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I cautiously began answering the question paper but what amazed me was that Jungkook at my right turned into a freaking nerd the instant he got the paper.
He was carefully reviewing the paper, circling one's that maybe he is gonna attempt first or I don't know— but that stern seriousness on his golden features was glistening my confidence up.
No doubt Jeon fucking Jungkook was the top scorer.
No girls, no jokes, no smirk- nothing bothered him.
The question paper had him wrapped around it's fingers.
Wait? Was I jealous of a fucking question paper? A fucking thin sheet made from plants having some kind of ink plastered on it that —
Oh my god-—STOP.
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An hour to go before we submit the paper. And my god! It's one of the toughest paper ever. I was struggling with the descriptive one's and the calculations were just not adding up to make sense.
Fuck this shit!
I looked over at Tae who was equally having a hard time but his condition was way better than mine.
Unlike me, Taehyung didn't just give up.
He set the calculator straight on the table and with a heavy sigh yet again pinned the same numbers back on it with increasing pressure every time.
I could say that Tae was gonna lose his shit any time soon.
Boy was pissed af.
I skipped over to peek at Jimin's. And just like the tiny man he was, Jimin was seated in tiny, head hung low rather head completely dropped down on his hands resting on the desk—sleeping.
His question paper and answer sheet both stacked up peacefully at the corner totally untouched and blank.
Jimin was exact me difference being that I was stuck and trying to solve it, where he just didn't even start.
So I had no other choice but to look over at Jungkook's answer sheet.
Let's be honest, we all want a good score, be it by cheating or------
And fuck!
The long, neat answers, the penmanship, the smooth calculations. I was literally drooling over his paper.
