Mr. Chaebol
Me, Myself, and IJianhae
Jungkook took us out of the school to the middle of the city. It was full of cabs and cars with people trying to go to work or to go shopping. I stomped my foot in anger realizing that I have Chemistry quiz today and I can't miss it.
"Yah! Jeon Jungkook! Are you crazy!?" I yelled.
"Mwo!? Weren't you tired of that place anyways!?" He yelled back. Aish.... My grade is failing and Jungkook's making it worse.
"I have a chem quiz today and thanks to you, I missed it!" That was my last opportunity to gain at least a passing grade.
"Well, you can take it next time." He said with a smirk.
"I need something to drink." I unconsciously said. Welp, that was a bad idea.
"You drink!? You're not even legal age yet." His face spelled shocked even though he was clearly teasing.
"No, I meant I'm thirsty." I hissed.
Since it was the middle of the day, the businessmen were all piling into the restaurants and cafes. Just like Starbucks. It was odd since everyone stared at us wondering, "What are these two high schoolers doing here on school hours?"
We approached the cashier who looked like he was a little older than us but still looked very young. Late teens probably.
"Hi. What can I get for the pretty lady?" His words made my face burn and I looked down in case Jungkook saw me. But then I remembered, he wasn't talking to me. He was talking to Jungkook.
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