Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"What's the square root of 3?" The Professor asked to the class.
"1.732," Alana answered quickly.
"What's the square root of 19?"
"4.3588," Jungkook answered before Alana could and that made her irritated by him.
He smirked while she rolled her eyes at him. The Professor was seeing their tension and so did the whole class because not everyone was this interested in math.
Mr. Jung Sung-il exhaled, hoping that anyone else would answer these fun problems. "What's the square root of 16?" He asked.
"4!" Jungkook and Alana yelled in unison causing the professor to laugh.
Every Wednesday and Thursday around one something in the afternoon, the class room for mathematics had to experience Jungkook and Alana's rival on who was the smartest person in Yale.
Mr. Jung Sung-il looked at everyone in the face before facing the board to write all the assignments they had due before Next Wednesday came. Then on Thursday he will have a test for the class and based on if they passed, he will pick who can be apart of a group to go against another school.
"I will see you all next Wednesday, have a good rest of your week." The professor said after the school bell rung.
While the rest of the class moaned and groaned about how much homework was due, Jungkook and Alana walked out of the room excited.
As she was walking down the halls, she dropped her notebook and a jock came to pick it up.
"Hey, beautiful." He smiled at Alana but she wasn't interested at all.
It's not like the guy was ugly but she just didn't have time for a relationship.
"Thank you," She grabbed the notebook from his hands quickly as his friends came from behind him.
Alana could hear their shouts and whispers about how hot she was as the jock stood there admiring her beauty with a lustful eye.
"Let's go out sometime, babygirl." He licked his lips, trying to be seductive but she saw right through it.
She scoffed. "Eat me."
"I wish," He responded with a snicker as his boys laughed with him while still checking her out.
Alana finally made it outside, to take in the cool breeze that was slowly calming her down.
"Someday I want to rip their heads off," She mumbled to herself.
"And I would help you out," She heard a voice say and saw Jungkook leaning on the wall with a black backpack over his shoulder.
Alana rolled her eyes and turned her back. "I've had enough of you," She said.
"Why? Because you know I'm better than you at math," He walked with her on the sidewalk, trying to irritate her.
