-----Just so there's no confusion, this chapter is mainly based on Kookie's memories-----

Jungkook POV

A beautiful summer day. A slight breeze shuddered through my long, puffy black hair. I sighed contently as I enjoyed the peace for a moment before beginning my trek to school. Today is my first day of being a freshman in highschool, but I'm not nervous about it. I mean- why should I be? If any es try to mess with me, they gonna get a rude awakening. I don't take from anyone. Especially some hormonal teenagaers that think they can push around a freshman. Or anyone, for that matter. I'm not really worried about having friends, either. I'm not there to make friends. I just need to get in, learn pointless , then get out. I may seem cold, but trust me, it's better this way.

When I reached school grounds, a few cute girls stared at me as I walked past them, not even sending them a gaze of aknowledgement. I smirked as I heard them squeal from behind me. Today was definately going to be interesting. 

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Now that my first class has come around, I regret thinking this would be interesting at all. The lecture on some sort of science theory nearly put me to sleep. Second period was no better in history. Or even third period in Geometry. Fourth was even more of a bore, English. Fifth(well I don't remember anything because I fell asleep as soon as my hit the chair) was even more of a dissapointment. 

By the time I was walking into sixth period, I couldn't wait to get out of there. My brain was tired of the boring classes i had been through all day. Don't even get me started on lunch (I was stalked by at least 6 girls). I sat in the seat nearest to the door, ready to spring whenever the final bell rung. 

"Okay, class! Take out your text books and turn to page...."

Blah blah blah. I completely zoned out after that. My focus was nowhere in particular until a very short, tan kid sat beside me. I directed my hard gaze at him, wondering why he would sit next to the new kid. His face was slightly swollen, a bruise visible just below his right eye. He stared straight forward to listen to our teacher babble on about God knows what. Hmmmm he seems interesting. I gazed at his slightly puffed out lower lip, then raked my eyes across the smooth planes of his cheeks up to his cat-like eyes. He was very handsome. I smiled to myself as my eyes traveled down his exposed arm. Large muscles greeted my now hungry eyes. Damn was this guy fine. I think sixth period would become my favorite.

After being in that new school for a week, I already became one of the most popular boys in school. I had good looks, a bad boy mentality, and a don't-mess-with-me attitude that people seemed to love. Everyone talked to me, even the loners and geeks. Only one person had never said a word to me, and that was the boy who sat next to me in my sixth period class(I still have no idea what that class is about). Since I wanted to get to know his hot self, I decided to ask some of my friends at lunch one day.<