Previously on The smile-less girl

Jungkook is walking back home from dance practice with BTS and spots Yeri walking home. He realises he has to confess soon... 

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Waking up this morning required so much effort. And it’s no surprise since I went to sleep at 3 am all because of my obstinate personality. I was debating the ways in which I should confess but then the other half said that premeditating my plans in advance is just going to ruin the point and will most certainly not look, I don’t know... natural? And that’s the kind of concept I’m going with; natural and laid back to conceal all the perturbation and agitation. Nice, huh?

After getting ready, I lift my backpack by its straps and swing it to wrap them around my shoulders.  I Felt a lot tighter today since winters in Korea are pretty frigid.

“I’m off, bye mum” I bid goodbye to mum and hold the door knob to turn it.

“Jungkook, how about you bring that girl over for dinner tonight? I would most definitely like to meet her” My mum pears out of the kitchen. I sigh again. She seriously never understands that I barely talk to her, until a few days ago. Wow claps hand, such an achievement.

“Mum, I told you she doesn’t like me.”

“So? Just invite her!” My mum says then shoos me out the door.

“I’ll see. Bye mum” I walk out the door to step on grey slush, mixed with mud and dirt. I must have snowed at night but most probably was squashed by humans.

A thick layer of clouds covered the sky where somewhere in between, the sun could be found, providing summer for the southern hemisphere of the earth. I’ve always been so utterly confused by our enigmatic earth. Think about it; million dollar worth of treasures hidden under the sea, yet to be discovered. If you can’t tell, Geography is my favourite subject; for two reasons.

1. I get to sit next to Yeri

2. I also get to sit next to Yeri

That’s a bit of lie because I’ve always liked the subject despite only sitting next to her since a week ago.  

Passing the ice rink sends an automatic goofy grin towards my mouth. Just imagining her skilful stroll on the ice and her treacherous figure skating skills performed quintessentially makes me admire her even more; if that’s even possible. Her moves are inimitable because I tried to somehow perform them once, and like I said ended up in the hospital... Nice Jungkook.

“Yo Jungkook” I snap out of dreamland and face the source of the husky voice, Namjoon.

“Hey, hyung” I reply with the same grin I had while smiling at the rink.

“Why were you so giddy staring at that Ice rink?” Namjoon hung approaches me and presses his manly hand on my back and slaps it