Rivals

"hyung, what do you do if you're interested in someone, and they tell you they're gay?" Jungkook breaks the silence among the group. As a result, he finds six pairs of eyes gazing at him intently.

"Then change your gender?" Jimin suggests , stretching out the tensed muscles of his arm.

"Cross dress?" Taehyung followed with another idea.

"You guys are not even making sense!" Jungkook responded with a frustrated whine. The rest of them exchanged mutual glances as he ruffled his hair aggressively.

"First of all, who is this mysterious person?" Hoseok comforts the maknae, rubbing circles around his back.

"I won't tell you, you'll steal her away from me." Jungkook refuses, eyeing his hyungs that were famous amongst the girls. "She's super cute."

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"Based on the scores in the previous physical class, Jeon Jungkook is placed the highest." The gym teacher announces to the students, and the girls in front begun to glance admiringly at the muscle pig. My response was contradictory to them in fact, I glared intensely at him as he purposely passed by with a smug smirk.

"Show-off" I stuck my tongue out at him who chose to sit beside me. He ignores my provoking, and just shifts closer to me so both our shoulders touched. I raised my eyebrows as he did, but Jungkook remains unfazed.

Why is he so casually comfortable with me... I thought to myself, shifting my butt to the other end, only to realise that Jungkook had moved closer to me. I was stuck between the corner and him who sat crossed legged next to me.

instructions, but I had already drowned out his voice. All my attention was diverted to Jungkook's piercing gaze at my side profile - although I tried not to be stiff

nudging me by the side. I glanced at him briefly since I

leans over so he could see my face. Our eyes locked for an agonizing minute, before I could

"I need to buy groceries later" I answered him, the tone of my voice slightly down. For some reason, I didn't want to reject his offer.....Wait,

avoid his eye contact. Jungkook notices my uncomfortable state and backs off, his cheeks

arm, knees propped up against his chest. A sweet smile was plastered on his lips as he

conversation was cut when the teacher dismisses the students to form groups. I was assigned to a different one from Jungkook, and it felt....strange.

side ever since I've enrolled in this school - he's become a presence that I

what exactly is he to me?

it described our connection. If I were to put a title on

me a basketball. He had a decently built figure, and a godly face to match. I couldn't help but stare, because of how attractive his features were. But why does he look

my eyes fixed on his beautiful face. He

laughs slightly at

wrist. I was dragged along gently to the side of the court, where my assigned group was setting up the equipment.

"What's your name?" I stole a glance

remember me?" the boy points at his face, a saddened look in his eyes. I tilted my

"My name is

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