Jaykee

Finally, the last subject for me to resit - Chemistry - which is set on 24th March. And yes, I'll be freed from Hell passed. Ever since the incident happened to me on the Results Day, which is actually because I cried and Jungkook wasn't there to be with me, I keep receiving WhatsApp messages from the boy every morning. As for the reason, he wants to ensure my wellbeing for a healthy lifestyle.

Today, he's just mentioned about giving me a surprise. But no matter how curious I am to dig out any clues from him, the only thing he replies me during the time for me to rush to campus is a few mysterious smirk emojis, which this makes me curiouser.

Now in the campus, I'm heading towards the Exam Hall which is located at N3. Hence this means I have to go to the building opposite of RUMSA and up until the highest floor using a lift.

Suddenly, I trip while passing Grandma's at the stone stairs. Losing my balance, my body jerks forward towards the next flight of stairs however, someone manages to change the scene with his powerful arm wrapping around my waist. According to my own knowledge, such scene would only appear in dramas. And I won't spare a time to believe in any real life version of it since I'd fallen down in my high school and no one even bothered to lend me a hand. So let alone preventing me from falling.

But at the same time, I can't deny the feeling which seems to be real now. A gasp escapes from my parted lips when the whole falling motion stops and soon, my back is leaning against my savior. Since the arm is so powerful to do the solo rescue, I assume that the person is a he.

"Gwaen chanha yo, yeoja (Are you okay, girl?)" There he asks about my condition in Korean. So it's a he for sure.

Wait, Korean?!

With my eyes opened wide in realisation, I quickly turn to face the male. Sadly, he has his face hidden behind a mask, so I can't recognise him on the spot.

Nevertheless, a flashback about Jungkook asking me my other favourite K-pop groups through our messaging platform begins to play in my head. Although that time, he used voice call.

**Flashback 회상 starts**

"Hey, Jaykee. Besides listening to our songs, do you listen to songs from other groups?" Jungkook asked while I braced my chin to come out with an answer.

"You don't mind if I tell you?" I asked hesitantly because groups other than Bangtan are all competitions to them in their career range.

"It's okay." Jungkook said calmly, just to reassure me that everything will go smoothly unlike how I'd always imagine. "Just tell, geokjeongha jimaseyo (don't worry)."

After clearin my throat, I answered him honestly and he just listened without interrupting. Ever since I'd finished my explanations, the only words he said was "Oh, I see."

**Flashback 회상 ends**

I hope no one would see this.

As the boy takes his arm away, I quickly bounce away like a bunny before thanking him nervously. "G-Gomawo (Thank you)."

Then I turn around and prepare to head towards warzone before the boy grabs me on the wrist. "Jam kkan man yo (Wait)!" I think my heart has skipped a beat upon the sudden skin ship. Swallowing down to find a lump in my throat, I turn around to see him taking out a piece of paper from his pocket.

His dark blue shirt mixes with black and this reminds me of the night sky I would love to draw. In fact, his muscular upper body fits well in it, showing how manly and smart he is. Not only that, he appears to be taller in his belted black pants as well. If I have to imagine the face behind that mask, he somehow looks like the Yugyeom from Got7.

My eyes blink twice when the boy in front waves me out of my train of thoughts. "Annyeong haseyo," he greets in a rhythmic tone. "Dangsineun Jaykee-ibnikka (Are you Jaykee)?"

Once again, my eyes widen in pure shock. To be honest, his question startles me. In fact, the girl in the picture looks like me too. "Umm, nei (yes)?" I nod slightly with my questioning eyes aimed onto his masked visage. After looking around to ensure there's no witness, he pulls down the mask and reveals his face to me.

Oh my god, he's really the Kim Yugyeom from that mentioned K-pop group!

"Where are you going?" There he asks in English. "Jaykee." The name is whispered while this makes my shoulders shudder a little. Since I'm habituated on how Jungkook has been calling me with, it would be weird for the others to call me like that.

Instead, I shrug off the awkward feeling and answer him politely, "I'm going to the exam room." My index finger points at the direction I would have to go right away subconsciously.

"Ah, exam room kurosumnikka (is it)?" He snaps his fingers in realisation. "Then you better go now. Come find me after that." He whispers while putting back the mask to cover his face. Soon, he begins to shove me up the stairs while urging me to leave for the examination.

