Jeongguk sheepishly entered the theatre class, it was a large hall. Rows of seats being displayed across the room along with an open area below that acted as the stage for performers.

Jeongguk glanced around the room, lights scattered horizontally across the walls, shining a dim light amongst the room.

Students were sitting on the first front rows of the seats, talking amongst themselves before the teacher started the lesson.

The chatter slowly came to a silence when Jeongguk walked in. Heads turned towards his direction, Jeongguk felt tense from all the attention. All eyes were on him.

Jeongguk's eyes widened, Namjoon was there, why was he in his class? They made eye contact for a second or two before Jeongguk snapped his gaze away, his heart racing from nervousness. Jeongguk breathed in and out, remembering-

'You're better than this.'

He awkwardly walked past everyone, ignoring the stares and mumbles, and made his way to the front to where he presumed the teacher was as there was someone at their place. Jeongguk breathed in slowly, trying to calm himself down.

"H-Hey.." Jeongguk began, the girl at the front giving him a confused look. "I d-don't know if anyone told you about me but I'm new to your class. My name is Jeon Jeongguk." He breathed out, giving a small smile.

The girl looked him up and down with a disgusted look. "Talk to me again and I'll kick your ass." She scoffed, flicking her hair as she walked away, the class erupting into snickers and even more mumbles.

Jeongguk's face blushed in embarrassment, it hasn't even been a solid minute yet and he's already made a fool of himself.

A man with glasses entered the class, he was dressed head to toe in red, wearing a feminine blouse and tight jeans. He had a laptop in hand and took a quick glance at his students, looking at Jeongguk and nodded.

"I was told that we'd have new students, can all the new students come over here and I will add your names to my register for attendance." He said, walking up to the chairs and placing his laptop on a seat as students gathered around.

Jeongguk slowly walked over, the teacher turning around.

"What's your name, darling?"

"Jeon Jeongguk." He mumbled, shifting his gaze.

"Oh, Jeongguk! I've heard a lot about you, I expect great things from you, sweetie." He smiled, typing away at his laptop and then paused, realising how quiet his class was. "Oh! Talk amongst yourselves whilst I add these lovelies on the class register. You can go now, Jeongguk."

Jeongguk nodded and walked off as the class noisily chatted amongst themselves. He stood stiffly in the corner as he had nobody to talk to. Jeongguk merely picked at his nails, occasionally exchanging awkward glances with his ex which wasn't fun.

Jeongguk was too caught up in his own business that he didn't notice that someone was tapping his shoulder, trying to get his attention.

Looking up, Jeongguk saw a pretty boy with particularly broad shoulders, plump lips and black hair, tufts of it falling over his forehead, he was wearing a casual outfit but it suited his figure well. Hoodies and jeans. He had an unreadable expression on his face.

"Huh- what?" Jeongguk stammered, the boy sighed. "You're one of the new kids right?" He repeated, making sure he was heard.

"Of this class? Yeah, I guess.." Jeongguk trailed, wondering what this kid wanted.

"And you'll know him, right? Since he's new too." The boy asked, pointing to Namjoon, who was talking to some girl, fucking player.

Jeongguk nodded, scowling slightly, his anger starting to rise. "Yeah, I know him alright. Very fucking aware."

He clapped his hands excitedly. "Ooh great! Can you introduce him to me? He's really cute, just might be my type." He squealed, ignoring Jeongguk's behaviour.

"Don't be fooled by his looks." Jeongguk growled, clenching his fists.

The boy frowned. "What do you mean by that?" He asked and Jeongguk chuckled dryly. "He's nothing but a filthy cheat."

"Oh.. Did he- Nevermind." The boy mumbled. "It's a real bummer actually. Such a waste of a pretty face- Holy shit that rhymed." He said, laughing, making Jeongguk drop his pissed off act and laugh along with him too.

"I'm Seokjin, but call me Jin please- I hate it when people call me by my full name." Jin grimaced but broke out into a chuckle, extending a hand to shake.

"I'm-"

"Jeon Jeongguk? Yeah, I know. You're the kid who chugged like- ten drinks in a row last night, at least everyone knows your name by now." Jin smiled, not bothering to wait for Jeongguk to shake his hand and shook it himself.

"Am I famous then?"

"Basically."

"Why am I getting all this attention? I don't like it!" Jeongguk cried, putting his face in his hands.

