Cheers

007

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"Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck,"
I cursed my way through the hallway,
trying my best to run to the classroom.

I'm going to be late on the first period.
And I'm not done with my project!
Oh fucking great!

I finally arrived in the classroom,
my subject teacher already in front,
lifting his eyebrow at me.

"I'm sorry I'm late, sir,"
I quickly apologised.

He nodded at me,
signalling me to take my seat.

There I sat besides you, Jeon Jungkook,
glaring at you with all my might.
"Thanks a lot, I didn't finish my project because of you."

"You didn't?" You asked,
feign amusement etched on your face.
What a sarcastic motherfucker.

"Lalisa, I saw your project, might I say, it's great.
You've done so well."

My brows furrowed, glancing at you,
you mumbled that I should just go with it, and so I did.

I thanked my teacher,
immediately turning my head towards my seatmate.

"What was that?"
I whisper-shouted.

"You should lend me your unfinished
project instead, sparky.
Kinda passed my project for you——"

"Why would you do that?!"

"Cause you're running for honors,
and I'm not?" You shrugged.
"Yah, just lend me your project.
I already asked our teacher to give me until tomorrow."

"Still. I'll tell him that I——"

"Can't you just thank me for this one?" you asked.

I shook my head.

You smirked.

"Seriously? You're not a bit thankful?"

"No," I sternly told you.

"How hard–to–get you really are, sparky.
You give me such a challenge."

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