It was nerve wracking.
Sitting in class that evening made Taehyung feel misplaced. He wasn't sure why exactly, but he came to the conclusion that he wasn't used to studying at this specific time.
7:26 pm
Even if he wasn't the type to give a shit about his studies, books overwhelmed him. There was so much he missed out he couldn't for the life of him formulate any beneficial study schedule.
He closed his book, unwelcomed tears springing at the back of his sockets. He blinked, stretched his arms and feigned a yawn as he tilted up his head. Blinked numerous times.
He hitched his elbow on the table, resting his face on his palm and glancing in Irene's direction.
That girl could make you feel lazy, dumb and insufficient as shit.
There was an uncomfortable lump in his throat as he looked back at his text book, his notebook –almost empty and brand new. The determination he managed to grasp during dinner faded into discouragement. He caved in, stretched himself over his desk and closed his eyes. He bumped his mind into blank silence. Opened his eyes again and he saw her, hunched over a book, a hand holding a pen– scribbling. Doodling it appears so.
She stiffened then sat up, head inclined to the window.
It was a small movement but he caught it. A figure in the shadows before it disappeared and a light 'bang' followed–a window being shut. Sora's hand dove into her pocket, something white peeking . She tucked it deep and went back to her doodling before looking ahead. If Taehyung could guess, it was Jimin she was ogling.
He lingered his gaze to the window.
As if sensing him, she slowly turned to him, eyes shy and discreet.
Before he could catch them, she looked away. Her pen back to scribbling.
Momo stands up, the teeth grating screech of her chair makes Sora jostle in her seat and drop her pen. His eyes don't detach from her. They don't follow Momo run out of class– hands clasped on her mouth. They don't catch Irene's, nor her flustered cheeks as she looks down then back at him. The light in Irene's eyes snuff out before she is looking to her left, at the side of Sora's veiled face.
Lorlei catches their gaze then looks back at Taehyung. She stands up reminding herself that he did not matter at the moment. In a few strides, she is out of the door.
Jimin's gaze follows Lorlei then shortly glances at Sora. Jungkook, glues his eyes on Lorlei pondering whether to follow them. They then land on Taehyung then Sora and back to Taehyung.
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