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"Proteins are made of amino acids. Nucleic acids are built from nucleotides. Polysaccharides are made of monosaccharide sugars."

Strong eyebrows, clear skin...

"Stop reviewing your AP Bio summer work out loud, it sounds like you're summoning the devil."

Silvery brown locks, bored chocolate eyes...

"I need to study or else I'm going to fail and my mom is going to mount my dead body on the wall. Fuck, is water polar or nonpolar?"

Big hands, broad shoulders...

"Oh my god, you're so dumb. You're going to give me an aneurysm."

Strong jawline, really nice muscles...

"Shut up, you don't even know what an aneurysm is."

Long legs, probably an even longer di-

"Jungkook? What the fuck, stop daydreaming about your crush!" Namjoon teased, moving his chair over so that he was sitting directly across from Jungkook, blocking his path of the one-and-only Kim Taehyung.

Jungkook blushed and let his hands fall under the table, twitching and awkwardly scratching at his cuticles.

"Hey! Don't make fun of my child," Jin said, pulling Jungkook close to him and letting the boy rest his head against his chest. Jungkook sighed and rolled his eyes, knowing what was going to happen next.

"My baby can love whoever he wants!" Jin yelled, stroking Jungkook's hair in an attempt to calm the boy, though he was probably doing it more to calm himself down.

"Calm down, Jin-hyung," Jungkook said, pushing himself away from said man. Jin huffed and sank back into his seat, mindlessly messing with his Calculus notes. 

"You still like him?" Yoongi asked, putting the book he was resting on his face (this way, no one would notice if he was sleeping) on the cafeteria table. Jungkook pursed his lips together and adjusted the circular glasses that rested on his nose.

"Y-Yeah," he said shyly, glancing at Taehyung as he chatted with some of his friends, laughing with a cheerleader in his lap. Jungkook smiled sadly and looked down at his hands again, picking at his cuticles.

"Maybe it's time to get over him?" Jimin asked, placing his hand atop Jungkook's, stopping him from picking at his cuticles. "It's been four years now," Jimin said, rubbing his thumb over Jungkook's hand.

That's right. Four years of kissing the ground that Taehyung walked on, without Taehyung even acknowledging his existence. 

"M-Maybe," Jungkook said, pulling his hand out of Jimin's hold. He grabbed his backpack and stood up out of his chair, sparing one last glance to Taehyung. He picked his sketchbook up off the table and held it close to his chest before running off to class.

Jimin sighed and leaned against Namjoon, earning a glare from Jin. Yoongi rolled his eyes and laid the book back over his face. Hoseok pursed his lips together and looked at Jimin, shaking his head and picking up his AP Bio notes.

"Okay, is water polar or nonpolar?"

"Hoseokie-hyung, we learned that freshman year."

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Jungkook walked into his third period, smiling when he saw Hoseok and Jimin already sitting down. He waddled over to them, holding his sketchbook tightly to his chest, and placed his bag down beside his desk. 

"I just want to go to lunch already," Jimin whined, stretching out across the desk. Hoseok rolled his eyes but giggled anyways, waving at Jungkook and frowning when the bell rang. 

The teacher--Ms. Choi--walked into the classroom and placed her things at the podium up front. She yawned and gazed at the class, looking just as tired as the students felt. 

"Welcome to AP Bio," Ms. Choi said, shuffling through a few of her papers. She glanced around the room and furrowed her eyebrows together, but shook it off and began taking roll. 

Jungkook turned and looked out the window, fingers itching to grab his sketchbook as the class dragged on. He turned and looked longingly at the door, letting out a long sigh before his eyes widened comically.

Taehyung stumbled through the doorway, lips swollen and pink. He looked at Ms. Choi and rolled his eyes. 

"Is showing up on time for class too inconvenient for you?" Ms. Choi asked, placing down her papers and putting her hands on her hips. Taehyung smirked and shrugged, looking around the classroom. 

"I'm here now. Where do I sit?" he asked, the cocky smirk never wiping off his face. Ms. Choi sighed and looked at the seating chart, glancing up at Jungkook.

"You can sit by Jungkook," she said. Jungkook felt his heart speed up and his face flush when everyone turned to look at him. He glanced at his friends, shooting a glare when Hoseok gave him a thumbs up. Jimin didn't seem very interested.

"Who's Jungkook?"

Jungkook felt his heart practically stop and the color drain from his face. He bit his lip as his fingers wandered towards his cuticles. He shyly raised his hand, keeping his eyes focused on his desk.

Taehyung walked over to the seat beside him, throwing his things on the ground and leaning back in his chair. "I didn't think you had it in you to take an AP class, Mr. Kim," Ms. Choi said, not looking up from her papers as she scribbled something down.

"Neither did I," Taehyung responded. Jungkook blushed, not knowing that Taehyung's voice would sound so deep from up close. 

Ms. Choi continued with the lesson-it wasn't really a lesson, it was just more of her going over the course expectations and syllabus-but Jungkook couldn't pay attention.

He fiddled awkwardly with the collar of his uniform shirt, messing with the sleeves and his slacks as well. He picked up his sketching pencil and tapped it against his sketchbook anxiously, wanting to relieve some tension by sketching but not wanting to go through his drawings of Kim Taehyung in front of Kim Taehyung. 

Jungkook jumped when someone tapped his shoulder, blushing when he realized it was Taehyung. He turned and looked at him expectantly, his eyes growing big and swallowing down the lump in his throat.

"Hey, can you cut that out?" Taehyung asked, his voice low and husky. Jungkook blushed, not processing what he said and only taking in how Taehyung looked.

"Your pencil. Your tapping it against that notebook and it's really annoying. Cut it out," Taehyung said, glancing at Jungkook's hand before turning and facing forwards again. Jungkook bit his lip and looked down, placing his sketching pencil on his sketchbook and leaving it alone.

Kim Taehyung was officially an asshole.

But that didn't make Jungkook like him any less. 

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a/n: surprise! new book