Jungkook headed to class, he took his assigned seat in front of Park Jimin. She went by the name Jamie. He's known her since ninth grade. From the very moment she walked in he took notice of her; she was the only girl who wasn't all over him. His assigned seat was right in front of her, his desk was crowded as usual. He glanced at her before greeting his classmates as he entered,

"Jungkook-ah, where'd you go this weekend?" one of the girls cooed.

"I noticed you weren't at the party on Saturday," another one echoed.

Jungkook shrugged, "Just had things to do at home."

"How responsible!" another gleefully stated.

Jungkook couldn't help but notice that Jimin wasn't as chipper this morning. He spoke to her before, they were lab partners last year and he felt like they kinda clicked. Sure they weren't exactly friends, but he was hoping they could be. 

After class, Jimin headed to her locker and placed her head against it in despair. She shut her eyes tightly, she couldn’t believe it. That’s who the cellphone belonged to? Ugh, she grunted to herself in discomfort. I can’t believe I acted like that either and to think, that was our first conversation! She groaned whilst feeling sorry for herself.

“Ahem,” someone cleared their throat.