P a r k J i m i n P O V .

Mr Kim is a great teacher, especially with girls. I agree he's young and smart and charming, with those dimples and bulky built body, and the fact that he teaches biology is quite misleading to that. I mean, not for me, I genuinely like Biology. Who wouldn't, right? It's a great subject to study, especially when your family wants you to become a doctor.

That is the reason we're all struggling in this class to learn the anatomy of the body we need to open later when some of us actually become amazing surgeons.

"What if we dissect from the lower side?" A girl asks.

"That wouldn't be dissecting, darling." I smirk to myself.

"Did you say something Jimin?" Mr Kim looks at me and I shake my head.

"No, sir. Did you hear anything?"

He stares at me and then sighs, shaking his head as he decides to answer the girl in the back, while I focus on the girl on my left, "Did you take the notes?" I ask.

"Not for you." She says coldly. My baby is mad.

"Let me guess then, uhhhh Jungkook?"

She rolles her eyes, not sparing any glance to me yet as she's busy jotting down what Mr Kim has written on the board. I sigh, leaning on my chair and look around the class until I find the guy sitting at the end of the row, yawning and playing what seems to me is piano tiles on his phone. This is the only thing that me and Jungkook have in common, we both are not interested in being a doctor.

He has an undying love for sports. The last I remember was him winning the high school marathon from our school. We got two trophies that year, second was me. This brings us to the another phase of us. He has always been first in everything, whether it was us running a marathon, or a taekwondo match, or a debate, or Sara. Jeon Jungkook has always been a step ahead.

I'm actually surprised how he's able to sit that far from her in class when they're always attached by hip the rest of the time.

To my left, I hear something falling and see Sara bending down to get her pen. Just as she's doing it, her eyes move up to meet mine, staying like that for a second that I feel like ended too soon. Her thin, cream colored sweater hangs a little loose from her body, giving me a flash of one of her, and even my personal favourite black bra. I'm gonna drop a lot of pens.

She sits straight, shaking her head a little as she pushes her hair back, sighing deeply and starts writing again. Wow.

"Stop staring," Her voice makes me flinch as I blink a few times, snapping out of my bubble.

"Why? You know I like beautiful things." I say with a half smile and lean against my seat, stretching my body a little to place my arm on the back of her chair.

She glances at my arm and then at me, not saying anything and just huffs under her breath, looking at the front where Mr Kim is busy discussing some diagrams.

"Sara," I lean closer to her, brushing my hand against her arm, "meet me in room number 31 after you're done with your classes. Just five minutes, I swear."

"No, what for?" Her head snaps at me and so does her voice.

"Hey! quiet!" I glare at her and laugh nervously, shaking my head for the others to mind their own business.

"What is it Sara?" Our teacher asks, then looks at me with a displeased look, "Is he bothering you?"

"No, sir. Of course not. Why would I do that?" I say, "I was just asking for the notes from the last class, that's all. But I think she misheard a little."

"Is that so?" His brow arches up and I nod quickly, flashing my best smile to the man. "Pay attention in class." Is the last he says and walks away, going back to teaching.

I release a breath and glance at Sara who looks embarrassed as someone from behind whispers something, "Come on, Jimin is her ex. Of course they're still into each other. Why else would they be so close even after breaking up?"

I glare at the two girls, making them shut their mouths up. People can be harsh, especially when you're a girl, have a boy best friend, date a hot guy for six months, love each other but end up breaking up without a solid reason for the outsiders, and now sitting with the same guy.

People can be harsh.

"See? He's still protective of her."

"I heard she's going back to him."

"Of course, it's Park Jimin. She cannot really date Jeon Jungkook since they call each other besties."

"Besties? I saw her on his lap."

"Even on Jimin's."

"Y'all can't keep your shit to yourself, can you?" I voice out, glaring at them as Mr Kim left the class just now with the bell ringing. "Is that how you talk about a girl? That's all the respect and dignity you have?"

"Jimin" Sara's voice comes out as a whisper when she holds my hand, shaking her head as a no. "It's okay, you don't have to."

"Y'all better get going." Jungkook threatens, cracking his neck as he's standing beside Sara's seat and I sigh softly, nodding my head for the others to leave.

