Jungkook

"The next time you ignore me, Eunha's not just gonna see us kiss. I'm gonna fuck my way to you just as how I'm gonna fuck her life out of yours!" Lisa exclaimed, stomping her feet. And she left ahead.

"Like I would ever fuck someone like you." I muttered to myself.

All went hell when that girl arrived. If only I wasn't engaged. If only I didn't met Lisa. If only I wasn't the son of the President.

Then me and Eunha is probably happy right now.

Instead of going to Detention class, I decided to turn around and ran back towards the gymnasium.

I opened the door and interrupted Ms. Oh's discussion.

"Mr. Jeon, didn't I told you to—"

I didn't listen to Ms. Oh and went to Eunha, "Come with me." I dragged her by the wrist.

"Jungkook!" I heard Ms. Oh shouting but I continued dragging Eunha out of the gym even if it's also against her will.

I dragged her towards the equipment room, locking the door behind us.

"What is it this time?" Eunha sounded irritated.

"Don't walk out when Lisa trues something fishy." I started.

She scoffed, "What do you want me to do then? Watch you kiss another girl?"

"Wait for me to reject her completely after what she did. You know, I love you. And leaving like that without trying to fight for me really hurts, Eunha." I held both her shoulders.

"Because we're a hopeless case, Jungkook! I don't have something better against the woman you're going to marry! She's your fiancé and I'm just a mere commoner!" She pushed me.

"You have something way better than any other woman out there. You're the woman I love and that's enough to fight for what we have!" I spat back.

She shook her head, "What about our future? I don't want to live running away forever."

"We won't. I'll let go of everything except you-"

"I'm sorry Jungkook." She let me go and started walking away.

"Eunha..."

"Eunha please..." I begged.

But she still left.

Lisa

"Wow. You got in detention earlier than I expected, Princess." Mingyu greeted as soon as I opened the door of the detention class.

I just rolled my eyes at him and sat on the table, nearest to me.

"So what are we going to do here?" I spat.

I expect the detention class to have a teacher and lecture us about ethics but I see no one but this lowly creature beside me who keeps on creeping me out by his stares.

"This is actually the detention class for elite students. We got nothing to do but to seat here all day." Mingyu spoke.

"Unless... You want to do something fun with me, Princess." He slowly stood up and leaned on my table.

I looked up to him and scoffed, "And what kind of fun are you referring to?"

He leaned closer to me, "Something that both of us can enjoy in this locked room."

The atmosphere suddenly changed from chilly to humid.

I couldn't stop myself from looking down at his unbuttoned shirt and his nice structured chest peeking through it as he leaned down to me.

Plus, he smells so fucking good.

I smirked at him, "That's tempting but I'm already engaged." And I showed him my engagement ring.

He suddenly held my hand and kissed my knuckles. His soft lips gently pressed on my skin so delicately.

Jungkook would never do this. Unless we're in front of our parents.

"But you aren't married." He smirked after.

"I'm not going to join your toy collections, Mingyu." I pulled my hand back.

He straightened up and rested both his hands inside his pockets.

"I'm not planning to either." He spat.

I squinted my eyes, "You're a creep."

"Maybe." He shrugged sarcastically.

"Will you get off my desk?" I asked politely but also, sarcastically as possible.

"You're extra intimidating today. Did you caught Jungkook and his girlfriend again?" He asked, smirking.

I glared at him, "He doesn't have a girlfriend. I'm just pissed. He should be here with me. What's taking him so long?!"

"Maybe he's out there doing couple things with that scholar." Mingyu answered.

I sighed deeply as I shut my eyes close, stopping the urge to choke this bitch out my desk.

"Aren't you suppose to team up with me? You aren't making things any better." I glared at him.

He scoffed, "Should I?"

"You know what? Get off my fucking desk before I grab your ass and shove a chair inside." I threatened.

"Whoa, chill." He chuckled.

"Will you get off or what?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

"Okay, woman. Regarding your question, of course I'm helping you out. I was already working with it just a second ago." He spilled.

I furrowed my brows, "What are you talking about?"

"If you agree on being my woman, everything will be as easy as it can be for the both of us." He smirked.

I gave him a disgusted look, "Why would I agree with that? That's stupid."

"Why not? Jealousy is the easiest way." He shrugged his shoulders.

Jealousy...

"That's the most ridiculous suggestion I've ever heard." I chuckled.

He chuckled back, "It was effective on you. Why don't we try it on him?"

"I am not jealous." I glared.

"Don't worry. You look cute when you're jealous." He patted my head which I leaned further.

"Jealousy is for dumb people." I spat.

"Then why don't we find out if Jungkook's dumb or not?" He smiled at me.

I furrowed my brows at him, "What do you mean?"

He suddenly cupped my face and leaned closer to me. I didn't bother leaning further from him because his hands doesn't feel rough than I thought it would be.

And again, he smells too good for my nostrils to ignore.

"You're good, Lisa." He muttered. His warm soothing breath is brushing against my lips for being too close.

"But we're better together."

And the next thing happened didn't escalate that fast for me.

Because after feeling Mingyu's soft minty lips brushing and moving against mine, I heard the door opening.

Finding out that Jungkook is looking right at us.

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