Jungkook oneshots

Perfection's Prison

The library was almost empty, quiet except for the soft hum of the air conditioning. Jia sat at a desk, her notes spread out in front of her, frantically revising the important topics. The exam was just two hours away, and her heart raced with nerves. She flipped through the pages quickly, determined to cover everything she could before time ran out. Taking a deep breath, Jia tried to push aside her anxiety. She couldn't stop now—she had to stay focused and give it her all. The exam had been tough, but Jia pushed through, answering each question as best she could—until it happened. Midway through, a sharp, warm sensation hit her nose. She touched her face and saw blood on her fingers. Panicking, she excused herself and rushed to the bathroom, trying to stop the nosebleed. By the time she returned, the teacher was gone, and she realized with a sinking heart that she had missed one question. After handing in her paper, Jia walked out of the classroom, feeling drained. She slung her bag over her shoulder and headed straight to the exit, not wanting to linger. As she reached the door, she spotted her car already waiting outside. Without looking back, Jia climbed in and softly asked the driver to take her home, leaning her head against the window as exhaustion washed over her.

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The classroom buzzed with chatter about the new transfer student. Jia sat quietly at her desk, her thoughts consumed by the marks she might receive. Her heart raced as she anxiously tapped her pen against the desk. The door opened, and the teacher entered with the new student. She was a petite girl, about 5'5", with mid-length dyed blonde hair and big, sparkly eyes. The girl introduced herself as Hana, her voice light and cheerful. Jia barely paid her any attention, too preoccupied with her own worries. Hana took the seat next to Jia and smiled warmly, but Jia only offered a polite nod. As the teacher began distributing the graded test papers, Hana leaned over to offer a handshake. Jia shook her hand briefly with a small smile, her focus still entirely on the test. When the teacher finally handed Jia her paper, her breath caught—94%. Relief flooded through her as she leaned back in her chair, clutching the paper for a moment before carefully tucking it into her bag. "You did well," Hana said with a soft chuckle, glancing at Jia's score. "Thank you," Jia replied quietly, her tone flat, as she turned her attention back to her notes.

Jia sat at the cafeteria table, her mind still clouded with stress and exhaustion. Her friend Jen had practically dragged her there, insisting she needed to eat something. "You look like you're about to collapse," Jen said, placing a plate of fries in front of her. Jia stared at the fries, her stomach twisting in knots. The thought of eating made her feel even more nauseous, but she didn't want to upset Jen. Slowly, she reached for one, dipping it into the mayo. Just as she raised it to her mouth, a sudden movement startled her. Before she could react, a sharp slap landed on her face, sending her reeling in shock. Her cheek burned from the impact as she turned to face whoever had hit her, her mind racing to make sense of what just happened.

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Jungkook's Pov.