It's soon just us - me, Jungkook and Sara. He pulls a chair, sitting in front of her and holds her hand, smiling softly, "Don't listen to them." He says.

"Yeah, they keep talking crap." I say, not able to hold back and stroke her hair gently. "I'll see them, don't worry."

"It's alright." Jungkook says, "you don't have to worry."

"You will decide that?" I scoff, making him look at me with a hardened expression as his jaw clenches. He stands up from the chair, sliding it aside with his leg and steps in front of me.

"Yes, because I'm not letting you near her again." He says and I let out a mocking laugh, patting his shoulder.

"Well, good luck trying. You know it too Jungkook, she loves me still, and if I'm not wrong, you die to see her happy right? Wouldn't you let her be happy with me then?"

"Stop-"

"Don't you dare!" Jungkook shouts, ignoring Sara's voice in between as he clasps the collar of my jacket. I glare at him, pushing him away and throw a punch to his face, making him stumble back.

"Jungkook!" Sara gasps, rushing to stop him as he comes back with an equally hard punch that I now realise must've hurted him as his does to me. She grabs his arm, pulling him back while we both are breathing heavily, busy throwing daggers at each other. This guy has issues!

"God! Are you both crazy?!" She shouts at us, "What is wrong with you? I don't get why you're always up each other's asses!"

"He started it." Jungkook mutters.

"He did" I grit out, grabbing my jaw as I move it slowly. Man, he hits hard.

"Shut up" Sara glares at us, "I'm gonna hit you both if you start again. Come here you two, idiots."

I let Jungkook move first, earning a sharp look from her that tells I'm supposed to do as she said for my betterment. So I follow the instructions and let her examine us, now this is where the medical study comes in use. She leads the way to the Emergency room which as usual has a decent number of people. Most of them are the interns working to practice on minor patients.

Sara keeps her bag aside and motions her hand towards the empty side of the room where a bed is placed and two chairs beside a green curtain screen with three panels. Jungkook sits on the bed while I take the chair. And it's now that I notice Jungkook's lip is bleeding. Damn, I'm not bad.

My eyes move from his not-so-impressing body to Sara's oh-my-god kind of body as she returns with the basic first aid. She attends Jungkook first and makes him look at her, taking a peice of cotton and a disinfectant to treat him from my punch.

But more than that, I realise the main thing, I'm not bleeding. I gotta bleed, because if I'm not, her soft hands won't hold me like that. So the first thing I do is to grab a dissecting knife, which is not that hard to find here. It's on the table right next to the bed. I sigh softly, standing up and walk towards the table very subtly.

"Sit back," Sara says, "I'm almost done with him."

I hum in response, turning around as I take the knife and place it at the side of my lips, pressing a little until I think there would be a few drop of blood. This hurts. I sigh deeply and rub the cut a little, smudging the blood on my thumb and finaly decide to wince.

She looks at me and then at my hand while I shrug, showing her the blood, "You two are terrible." She mutters, leaving Jungkook as he looks fine with his wound now and comes to me.

"Ow! Be gentle! It hurts Sara!" I wince, earning a weird look from Jungkook as I smirk at him. "Ah Sara.."

"Stop taking her name." Jungkook hisses.

"She's hurting me." I say, holding her hand and look at her, pulling her closer, "Be gentle with me, please." I whisper, glancing at her lips that I bet have her cherry flavoured lip balm right now. It tastes amazing on her lips.

"Behave yourself, jerk." She glared at me, pressing on the cut harder, this making me wince for real. "Are you sure he punched you like that? It looks like you got the cut from something sharp..."

Here comes the doctor that resides inside my Sara. I nod my head instantly, licking my lips before speaking, "I'm dying here, and you care about how the cut looks? That's not how doctors work, princess."

"Call her that again, and I'll make sure she's stitching up your goddamn face in a minute." Jungkook threatens.

"You're jealous of me, just say it." I roll my eyes.

"Yeah that's all I have left in my life." He makes a puking face. I am offended.

"You're an asshole Jeon." I mutter.

"So are you." He smiles sarcastically.

I forgot to pay attention to Sara and admire her beautiful face so close to me because of this nasty freak.

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