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Jungkook: Shy

Thump, thump thump. That's the sound of a ball constantly bouncing against concrete.

Jungkook is playing with said ball in the school basketball court while he talks to his group of friends. They're the kind of boys who are basically too cool for everyone else. They're all crazy attractive and they stick to each other like glue. Every girl wants a piece of them but it's impossible to date them unless they make the first move. Luckily they actually are just a big group of flirtatious guys all except for Jungkook.

He's the youngest of the group, he's good at everything, both sports and academics, he's popular with everyone even though he doesn't seem to talk to girls. It's like to him, girls don't exist. Whenever a girl walks up to the group he'll either turn away from them and never address them or he simply nods acknowledgment before walking away. At least with some girls he dares to "acknowledge" but with me? No way. I can't even remember an occasion where he has made eye contact let alone thrown a glance in my general direction. To me he's cold, rude and arrogant, he acts as though he's too good for me and everyone else.
Sometimes I wonder if he has medieval ideas about men and woman, at that thought I snarl, wishing that he would sense my irritation from across the courtyard. How dare he repeatedly blank me.
Another thing that sucks about him is that he's stupidly attractive, and I am even more stupidly attracted to him. I clench the straps of my backpack and roll my jaw from side to side as I glare in his direction. I find him incredibly irritating and I want him to know that.

As though said male can feel waves of hostility crashing his way he sends a cautious glance in my direction. For a moment his eyes widen before he shoots his head back around. I totally didn't just imagine that did I? He looked almost afraid that I had caught him staring in my direction. I'm tempted to stomp right up to him and demand to know his problem but I'm not that obnoxious. I dump my backpack on the grass tiredly and sit underneath a tree. The sky is clear and the sun still sends it's cheerful rays across the school even though the school day is over and it is well into the afternoon. A few straggling students stay behind to study in the library or hangout in the school yard. I like to study by myself under this very tree. Unfortunately Jeon Jungkook and his band of beef heads often hang around the basketball court this time as well.

I read over my textbooks and take down some notes, every so often glancing up just to keep an eye on Jungkook who is now running around the concrete court and preparing to shoot the ball through the hoop. When he thrusts the ball away from him I stop reading all together to watch the shot. I'm not surprised when the ball falls cleanly through the hoop. I let out a grunt of dissatisfaction and return to my studies.
Not only is Jungkook the kind of boy to ignore his fellow human beings but I feel like he is constantly showing off around me, it's as though he sees me coming and suddenly wishes to prove how superior he is to me. But then again I could just be flattering myself in thinking he knows I exist at all.
I roll my shoulders and stretch my neck, the satisfying click in my bones seems to ring with my unspoken irritation, as though it alone could tell Jungkook that he's a real tool.
I'm actually shocked when Jungkook sends another weary look my way. The way he is acting feels like he is afraid of me. Did he actually know I hate him? Or is he just afraid I'll approach them? As I continued to lose myself in the usual thought train of "What even is a Jungkook?" a new idea pops up. He kind of gives off the vibe that he is nervous or afraid, as though he thinks I am sitting here judging him...