Jungkook PoV

I run out of my house, carrying my bag full of school books. Exams are almost near, and I need to study a lot. I'm quite dumb, actually. I've never had a good grade unless someone tutors me. 

But I always end up having good scores in my exams, thanks to my neighbour who always scolds me and acts like my mom. She has been my best friend since we were 3rd grade, slightly older, yes, but I think I act more maturely?

Ah, who am I kidding? Chaeyoung obviously acts more maturely!

Park Chae Young, my smarty-pants neighbour. She and her family came back from Australia a few years ago. She can speak in English, friends, don't mess with her. Chaeyoung is absolutely scary when she gets mad and starts to speak in English. 

You won't understand a single word she says!

I ring the doorbell to Chaeyoung's house but before I even get tip my toes and press the doorbell, Chaeyoung opens the door with an angered look on her face. Her hands were on her waist and her eyebrows were furrowed. 

Uh-oh. 

"YOU'RE LATE!" she shouts. 

I check my wrist-watch and sigh, "Yeah, by like a minute!" 

"1 minute and 13 seconds, to be precise!" she shouts and pulls me inside her house. "Jungkook, are you seriously going to hold me back from studying? I don't plan to end up an idiot like you."

"Well, sorry, okay. Jeez, we're only like 3rd year in middle school. You still have high school and college to be all successful," I said and sat down on the floor, putting my books on top of the table. 

While I placed my books and my study needs, Chaeyoung slams her palm on the table, in front of me. I look up to her and only see scary eyes. 

Now, I've done it. 

"We're 3rd year in middle school, that's why I have to study, you idiot," she says with glaring eyes. 

I feel like my soul has left my body. 

My hands were still inside my bag, I was hoping to have an umbrella to smack her. But I feel a lunch box inside, remembering my mom gave me this for Chaeyoung. 

I quickly grab it out of my bag, opened the box and gave it to her. Suddenly, she's normal. Her eyes were not glaring and she had a big smile on her face. 

"Sweet!" she squealed. 

Then she sits on the chair and starts opening books. 

Scary. Girls are scary. 

She looks at me and I move back, frightened. 

"Are we gonna start the tutor?" she asked. 

I nodded, rapidly. I stood up from the floor and sat on the chair adjacent to Chaeyoung. 

Both of us are best friends with opposite personalities. Chaeyoung is smart, but she does not have an athletic body, especially because she has this unusually stick-sized body. While I am very athletic and apparently, I have a very tiny brain. 

It's smaller than an ant. 

Go ahead, laugh at me. But I'm proud of myself because my tiny brain has given me a lot of swimming awards!

Yes, I am a swimmer. Not to be a brag, but I'm probably the best swimmer here in Busan. Just bragging but not to be a brag, you know? 

But recently, I've  been given a warning from the school administration that if i don't pass major subjects, I am sure to repeat a school year. I can't take that risk since I've been applying for a sports high school in Seoul where my brother is a teacher in. 

I follow Chaeyoung as she teaches me math. I write the numbers and follow the formula but she caught my eyes. She was...what do you call it? Graceful? She looked graceful as she solves the math problem. Her eyes were glittering as she writes the numbers down.

"Jungkook, do you hear me?" she asked. 

I went back to the present. 

"Were you listening?" she asked once more. 

I take my pencil and look at my paper, "I was, I was."

She hums and checks my paper. Shizzles. Shizzles. Shizzles. Am I blushing? Or is it just an illusion? Shizzles!!!!!!

"No, no, no. 24 isn't the common denominator, Kook," she tells me then grabs my paper from me. 

She writes down on the paper and shows it to me. I don't even remember the question of the problem, so how do you think I could remember what I wrote? 

Chaeyoung shows the paper to me with the correct solution. She lifts her pencil and points from the question, reading it loud to me then quickly goes over the solution she did. 

"For you to cancel x, you must get the common denominator. Since there's a radical, we have to square things first," she said. 

Of course, I nodded but I do not understand a single thing she just said. 

"Now that x is not in radical form, and we've canceled denominators, we can comb-- ARE YOU LISTENING?" she shouts. 

"No, actually, you're quite fast," I said, getting dizzy. 

It was like she was talking to herself! 

She stood up, with air coming out of her nose. Like a bull. She just needed a ring in her nose. I blinked rapidly. Maybe this is why she's so pissed at me when she tutors me. 

Most of the time, when it's not examination season, she's very sweet and happy. 

Her hand looked like it was about to hit me, I covered myself with both my arms so it can protect my face. Oh, my handsome face! When I looked up, she was handing me a water bottle. 

"I can't waste time on getting mad, drink water and refresh. It's my trick if I can't focus anymore," she said. 

I laugh, nervously and took the bottle from her hand, "Gee, thanks, Chae. I'll listen next time!"

SLAP!

There's now a red hand mark on my cheek. Oh, my handsome face! Thy who hurt my handsome face shall face thy wrath!

"Can you please, for once, take it seriously! Put the words in your brain, idiot! I'll teach you the lesson again and let's have a formula drill test, okay?!" she was shouting. 

I shouted back, "Okay! Stop shouting!"

"I AM NOT SHOUTING!" she, was definitely, shouting. 

Then I acted on my own. I kind of don't know what happened back there. I just pulled her to a hug. When I was hugging her, I thought it was sweet. I've seen these actions in movies that Chaeyoung and I watch. A guy hugging a girl will completely make the girl fall for him. 

Don't get me wrong, I don't want her to fall for me. Too young for that shizzles. 

What I thought was a sweet act turned out to be a death's wish. 

Chaeyoung chased me around her house, with the math book in her hand, shouting "learn these numbers, idiot!". 

"Ash, hurry, I need a poke ball! A wild squirrel appeared," I say, protecting myself with a throw pillow. 

"YOU AND YOUR CARTOON, JEON KOOK!" she shouted. 

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first chapter of the rewrite published!!!

second chapter will soon be published!!

sorry for the rewrite, btw. i know the story might be a little more different than the first one. 

i hope you guys like it!!

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