"W-wait!" He stops as a result, looking at me when I turn to face him again. "Are you-"

"Kim Yugyeom-imnida." There he interferes sweetly with a wink, sending electric pulses pass my whole body. "And I'll tell Jungkook-sshi that you're still in one piece." So he's coming here because of me. He is the surprise in which Jungkook had been talking about this morning!

Oh my!

In response, I cover my mouth upon his answer. "Okay, I'll see you in a bit, Yugyeom-sshi." I wave him goodbye with a faint smile before taking off with my little feet. Not long after, I'm already leaning against the wall in the elevator, praying for my successful attempt this time and also, no witness during my conversation with Yugyeom.

Because IGot7s are everywhere too.

When the door shows me the way out, another realisation hits me - how the jeck does he get a photograph of me in the first place?

But I sigh when my body tenses upon the returning nervousness. The fear caused by how I've been feeling about the paper starts to creep all over me. When I reach the entrance of my destination, my heart beats faster. "You can do this!" I cheer in a whispery shout before knocking on the door.

"Come in." The invigilator's mere approval is audible for me to push the heavy door open. Lucky for me, it is almost 10.00 am. If two more minutes pass, then the exam will start without me. Once I've seated, my classmates begin gesturing at each other with their faces saying 'good luck'.

"Do not look around and gesture to the other students, please," warns the invigilator sternly, turning the whole atmosphere more solemn than a funeral. "The exam is about to start soon, so please be quiet and wait until the clock strikes 10." She adds while we nod without making any sound.

As all the glass windows here are taped with mahjong papers, no one can ge to interfere with our own important moments while we, at the same time, would never know what's going to happen in the outside world unless we leave the place.

Once the exam starts, I grab my pen and start scribbling all the blanks with the answers I remember, albeit my brain is twisting hard during the process. Thanks to my hard work during the past three or four weeks, most of the questions appear to trigger my amygdala with useful memories that help in my exam accomplishment before time is up.

After checking my answers within the last 10 minutes, I take a peep at my classmate sitting nearest to me - Fiona. She looks frustrated for not understanding the questions or remembering the suitable answers. When she blinks several times, I can tell that long lashes of hers would be enough to drive the boys crazy. Sadly, our Chemistry class doesn't have any male students, except sometimes, Jungkook would choose to attend the class with me and make him the only boy among the girls.

Flipping the pages back to place, I close my eyes once my faceis buried in between my forearms. Deep in my heart, I can't stop hoping for all of the students in this classroom to pass at our second attempts. Although all of us are having different goals, losing a place in this university would mean that we won't ever meet each other again in the future. So, we must succeed this time.

Time flies in a rather fast speed because it is time to exit the place once I'm woken up by the invigilator's announcement. When all of us finally make it out of the chilly room, one of my classmates then says, "Guys, I think I'd saw Yugyeom this morning."

Oh shoot. Please don't squint at me.

And she does squint at me for a mere second.

"Really? Are you sure?" Her best friend asks with suspicion when she casts me a shoulder glance again. Her expression reeked of jealousy.

"Yes, you can ask her." Now that everyone's gazes are focused onto me.

"No he's not." I deny with my most natural expression. "You've seen a wrong guy. Plus, he's just a friend which we'd just bumped into each other since we've been separated for too long." This is the worst lie I've ever told in my life.

But much to my surprise, they believe me. "Yeah, he's wearing a mask too. Maybe I've recognised the wrong person. Sorry, Skyler." A smile reveals on my face when I forgive her.

"It's okay, Eunice." Because I'm the one who should apologise.

Once we bid each other goodbye, I stuff each of my ears with tiny ear pieces and put on the new song, Never Ever, which is released by Got7 themselves recently.

Once we bid each other goodbye, I stuff each of my ears with tiny ear pieces and put on the new song, Never Ever, which is released by Got7 themselves recently. The heat of the afternoon sun scorches at me until I've entered RUMSA. Not knowing where I should meet with Yugyeom, who appears to be Jungkook's same aged best friend, I decide to head to the stairs that lead me to the parking lot.

Right now, I am all alone in here wit my footsteps singing and echoing throughout the stair way until the door behind me opens. Oddly, my instinct senses danger this time. Hence, I fasten my pace towards the awaiting exit.

But I'm wrong. I should run.

Before I figure this out, the person behind has already caught up with me and it is too late. Before I can even scream a single word, my mouth is covered with a cloth full of the smell of chloroform, thereby muffling my voice and waking up my sleepiness.

First updated in April 15, 2017.
Last edited in July 18, 2018.