Jeongguk pulled on his uniform, gym finally being over. He never minded his gym class, he had lots of fun there and was usually got to throw balls and hurt others and it end up as an 'accident'.

He was very well known around the school, he was on the team — the team captain — brothers with the grade president, very well known for his charming looks, and not afraid to mess with anyone.

Jeongguk was cocky, no doubt about it, he knew how great looking he was. He loved the reaction some chicks would have when they tried asking him out.

Which never really made much sense to Jeongguk. He barely knew some of the girls that asked him out, which only boosted his ego.

It wasn't like — every typical story — every girl gathered around Jeongguk and praised him, just once in awhile a girl would ask him on a date or if they could be his girlfriends.

Though, what intrigued Jeongguk was that boy he saw at his party. He didn't know the boy and the boy even had the courage to run into him.

He would ask Kook about him later if anything.

He didn't know much about him and rarely saw him around. Gguk could admit — only to himself — that the boy was pretty handsome and his curly caramel/silver hair was nice. The dumb look he held once running into Jeongguk was cute as well.

No one ever cared to ask Jeongguk of his sexual preference, which he never cared about, but if he were to be asked, he would probably respond with he didn't care. Anything that caught his eye, really.

The girls in his high school were attractive, he just didn't want to get to know them all. Some were annoying, some were sassy and preppy, others were just not his type, most of the pretty ones were already taken, etc.

He sighed to himself, leaving the locker room and heading out to go on to his next classroom.

But, something made him change his direction, seeing the same boy he was at the party, the same one that ran into him.

Jeongguk hummed and walked over, a smirk crawling up on his cheeks.

"Shorty!" He called, the shorter one not turning around, just waking to his next class. "Hey!" He walked over and nudged Taehyung.

"What?" Taehyung turned, his lips parting. "Oh, you. You must be Jeongguk then because Jungkook's hair is more brown than yours and you give a 'dick head' vibe." Taehyung shrugged before he turned, starting to walk away until his shoulder was roughly tugged back.

"Taeyang-"

"Taehyung," The older replied while rolling his eyes, pushing Jeongguk's hand off of his shoulder, trying not to wince.

"I don't really give a shit," Jeongguk shrugged. "Don't be a dick to me, I know I didn't do shit to you, yet. So, c'mon, let's get to know each other, Taeyon."

"Oh my god, how can we get to know each other if you can't even get to know how to say my name? It's Tae-hyung. Say it with me, Tae-hyung." The older was getting annoyed.

"Taetae!" Jeongguk smirked. "There, that's your name."

"Taetae? Ya know, I don't mind that." Taehyung actually smiled, looking back at Jeongguk with his halfhearted smile, a glint in his honey-coated eyes.

Jeongguk felt his heart do a flutter in his chest which scared him, making him turn away from Taehyung. "Then Taetae I shall call you." He shrugged.

The younger saw one of his teammates, grinning a bit. "Su-Wun!" He left Taehyung's side to go to his friend, heading to the other. "Hey, dick face. Are you ready for the game next Friday? Remember, bring your A game. If we lose, I'm going to fuck you up." Jeongguk warned.

Suwun chuckled and shook his head. "Trust me, kid, I know how big this game will be. I'll be working me ass off." Suwun have a promising tone of voice, looking back at the other Jeongguk was talking to.

"Who's that?" He asked.

"That? Oh, he's Taeron. Something like that. I'm just going to call him Tae or Taetae or whatever." Jeongguk shrugged, walking with his teammate.

"Taetae? That's a little childish. Taeron? That sounds like a horrible name, you sure that's his name? He don't look like a Taeron." Su said.

"Now that I think of it, I don't really know. Nor do I care, that's why I'm going to just refer to him as Taetae. If anyone has a problem with it, they can talk to my fist." Gguk didn't play with anyone when he gave threats.

"I don't have a problem with it, just asking. What grade is he in?" Suwun asked, continuously looking back at the kid who was walking away.

"He's in Jungkook's class so I assume eleventh. You're in twelfth, you don't know him. Nor do I though." Said the younger one.

"Ah. That's cool I guess. Speaking of Jungkook, how's he been?" Suwun took out his phone, scrolling through some social medias.

"Jungkook? He's busy with school work and shit. I don't pay attention to the presidential shit he does for our grade. Ask him about it, I'm sure he could tell you everything you need to know. But, my friend," Jeongguk hummed. "We have to split ways here and go to our separate classes. I'll see you around, my friend." He then laughed. "Fuck off," Jeongguk waved his friend off before he headed to his class, Suwun laughing then.

Jeongguk chuckled, heading to his class. He saw Jungkook and saw one of his special moves; poking his tongue against his cheek.

"Kook, hey," Jeongguk went over, nudging him a bit. "What's wrong? You look pissed. What happened?" The older of the Jeon Twins decided to ask.

"Gguk," Jungkook smiled. "Nothing's wrong, heh." He shrugged lamely, pulling out his phone.

"Don't lie to me, you did the tongue thingy." Jeongguk mentioned, seeing his brother's smile fall.

"I don't even know when I do that shit, but really, don't worry. I should have the art committee start on posters for your game. This game is going to be big and I have to have more setups for people to buy tickets at."

"How many setups do you have? Where can tickets be bought?" Jeongguk inquired.

"Right now, at lunch and gym. I sell wherever I go. Ms. Jackson said she'll help with selling the tickets as well." Jungkook smiled warmly. "I really should be in class. And so should you. I'll talk to you more about tickets and all that during our lunch, 'kay?"

"Yeah, yeah." Jeongguk nodded. "Try and get that Tie-Yang kid to come."

"Tie-Yang?"

"Taeyang? I call him Taetae."

"Taehyung?"

"Whatever his name is. Try and get him to come, won't you?"

"I'll try."

"Thanks, Kook."