Jin gave him a look. "You're weird, y'know. Who wouldn't want all this attention?"

"I wouldn't." Jeongguk deadpanned, pouting. "I'm not really familiar with the drama in our school though." He sighed.

"You didn't even know who the teacher was, I think I'm already aware that you know next to nothing." Jeongguk rolled his eyes at the comment. "But don't worry- here in theatre, you'll know all the tea-"

A door flew open, a broad figure dashing in. He had dark hair, strands of it brushing his forehead and thicker parts of it curling at the ends. His tan skin shone in the dim light, sweat droplets forming on his cheek. The lights reflected clearly in his irises, almost like a mirror. He displayed a very statuesque looking body, as far as Jeongguk could see from the way his shirt defined his frame. Well-built and fit.

The mysterious person stood hunched over, his hands on his knees as he tried to catch his breath. He must have been running because that explained why he was so exhausted.

'Holy shit, he's hot.' Jeongguk thought.

The person walked towards the teacher, wiping off a bit of sweat off his forehead from his sprint. "Sorry! There was this-"

"Taehyung, love. You're late." The teacher cut him off, sighing. Taehyung put his hands together in an apologetic manner. "I know, I know, I'm sorry! It won't happen again."

The teacher looked at him for like- five seconds before raising his hand and making a shooing motion. "I'll let you off since you're a great student but don't let me catch you being late again to my class okay, darling? Go on, talk with your friends whilst I finish helping these lovelies."

Taehyung smiled. "Thanks!"

Taehyung's eyes scanned around the room, spotting Jin and walking up to him, a cheeky grin spreading on his face.

"Hey, Jin! You wouldn't guess what happened this morning-" Taehyung stopped, noticing Jeongguk. "Woah, who's the newbie here?"

Jin pointed towards Jeongguk. "This is Jeon Jeongguk, pretty sure you would've heard of him after last night." Jeongguk shyly smiled, clearly intimidated by Taehyung as he was fairly attractive.

"Well no, not really. Something came up." Taehyung chuckled and then faced Jeongguk. "So Jeon, are you any good at acting?"

Jeongguk shook his head. "I wouldn't say that I am." He began, looking off to the side. "I'm not a fan of theatre in general actually."

Taehyung raised a brow. "Then why'd you join?" He asked, stepping closer towards Jeongguk, making him nervous.

"I-I didn't.." Jeongguk mumbled, taking a step back, swallowing. "I originally took choir but I was switched to theatre."

Taehyung quickly stifled a giggle, shifting his head away, his shoulders quivering as he tried to contain his laughter.

Jeongguk tilted his head. "What's so funny?" He glanced at Jin, who just shrugged nonchalantly.

"I-it's just-" Taehyung turned around, still laughing. "Y-you're joking right?" He covered his mouth in an attempt to stop giggling.

Jeongguk blinked innocently. "I am?"

"Tell me that you're just messing with me! You picked choir?" Taehyung put his hands on Jeongguk's shoulders to steady himself. Jeongguk gulped, uncomfortable with the lack of distance between them.

Taehyung sunk his head down in between his arms to hide his face, it was bright red from laughing too much. Jeongguk could smell his shampoo coming off from his dark hair. He looked over at Jin again for help, who was now giggling at the scene before him.

Finally finished with his laughing fit, Taehyung looked up again at Jeongguk. "That was a good one, Jeon." He snickered, wiping the tears from his eyes, taking his hands off his shoulders and placing them by his side.

"Huh?" Jeongguk was still as dumbfounded as ever. Taehyung looked at Jeongguk with wide eyes. "Wait- so you did pick choir?"

"Um, yeah. I did. What was so funny though?" Jeongguk frowned, still unbeknownst to Taehyung's sudden laughter.

Taehyung slapped a hand over his mouth again, stumbling back a few steps, giggling.

Jeongguk grew angry. "Look, I don't know why you're laughing but you're sounding pretty rude right now." He sighed, massaging his forehead.

Taehyung let go, letting his loud laughter fill the room which made a couple of heads turn in their direction. "You- you like choir? T-that's so weird!"

'Never mind, he's an asshole.'

Clenching his jaw, Jeongguk stomped towards Taehyung. "What's your problem, huh?! So what if I like choir? It isn't weird!" He cried, eyes burning into Taehyung.

