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Jungkook's POV

Jungkook's eyes snap open.

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Jungkook has been avoiding you all morning.

You expected him to wake you up in the morning, to at least be a shoulder to lean on and a source of confidence to convince you to go to school.

But unfortunately you had to be your own cheering squad today as you pretty much dragged yourself to class despite your own inner protests. He barely said anything at the apartment. You even offered to cook breakfast this morning, but he curtly refused and said he was leaving for class early.

"That jerk," you grumble to yourself as you walk down the hall to the first class of the day, your least favorite class of all.

"Hopefully you're not talking about me," a voice says next to you and you jump in surprise.

"Jimin, you scared me!" You exclaim, hand over heart, and Jimin smirks at your response.

"Still afraid of your classroom bully?"

You pull your eyebrows down, shooting daggers at Jimin's face but he only chuckles. "I don't have to worry about her anymore. Jungkook told me she'll leave me alone. That's the only reason I came today."

Jimin sighs, eyeing you sadly. "You really believe that?"

You don't respond as you both walk down the hall in silence until you begin to notice the stares you're receiving.

"What's going on?" Your head snaps in Jimin's direction but he continues to stare forward with a tense expression.

"I think that word must have gone around, about your-- uh-- fall in class. I got a DM with a video of the... incident. But I swear I deleted it!"

You take another look around in terror, watching how various students glance down at their phone before staring back at you with very amused expressions. You trudge down the hall at a faster pace with the classroom door in full view.

"But I don't think it's gone viral... yet."

You squeeze your eyes shut, trying to block out Jimin's voice.

Almost there, almost there!

"Oof!"

The impact of another body sends you falling to the ground. Thankfully you wore pants today so you didn't have to worry about another incident.

"Oww," you rub your butt to soothe it and glare up at the attacker, blood draining your face as you're met with chestnut brown hair and an evil sneer.

"Watch where you're fucking going!" Sana barks loud enough for all surrounding students to hear. She steps closer, heels clicking against the linoleum as she struts over to tower above your form.

She leans down until you're at eye level. "You've picked the wrong bitch to mess with," she whispers darkly. "I don't like when people mess with my toys."

"Your toys?" Confusion and irritation cloud your senses as she continues to stare degradingly.

"Jungkook is mine, and you're in the way," she says casually, checking her nails for any imperfections.

"Last time I checked Jungkook wanted nothing to do with you," you retort with a sneer as you recall your conversation with Jungkook yesterday.

"What part of you're in the way don't you understand, you fucking idiot?!" She stands abruptly to press her heel into your chest, the pressure creating a searing pain and you hiss.

"Get off of me before I break your fucking ankle," you growl, eyes trying to burn holes into her skull as she continues to glare you down.

"Stay away from Jungkook." She removes her heel and your hand moves to clutch the area she dug into.

"Y/N!" Jimin and Taehyung rush up to you as Sana slowly backs away, eyes still linked to your own.

"I wonder what she had to do to get all these men at her beck and call. Slut," and with that Sana flips her hair, striding confidently into the classroom.

"Y/N are you okay?" Taehyung asks quietly in your ear but you can't stop staring at the space Sana once stood at.

"Y/N? Talk to me, Y/N!" Jimin shakes your shoulders in worry, his voice laced with panic as they lift you up, forcing you to stand.

"That bitch," you gnarl, lip pulled up in hatred at the girl who's clearly out to ruin your life.

"Yeah, she is. Don't worry about her, Y/N, I'm sure she'll find someone else to-- " Taehyung tries to comfort you but you wouldn't listen to his loaded words.

"She won't," you say the words in a monotone voice, ripping yourself from the grip they had on each arm. "She has her eyes set on Jungkook. But I won't let her have him."

"Y/N, about that bet, I really didn't mean-- "

"No, Jimin. I'm gonna win that bet, no matter what it takes."

You storm off into the classroom, fists clenched with determination.

Jimin and Taehyung stare at each other for a long moment before Taehyung sighs, giving Jimin's arm a light punch.

"Ouch! What the hell, Tae?!" He rubs the spot his best friend hit him and pouts.

"Look what the hell you've created, Jimin," Taehyung shakes his head in disappointment before leaving for his own class.

Jimin frowns, a sick feeling entering his gut as he follows you into the classroom with his shoulders slumped in guilt.

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