𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐉𝐢𝐰𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.

𝐏.𝐒 - 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐉𝐢𝐰𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐉𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠.

𝔼𝕟𝕛𝕠𝕪(✧∀✧)

Author's Pov

"I still don't understand why I'm stuck here in the library with this bozo." Jiwon folded her arms as she sighed in frustration.

"Hey!" Jungkook slightly pushed her.

"Shut up!" Their principal yelled at them, causing them to bend their heads down, stifling their laughs.

"And you, Miss Kang," he pointed at Jiwon. "What is becoming of you these days? First, you get detention. Then you pretended to faint and made your teacher call an ambulance, all just because a boy saw your pad, and now you're causing a book fight?" He scolded her.

"But why are we the only ones tidying up the library? We weren't the only ones involved." Jungkook asked.

"Who started the book fight?" The principal growled, each word coming out in sharp, jagged bursts.

"Us," the two young students said simultaneously.

"Who trashed the whole library?"

"So many peop-" Jiwon kept quiet, noticing the glares of the principal.

"Who were the people I caught?" The older man hissed, the veins in his neck prominent, and every gesture he makes is quick and jerky, as if he is struggling to keep his anger from spilling over.

"Us"

"Us." The principal mocked them. "You two should be thankful that I didn't ask your parents to come in, also don't leave the school till you finish tidying up the library." The principal said leaving them alone to tend to their mess.

Jiwon's Pov

"You do know that we wouldn't have been stuck here, if you hadn't been so petty?" Jungkook told me.

"Me? Petty? You kept on throwing away every book I laid my hands on." I retorted back, putting my hands on my hips.

"Yeah, and you pushed me to a book shelf which kept on knocking down other shelves." He defended, giving a you-know-you've-already-lost-look.

Rolling my eyes, I forced him to start tidying up the library so we can leave the library fast.

After a few hours of tidying up, we finally finished and I went to open the library door, but there was a problem.

It was locked.

Shit.

"What happened? Why are you not opening the door?"

"It's locked. I think the principal forgot to tell the cleaners that we are in here."

"No way." He came to the door and tried opening it.

"Well Kang looks like it's you and me all alo-"

"HELP! HELP!" I screamed repeatedly, not letting him finish that horrifying statement.

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"Ugh! I am so tired, how many hours do you think I have been shouting for help?" I panted, holding my throat from soreness.

He looked at the clock and back at me and sighed "four minutes."

"What?"

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Jungkook's Pov

"Argh!" I heard repeatedly from Jiwon's corner, which was starting to irritate me.

Is she purposely looking for my trouble.

I looked over at her and saw her face pale and eyes wide with fear. I watched how she flinches with each crack of thunder and her hands dig deep into her skin.

I never knew she was scared of thunder.

Coming closer to her trembling figure slowly, I wrapped her in a hug, petting her back. "Hey, it's okay." I say softly to her. "I'm right here.

Her breathing was shallow, accompanied by the occasional gasps as another thunderclap rolled through, but she still managed to show a weak smile at my words.

I traced comfortable circles with my thumb at the back of her hand, we stayed in that position till I felt her calm down.

I felt her breathing become steady and looked at her face to find that she had fallen asleep.

I carefully laid her on my lap, trying to avoid any noise that might disturb her. I reached out my finger slowly, brushing away the strands of hair from her face, I couldn't help but smile as I admired her beauty.

I stared at her, marveling at how peaceful she looked, her lashes resting softly against her cheeks, her lips relaxed in a quiet, contented expression.

I have never appreciated the principal so much.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out a small, crumpled piece of paper-a love note I had written but never had the courage to give her. I unfolded it gently, reading the heartfelt words I had written. I looked back at her and realized that, even in her sleep, she had the power to make me feel a deep, contented happiness.

I heard her murmur some words in her sleep and I couldn't fight the smile that spread across my face.

Can a person be cuter?

I leaned in closer to hear what she was saying "I love you..."

Who does she love? Me? I suddenly became acutely aware of a warm, tingling sensation spreading across my cheeks. It was as if an invisible hand had gently brushed a flush of warmth across their face, making them feel both self-conscious and oddly electrified.

I peeked discreetly at my reflection in the nearby window, and noticed the soft pink hue that now colored my cheeks. The sight of my flushed face made my heart race a little faster.

I tried to steady my breathing, the slight smile on my lips betraying my attempt to mask the redness. My smile couldn't falter as her heard her follow-up statement.

"...Jin."

~I guess I was just hoping for something that wasn't meant to be.