Without You

Chapter 2

"Remember this is artwork from you and your partner. You both have to work on it together." Mr. Song says, with a piece of bread in between his lips.

I kept tapping my desk with the pencil, thinking of a really huge and amazing idea for the project. It's been a week and nothing, thanks to Jungkook.

"That's annoying. Stop it." Jungkook says, slouching more onto his chair. I ignored him and started tapping more. He grabbed the pencil from my hand, but from doing so he knocked over the box filled with colored pencils. It fell to the floor and broke, some led flying off.

Everyone turned their heads our way and I gulped. Mr. Song looked up from his painting and looked at us.

"He dropped it." I said nonchalantly, I didn't want to risk getting in trouble. The students kept looking at us, now including the freshman's.

"She was being annoying." Jungkook exclaims. I scoffed and rolled my eyes.

"Like if you're not annoying. A tapping pencil can't compare to how annoying you are." I say to him, looking at him. The class stayed quiet.

"Yah!" Jungkook says, sitting up on his chair.

"Enough! It's fine. I have plenty more boxes and colored pencils." Mr. Song says, walking over to us, picking up the broken pieces of the wooden box. The bell rang and I threw the pencil at Jungkook. I walked out of class. It's the second week of school and he already got me out of my shell.

I was about to walk into the ladies' room when I felt a hand grab my shoulder from behind. It pushed my back against the wall.

"What the hell was that?" Jungkook shouts at me, holding up the pencil in front of my face. I roll my eyes and push him off of me. He drops the pencil and puts both of his hands on my shoulders, pushing me back against the wall.

"You little brat." He shouts at me. A crowd started to form and I took the chance to spit on his face. His face started to scare me after.

"Yah! Yah! Yah!" I hear someone yell from the side. It was TaeHyung. He ran over to us.

"Jungkook, we don't fight with girls." He says, looking at us. Jungkook rolls his eyes and nodded.

"I'm not working on this project myself. Either you help me or I'm going to beg Mr. Song to make both of us work alone. There goes your easy A. Ass." I say, pushing him off of me again. I hear TaeHyung laughing as I walk away. I don't know if he was laughing at me or if he was laughing at Jungkook, but honestly I don't care.

***

I don't go home. I figured that my parents would be arguing and I don't want to hear any of it. I'm walking down the streets of Insadong, it's in Seoul. I go here mostly for the food stands. Parents hardly cook a decent meal at home so I eat here most of the time. And the souvenir shops here are cute. I went in a few of them and bought some stuff for the fun of it.