she goes even more for it, using her whole hand, getting the right spot, I uncontrollably shiver on my chair, and my body tells me I'm way too close to it.

If I don't stop her now, I won't be able to do anything but climax and forget how to even speak without moaning, but this feels so fucking good, I want to cum.

Once she slips her hand in my pants and gets her hand on my cock, my back arches, and I close one hand into a fist, my lips part wider, and I lose it, I lean forth to hide my face in my arm, and clench my jaw but get her hand away. "S—Stop..." I say in a ridiculous whisper full of shakiness.

I keep my eyes shut and do everything to not cum, still feeling the tightness, the pressure it puts on my sensitive head. It hurts, but at the same time, this feels so good. Thank god she stopped.

"Jungkook?" the teacher catches me at the wrong time. I do not have a choice but to look at her, so I do it, my erection driving me mad as I cannot stop thinking about y/n's hand on it. "Would you like a pillow?" she sarcastically asks, but I'm so not in the mood to provoke anyone that I just shake my head and gaze down. I'm weak as hell, this was edging, nothing else.

I glance at y/n after being very close to being humiliated in front of the whole class. "I need a painkiller right now..." she crosses her arms over the desk and hides her face between them. I'm pretty sure this isn't serious, but she put me in such a state that I wish we could be all alone in this room.

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50 minutes later...

"See you tomorrow, guys," the teacher leaves the classroom, my attention not drifting away from y/n since we came in, she bends over the desk again and rests her head on her arms to close her eyes. I bring my hand to her ear and pinch it. "Why don't you go to the nurse's office? She'll give you a painkiller."

"It hurts way too much...and I'm cold..." she speaks in a faint manner, not opening her eyes but grimacing out of struggle. I lick my lips but hesitate to do something. I keep my eyes fixed on her but notice this is serious. "Do you want me to bring you there? Or you prefer Haneul?"

"I'm scared to stand up..." she opens her sleepy eyes and gazes at me. "Why?" I don't understand, and she sighs at me. "My period...I don't want to pass in front of the whole class..." she explains to me, now making me figure out what's the problem.

I decide to stand up and grab her jacket. "Come with me," I tell her to stand up, and she doesn't go against it, she does as told and rises from her chair but with difficulty. She steps forth and rests her head on my chest, closing her eyes but acting weird. I place her fluffy jacket around her to warm her up and I turn her around, peeking down at her skirt discreetly while grabbing her bag. Since I don't see any stain, I make her face me again and keep her bag in my hold and wrap one arm around her thighs while keeping my knees bent. She puts her arms around my neck, and I pick her up to get out of here.

The students look at us, but I leave the room and fall upon Mister Park, to my biggest unfortunate. He fixes his eyes on her, recognizing y/n. "What's wrong?" he stops us, but I put both of my arms around her to step aside and go away, but Haneul is now following us. "Jungkook!" he catches up with my pace and walks by my side. "What is wrong?"

"She's not feeling good, she told me this is because of her period," I move towards the nurse's office, Haneul staying next to us as if he couldn't leave her alone in this state. I hurry to reach the room, but once we're there, Haneul opens the door right away and rushes towards a nurse, making me feel like this is more serious than I think.

He speaks to one of them, and the woman comes closer. She tells me to follow her, and she opens a curtain to reveal an examination bed, so I lay y/n down on it and put the bag down, but once I catch sight of her, some concern overwhelms me. She's sweating a lot, and her eyes are closed. I remove the jacket from her but realize right away she's not conscious anymore. I don't have the time to even know what to do, Haneul nudges his way to get right beside her but hurries the nurse for her to do something and not be slow anymore. 

What is happening? She was talking to me only a minute ago...

"What happened to her?" she tries to understand while grabbing a stethoscope, but Haneul goes mad. "You need to inject her a medication for anxiety right away, she fainted because of her period, but she sometimes has panic attacks in her sleep that are serious, so do it, please."

I witness everything with fright, feeling hurt at the sight of her in this condition. The nurse grabs her flashlight and checks her pupils, but Haneul doesn't stand it anymore. "The medication!" his voice makes the nurse and me jump. "I'm her brother, I know her."

"What medication does she need?" she listens, and he gives her the name of it, making her walk away to go and get it. "Y/n, baby," he passes his hand over her face, her body not coming back to consciousness. "I'm here. All right? There's no need to be scared," he combs her hair back, and the nurse finally comes back with the medication put in a needle. I do not glance away, she turns her arm to insert the needle, however, Haneul stops her. He takes care of her and talks to her, stroking the side of her face and kneading her arm to make her come back on earth.

He continues to whisper some words to her, and her eyes open, relieving me and relaxing the beating of my heart. He smiles at her and brushes his fingers past her cheek, her chest going up and down a little faster. She looks around her, but her eyes meet mine, for only a short moment, seeming lost.

"You fainted for a few seconds, but everything is all right," he presses a comforting kiss on her cheekbone. "Do you feel some pain?"

"No..." she shakes her head in a faint manner. "Or just...a little bit in my lower stomach..."

"Okay," he steps aside but takes her bag, opens it, and gets a banana out of it. "Here, try to sit up and eat something," he pulls the peel down but doesn't let me do anything. She moves up at a slight degree and grabs the fruit to feed herself. "Give her a painkiller," he tells the nurse. She obeys since it's her job, and I stay on my spot, needing her close to make sure she's fine.

"Are you okay...?" I ask and have some of her attention. She nods to me and offers me a gentle smile as if she wanted to reassure me, so I return it. The nurse comes back with the pill, and Haneul gets a bottle of milk out of her bag to make her swallow it. "This is going to alleviate all the pain, hm? Don't be scared to faint again, this won't happen," he never lets the stress take over her, combing her hair to soothe her.

"Can I go to the restroom now?" she chews on the food after eating half of it, but he accepts and helps her to go back on the floor without collapsing. She takes her bag with herself and goes to the restroom that is accessible from here.

I'm worried as hell after hearing him say she sometimes has panic attacks in her sleep.

Once she's gone, I set my eyes on Haneul to talk to him, but he walks away and goes where y/s is. Why does he avoid and hate me so much?

I sigh but keep y/n's jacket in my hold and wait for her. 

5 minutes later...

Y/n comes back from the restroom, so I fix my eyes on her to check how she's doing, and she steps towards me while talking to Haneul. "I want to go home...I don't feel really good..." she places her bag on the bed but softly asks for her jacket, so I put it on her. "Do you want me to come with you?" he proposes to do.

"I can do it if you want..." I look up at them but bring myself up in this conversation. I want to be with her again, spending my time with her yesterday made me feel good. She gazes up at me with a smile, but Haneul keeps his eyes on her.

"Don't miss school again, Haneul. You already got into trouble yesterday, I can go home with Jungkook. He likes my house," she grins, but he doesn't grumble. "Okay," he holds the back of her head and kisses her forehead. "Call me if something happens, all right?"

"Yes," she nods to him and puts her bag on her shoulders, but she looks for something. "I forgot it in the classroom," I mention the Pikachu I know she's trying to find. "Let's go back there," I place my hand on her back, and she gets out with me in a calm manner, both being followed by Haneul.