Jungkook's POV
" Care to explain hyung? " I ask Hobi-hyung. We are now walking back to the cafeteria.
" Naah. Just let it be. " He replied. I just shrug it off.
" Hey guys. So how was it? " Jin-hyung ask as we walk near them.
" It was - "
" All of my classmates and their partners starts screaming as soon as we enter the room. I don't know that Hobi-hyung is that famous in this school. " I exclaimed. " Awesome. "
" Well that's for our dancing machine. " Taehyung-hyung said then pats Hobi-hyung shoulder.
" Waaaaaaaah. " I exclaimed. Dancing machine?
" Aish shut up. " Hobi-hyung shushed me.
" He's the dancing machine in our group. " Namjoon-hyung said, feeling proud of his dongsaeng.
" And you're the not-so-good at it. " Hobi-hyung replied and everyone laugh except for Namjoon-hyung of course.
" Stop it already or he'll break your - " Jin-hyung said but bursted out laughing in the end, not finishing what he's trying to say.
" Psh. " Namjoon-hyung, he's kinda piss off. I think?
" Okay, that's enough already. " Yoongi-hyung stop us.
" Thanks dude. " Namjoon-hyung said while nodding.
" Okay. So when will you start to practice? " Jin-hyung ask. Ohh, I forgot that one.
" Yes hyung. When? " I ask Hobi-hyung who is silently sipping his soda. He bought new one.
" Well i don't know. " he said then scratch the back of his head.
" Oh well. " I replied.
My phone rings.
