CHARISMA | JJK

02

ever since the rescue with jungkook, she had started to have dreams about him.

protecting her.
it was strange.

soojeong had seen him around
and heard gossip from a few girls, of course. but she never thought that he would be
like that.

you know,
as nice as they all say he is.

ring.

it was already third period and soojeong had heard nothing of the sort until

"did you hear about jungkook last night?"
"you won't believe what i heard..."

and so on and so forth.

those remarks were also followed by stares,
glares
and other somewhat attentive acts of acknowledgement.

a series of events that had never happened to soojeong. yet, she didn't like it how she thought she would. the attention was a bit too overpowering.

trudging through the corridors; rucksack hung low, almost dragging on the floor, someone spoke out,
interrupting the blur of thoughts through her head.

"hey."

yeah.
he still looked as perfect as people said he did.

then she realised,
he was with his friends.

on the left of him,
park jimin.

she vaguely knew who he was.

in a nutshell; a pervert.

on the right of him,
lee haneul.

a big breasted, cute, loved-by-everyone girl.

and in the middle, stood a gleaming jeon jungkook–
who didn't know who he was?

"soojeong-ah, i reckon you already know who i am!"
haneul exclaimed, holding out a hand for her to shake.
a little too excitedly.

soojeong hesitated
but returned the gesture as best she could.
"l-lee haneul...?" she hesitated.

her smile expanded and she jumped up and down.

jimin watched this with full attention, of course.

"i hope we can become great friends!"

friends?

soojeong felt a much-too-familiar sensation begin to stir up in her stomach.

however, she tried her best to look as 'friendly' as possible.
which was a hard task.

ring.

class had already started.

jimin looked at jungkook.
jungkook looked at jimin.

they ran, almost falling over.

"bye, soojeong!" he screamed.

soojeong smiled slightly.

haneul prevented her from following in their footsteps and taking off to class.

"one skip won't hurt, will it?"

soojeong blew a strand hair out of her face.

"i g-guess not..." she trailed off.

"great. so we can talk!" haneul clapped at herself.

soojeong nodded,
not completely hating her company after all.