Taehyung took a deep breath, calming down. "My mistake- choir isn't weird. You're weird." He smirked, enjoying the way Jeongguk's face was contorted with anger. A couple of students covered their mouths, gasping, looking at each other with the same shocked expression.

Jeongguk crossed his arms, looking up at Taehyung, who wasn't much taller than him, squinting his eyes at him.

"At least I don't act like a bitch! You- you fucking dick!" Jeongguk snapped, now he was the one smirking. The students' jaws all dropped, they gasped even more audibly.

Taehyung's cocky smirk shifted to a shocked expression. He harshly grabbed Jeongguk's oversized sweatshirt by the collar, making him stand on his tip-toes. "What did you call me?" He glared, looking at Jeongguk through his thick locks. Students began chanting 'fight' over and over again like they were in some ritual.

"Nobody calls me a bitch y'know, I don't advise you to make that mistake again. Go on, say it again."

Jeongguk looked around the room, gulping as they had attracted a crowd. He noticed Namjoon looking at them, his face was just as shocked as the rest.

Jeongguk averted his attention back to Taehyung, he looked terrifying, with his voice dangerously lowering in pitch to the tension slowly rising, Jeongguk could feel his courage waver. However, he was managed to still have some confidence left, about to belt out another insult.

"Y-you fucking-"

The teacher abruptly clapped his hands, making the room go silent. "Okay, that's enough sweetie. Can I start my class now?"

Taehyung blinked, letting go of Jeongguk's sweatshirt, making the boy fall to the floor. "Um. Yeah, sure." He mumbled, not knowing what to say.

Jin, meanwhile, was trying his best not to laugh. He let out a small giggle before sighing to himself and went to sit down.

Whilst Jeongguk was brushing himself off, Taehyung placed a hand on his shoulder. "Just so you know, I can get really mad if you try to mess with me so I don't recommend it." He snickered, walking to take a seat.

Jeongguk didn't reply, he was more pissed than shocked. He huffed, walking to take a seat as well, seating himself next to Jin.

The teacher walked on the 'stage' bringing a whiteboard on wheels into the room from behind the curtains. He wrote down something on the board with a black marker, underlining it and doodling a couple hearts.

"Welcome my lovelies! My name is Mr. Han." He pointed towards the whiteboard that had 'Mr. Han' written on it. "Most of you would know me but this is for the students that recently have joined. Anyway-"

Jeongguk paid no attention, the only time he did was responding to his name on the register. Spinning his pen around nonchalantly, Jeongguk's mind was filled with what happened earlier. 'Egotistical bitch.' He thought.

"What was his problem anyway? M'not weird.." Jeongguk mumbled, still fumbling with his pen, he didn't realise he had said that out loud.

Jin turned around to face Jeongguk, sighing. "Don't let what Taehyung said go straight to your head. Sure, he's sort of a bitch at first but once you get to know him, he's a real sweetheart." He whispered, giggling at Jeongguk's pout.

"Did I say that out loud?" Jeongguk was slightly startled by Jin's sudden speech.

"Yep."

Jeongguk glanced at Taehyung, watching how his eyes sparkled during the class, taking notes every now and then with such- such passion. Brushing his hair away from his face every few seconds as it was getting long at the front of his face.

Taehyung caught Jeongguk's gaze on him, he looked back at him and glared, scowling after with his fingers picking at his lip.

Jeongguk raised a brow. "Taehyung? A sweetheart? Bullshit."

Jin shook his head, running his hands through his hair. "Don't act like you know him, Jeongguk. It's only been a day, take what I said into consideration and please don't take what I'm saying the wrong way." He rested his head on the chair.

"R-right.. Sorry about that." Jeongguk stuttered.

"All is forgiven." Jin smiled, Jeongguk returning the gesture.

Soon enough, Jeongguk was done with theatre and he wasted no time to rush out the door, wanting to get out as soon as possible and dashed through the corridors as an attempt to get away from the dreaded classroom. Jeongguk went in the class, expecting to hate it and he succeeded, a little too much for his own good.

It wasn't much of the class that Jeongguk despised so much. Oh, no. It was Kim Taehyung. That fucking shitbag. He had the audacity to call Jeongguk weird and then be offended when he insulted him back.

If there was anything he learned from that class it would be that-

Jeongguk hated Kim Taehyung.

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