"𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚒𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚝𝚘𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜." - 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝙷𝚘𝚘𝚗

"Got this from Professor Cho." Jin placed the printed handouts on top of the table.

Everyone sitting around the table looked at him and took one from the bunch of handouts he had gotten.

"He said the exam will be taken from the lessons included there." Jin informed before sitting beside Namjoon.

I took one, scanning the handouts with boredom in my eyes.

"He also asked me about Taehyung's whereabouts." Jin mumbled which made the group quiet for a long while.

One week after our break up, Taehyung skipped school.

Why did we even break up?

A third party would've been a better reason and it would've been easier to move on if that's the case.

But no.

We broke up because he's moving abroad and that he doesn't want to be in a long distance relationship.

A lame and a total bullshit reason in my part.

That's what angered and frustrated me the most.

He just decided on his own, dumping me as if everything we shared is nothing but a garbage to him.

Just a waste of time.

While here I am, basking in the pain and the memories we had shared.

Damn.

"Told him he's busy with the moving and so on." Jin said, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I didn't comment as everyone turned silent, pretending to be studying.

I looked at everyone on the table, noting how they behave as if they don't want me to feel awkward, talking about my ex.

Having the same circle of friends with your ex could really turn out to be awkward.

Especially if they know how whipped I am for Taehyung.

I sighed, turning my attention on the notes, trying my best to understand everything that's written there.

The silence in the room was suddenly filled by a mellow music, turned on by Jimin who obviously couldn't handle the awkwardness in the group.

The intention was good, however, as I listened to the music, I couldn't help but curse internally.

I was made for loving you
Even though we may be hopeless hearts just passing through
Every bone screaming
I don't know what we should do
All I know is, darling, I was made for loving you

It's the song Taehyung and I danced to, during the acquaintance party, the day I fell in love.

"The food sucks!"

I heard an irritated voice on my right, catching my attention. I glanced, seeing a brunet with a cute pout on his lips as he toyed on the food on his plate.

I never meant to laugh, but the way his face just crunched up with disgust made me burst into laughter.

His dagger eyes darted my direction, brow arched up as he looked at me.

"Excuse me? Are you making fun of me?" He said in the sassiest manner that I have ever heard for a man.

I quickly retracted my gaze, acting as if my attention is not on him.

I thought I was able to get away, however, a heavy tap on my shoulders made me think otherwise.

"Hey, don't ignore me. I'm talking to you." He stood in front of me, hands on each side of his waist as he glared at me.

That's when I noticed how beautiful he is for a man.

His brunet locks were curled, making his face look even smaller. His huge doe eyes, though sharply looking at me, seemed to be full of innocence.

He was wearing a bluish suit, perfectly hugging his physique and accentuating his assets.

"Hey." His voice caught my attention once more.

He was looking at me with amusement, probably from the fact that I just gawked at his appearance, clearly checking him out.

"I didn't laugh at you." I defended.

"Really, huh?" He asked, smirking at me. His eyes languidly travelled from my face down to my chest and even lower.

And then he smiled, a satisfied one.

I rolled my eyes, unable to stop myself from saying, "Satisfied with what you see?"

The brunet smiled maliciously which almost knocked my breath away.

"Very." He answered, showing his interest in me.

"Do you dance?" He suddenly asked, making me arch my brow up.

"Why? Are you going to ask me?" I teased to which he just grinned.

"Yeah. You look hot, so let's dance." He casually said, making me laugh.

"That's not a bad reason." I retorted back, finally standing from my seat.

I hooked my arm around his waist as a naughty smile escaped my lips when I felt him stiffen.

"What? Don't tell me you're backing out now?" I challenged, pulling him against me as the slow music filled the room.

His eyes were innocently wide as he gazed at me. He felt so light, so small against my huge case.

"Didn't say anything like that." He murmured, circling his hands around my neck as our body glided to the mellow beat.

The close proximity made me see how beautiful he is despite the dim light in the dance floor.

"What's your name?" He suddenly asked, face so close against mine.

"Jeon Jungkook. You?" I asked in return, leaning even closer to see his face even more.

"Kim Taehyung."

If only I have known by then what that name would make me feel now, I wouldn't have said yes and danced with him.

"Turn off that shit." I murmured, looking at Jimin's phone. He turned his attention to me, looking a bit confused by the sudden request.

"I can't focus in studying if there's a shitty music ringing in my ear." I uttered in annoyance.

Jimin looked at me for a long while before shaking his head. He took his phone and turned the music off.

"Happy now?" He asked in sarcasm.

I just rolled my eyes before looking back on the notes I couldn't even understand.

Fuck.

Even listening to music reminds me of him now.