Time went by slow throughout the school day, way too slow.

I had avoided Jungkook once again, switching my seats in every class.

Although I felt his gaze pretty much burn through my skull, I ignored him.

I get home fairly quickly and I jump on my bed, exhausted.

I felt slightly guilty for some reason, having that thought I wanted to slap myself.

Why should I feel guilty?

My phone lights up, the notification of a message popping up on the screen.

I squint my eyes at the screen, the bright light almost blinding me.

—

noodleboi: why are you avoiding me?

dadtae: ???

dadtae: I don't know you?

noodleboi: well let's get to know each other then?

chilltae: ...

chilltae: but wait you could be a murderer for all I know

noodleboi: im not a murderer I go to your school

chilltae: how's that to say you're not a murderer?

noodleboi: mhm, im not though.

chilltae: great excuse, then tell me who you are.

noodleboi: you seriously don't know?

chilltae: nope

noodleboi: you'll figure it out my oblivious love.

—

I felt stupid for not knowing who it was.

I didn't have a clue.

I click my phone off, sighing to myself slightly.

My mother was working a night shift, so the house was empty and cold.

Silent.

My phone starts ringing loudly, startling me slightly.

Jimin was calling me, my eyebrows furrow in confusion before accepting his call, the boy would never call me so late.

Jamlessboi is calling:

accept ●

decline ○

"Heya,"

"Heyo tae."

"Why'd you call?"

"Ah I know that your mother is working a late shift so do you want me and the others to come over?"

"Please."

"Okay be ready we're bringing pizza!"

—

I chuckle as the line cuts off abruptly.

Changing my clothes into something comfier I run downstairs jumping on the couch.

I sigh as stretch out my arms, yawning my eyes fixated on the clock, damn it was late.

The doorbell rings and I walk to the door to answer it opening it to see Jungkook.

Awkward.

Jungkook gets pushed aside, as Jin walks in smiling warmly at me as he hands me the pizza box.

I step aside letting the others enter.

Yoongi and Hoseok were singing trot songs as they walked in, Jungkook follows them silently.

Jimin meets my eye, apologetic.

"I hope um he won't bother you too much."

I laugh at the concerned expression on Jimin's face patting his shoulder lightly in reassurance, though I was certainly dying inside.

"I'll be fine."

"Now get inside before the food gets cold."