Eunhye

"Turn to the left a bit." Professor Namjoon directs me.

He places his hands on my shoulders and adjusts me.

"All her sides are good." He compliments while shooting me a smile.

His dimples!

My heart just jumped.

I shouldn't be freaking out.... He's a teacher...

"Now Jungkook, use some color to make your drawing pop. But don't use too much. We don't want to drown the meaning in color. Good luck." Professor Namjoon says.

"Alright, Professor." He nods his head politely.

Awh...

I'm always a softie for gentlemen.

Jungkook lays his eyes on me and stares.

I was turning red by the minute and I was getting hot.

His gaze... His focused expression....

"Eunhye! Looking beautiful like always! But you look nervous. It's ok. Loosen up, act as natural as you can while staying still." Suzy says and loosens my arms.

I sigh. "I apologize. I'm not used to staying still for so long. And with this much attention."

"Ok, since we're just starting off. Why don't you, Jungkook, draw her back?" Suzy suggests and turns me away from Jungkook.

I was relieved and disappointed at the same time.

"Awhh, but she's so beaut-" Jungkook stops himself abruptly. "I mean- That's fine."

I wanted to say something, but I didn't.

Just a nod will do.

It's not a good sign when he's being weird like this?

That's what all the books and Disney movies taught me.

I'll let it go this time.

Just like Disney.

Jungkook

"Jungkook! Please! Can I be your partner?" Jin runs in.

"Sorry, I'm with Eunhye already." I tell him while running my brush across the canvas.

Jin wiggles his eyebrows. "I see. I see. I'm just gonna stick around here and observe because I don't want to be with Mr. Rated R over there."

Jin points to the guy who liked painting explicit paintings.

I laugh.

"Did you make a mistake?!" Eunhye asks with worry. "Did I move too much?"

"No, no, Eunhye, you're fine." I assure her.

"Seokjin?! Kim Seokjin?! Is there a Seokjin in this classroom?" Professor Namjoon calls.

"Here!" Jin raises his hand.

"Ah! Seokjin, you are over here with Jackson." He points.

Jin sighs sadly and walks away.

I snicker evilly.

•••••

"Oh! I love your work Jungkook. You drew Eunhye so beautifully." Suzy compliments sweetly.

Professor Namjoon claps his hands silently. "Something so simple. A pop of color will works wonders."

"It's amazing how talented your students are. They only had 40 minutes to do their painting and got so much done." Suzy compliments.

Jungkook looks at me and smiles.

"Good job." I whisper to him.

He turns pink. "Thank you."

"Next-"

"CAN'T EVEN, JACKSON! CAN'T EVEN!" Jin erupts out of nowhere.

All our eyes follow the sound.

Jin holds up his hands and fast walks to Professor Namjoon and Suzy.

"Professor. I don't know what kind of business you allow in this classroom, but I am not even a bit pleased with who you paired me up with!" Jin flips his bangs in disgust.

Bruh, he's girlier than me.

"Awh, come on, Seokjin! It's not that bad! You look amazing!" Jackson chases him with his drawing.

Jin scoffs. "I did a simple, BEAUTIFUL pose for you to do....and you only do the face and make up your own the rest! I stood still with a dramatic expression for more than 30 minutes!"

"Settle down. Let's show the class your art." Professor Namjoon places the art in front of us.

Jungkook and I widen our eyes.

O.m.g

Jin covers his face in embarrassment.

Jackson smiles proudly. "I don't see why he isn't satisfied. I drew him like a boss here!"

"YOU GAVE ME A FREAKING TATTOO!" Jin exclaims.

"Jin! It looks fine." Jungkook yells.

"Yeah, you look very attractive!" I add.

"If I were you, I'd hang it up on my wall." Suzy bites her lip.

Jin blushes. "Well....I always look handsome no matter what."

"Knowing Jackson...I'm not surprised. And partners will change throughout, so no worries, Seokjin." Professor Namjoon pats his back.

•••••

"I just need to find a way to sneak this in....I don't want my parents getting a wrong idea." Jin stuffs the drawing in his backpack.

I shrug. "It's...very detailed. I'm sure they'll be impressed."

"Don't be silly. This is 2016!" He yells.

Jungkook laughs. "Yeah...."

"Wait until you get him as a partner. Next thing you know, you become a book cover for a romance novel." Jin rolls his eyes.

I raise my eyebrows.

"HEY GUYS!" J-hope screams and joins us. "What's up?"

"Jin is a sexy model." I tease and poke Jin's stomach.

He closes his eyes in frustration.

J-hope giggles. "I wanna see."

"What!?" Jin exclaims.

"Fine....don't show me." J-hope crosses his arms. "I bet you looked ugly."

"UGL-" Jin throws off his backpack and gets out his painting. "LOOK! SEE! I'M HANDSOME! UGLY MY AS-"

"Eunhye!"

I turn around and see Taehyung waving to me.

I gasp. "Tae? What are you doing at my school? Don't you have work?"

"I got off work. I just wanted to see you....and your friends. Pa was right." He laughs.

I roll my eyes. "Yes, you twig. This is Jungkook, Jin, and J-hope."

"Yeah, yeah! I saw you guys at the café.....but not you." Taehyung points to J-hope.

"He's a dance teacher for all of us." Jin snickers.

"I'm not a teacher. Don't worry, I am around your age. I'm not a weirdo." J-hope assures.

Taehyung smiles. "I'm Taehyung. Nice to meet you all properly."

He hugs and high fives everyone.

I want his child like confidence.

"Don't you have any friends....your gender?" Taehyung tilts his head.

I scoff. "What? Yes! They're not here."

"Ok...." Taehyung fishes something out of his bag. "I have something for you and your friends....invitations!"

"For?" J-hope takes one.

"Oh, a wedding! Congrats!" Jin smiles.

"Congratulations." Jungkook says.

"Thanks. I hope you all come! I wanna be friends with all of you." Taehyung smiles widely.

"Give this to your girl friends." He hands me more invitations. "Ok! See you all, bye!"

He runs away.

"Brother?" Jin looks to me.

I shake my head.

"Cousin?" Jungkook guesses.

I nod. "Yeah....that's him."

"How old is he?" J-hope asks.

I sigh. "21."

"Wow! He's an adult!" Jungkook exclaims.

"I hope to be that energetic when I'm that old." J-hope laughs.

"What do you mean?!" Jin grabs his shirt. "You're like 60 and look at you!"

"60!?!"

I hold J-hope back.