Crap.

I definitely jinxed my own words. Mentally slapping my forehead, I followed behind Taehyung almost like a lost puppy who finally found it's owner.

Why do I feel like the amount stares have increased substantially?

"Oh! So you're here! I've been searching for you since so long, and you're here with.." her voice irritated me. It sounded like nails harshly dragging on an unlevelled wall of cement. "Oh Jia. T-this is Y/n, y/n this is Jia." Nope. Not interested to even know her name. "How do you know her Taehyung?" I somehow felt Tae getting tensed. I had to do something right? Right?

I linked my arms with Tae and looked up at the girl giving away the 'rich girl' vibes. Her eyes went wide. Almost as if it was gonna pop out of her sockets any moment. And i guess it wasn't just her's, it was the whole audience's reaction watching us. Including Taehyung.

Well apparently Nope. I for sure didn't have to do something.

My whole plan to stay low-key faltered. Even though my pretty face wouldn't let me, I could atleast try to reduce it. Not to sound like a narcissist, but that was the harsh truth which I had no choice but to accept. My beauty always grabbed attention. Both negative and positive, hence the stares I've been getting ever since I entered the building. I tried not to notice the 'eyes' and managed to drag Taehyung out of the whole scene, leading to our class. It didn't get any good. Infact it got worse. The whole classroom was staring at us and our arms still linked together. I immediately pulled away, "s-sorry. I felt like you needed some help there so I wasn't thinking" "-shh. Thank you. I needed it.", he replied, not showing any kind of hesitation even though his index was on my lip. I could feel my muscles tense up. I could see and feel the gasps from every person in the room.

Except one.

He was looking away, his eyes admiring the bright sky through the window. He wasn't surrounded by people, unlike the others who were in a bunch varying from 3 to some even 10 or more. His black strands falling on his forehead, almost covering his beautiful big doe eyes. His muscular chest giving shape to the creases of his white shirt. His side profile showing off his perfect sharp jawline. Veiny hands. It all combined to form the effortlessly most sexiest human.

I avoided all the stares, leaving Taehyung I managed to find a seat beside the astonishingly sexy man. He looked at me. His eyes piercing through my soul. "It's taken.", his deep manly voice almost melting me. "W-what?" I asked confused what he was talking about? He's taken? "The seat. It's taken."

Nope. Wasn't talking about him was he.

As if he had the power to read my mind.

"Oh. I'm sorry. I'll find another one." I looked around and found Taehyung waving at me, patting a seat beside him. I sat beside him, internally sighing. "That's Jungkook. He doesn't like it when someone sits beside him. Kinda wants to be left alone, you may say."

Same.

Even if it was Taehyung, I wanted to be left alone. By myself. I can feel myself getting the attention. Again. I dont want it.

I couldn't help it. I could feel the tears rushing out of my eyes. It was all hitting me again. I had to leave. Immediately. I rushed out of the room, ignoring Tae's worry-full questions.

I ran, and ran, and ran. I had no idea where I was going. Until I saw a door. Rooftop.

Perfect.

By this time, the tears were already out. I managed my way through the door and sat down in an unnoticeable corner of the huge rooftop. Hugging myself, I couldn't avoid the soft sobs leaving my mouth. All I could do was hide myself in my own embrace. I wanted someone beside me. I needed someone beside me.

"You okay?"