**Jimin's POV**

"Jimin, go take your seat"

"Yes, Sir" I answer halfheartedly as I go back to my seat.

"Okay, back to page 44 of our textbo..." everything suddenly goes blank, as questions and curiosity corrupts my mind.

'What just happened?'

'What happened at lunch?'

'How did they get so close?'

'They are even exchanging numbers'

'Why?'

'Why are they meeting up after school?'

'What for?'

'What are they going to do?'

My mind just went on and on with questions.

'Maybe, they have class project I don't know about?'

'And maybe they were assigned as partners?'

'Yes that's it!'

'Wait! I'm in all of their classes, we don't have any class projects..'

"Arg!!" I groan in frustration as I hit my desk at the table.

As I look up, I saw many eyes staring at me, I mentally hit myself as I realize as to what I just did.

"Sorry, just struggling on question number..18" I quickly made an excuse.

They just look at me and went to what they are doing.

My previous thoughts and questions corrupts my mind again. Possible answers and reasons cycles in my mind, but one only question that really lingered in my mind that I keep denying and ignoring.

'Is it a date?'

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Authors note: Sorry for the really late update and a really short chapter. I'm currently on a vacation and which is also the reason I haven't updated for the last 3 and a half weeks.

Also sorry if they are spelling mistakes and grammatical mistakes.

And dont worry ill write more today and ill try to finish and publish it later today or early tomorrow, if im not busy. 
Thank you for reading :D