"You're in the S-List!"
I'm in a what?
Park Y/N, a girl that no one would notice but one day the boys from the Masters-list approaches, where it all began as her popularity begins to rise. Masters create S-LIST to use them for a certain purpose by u...
You finally finished class as you were excited that next week you will begin drawing in class. You listed down all the things that were mentioned in your book to keep track of everything.
"So independent." Jungkook teases you as he peeks into your book. You tried to hide it from him,
"Don't look here!" He laughed at your demand as he watched you scoot further away from him.
You continue to write while Jungkook glanced from time to time at your journal. When it was time to leave class, Jungkook tapped your arm to let you know it was time to leave, you understood.
All of the things are organized back into your cute snoopy tote bag, and hang it around your back. Jungkook already on his feet, hands in his pocket, looking at you as you finished packing up.
"All done?" He asked, you nodded and walked beside him as you both exited the classroom.
While doing so, everyone in class began gossiping at the two of you. Wondering what could have happened and why you were being close to Jungkook.
One of the girls began texting Sheri. Informing of the situation.
In the hallway, Jungkook followed you at your locker as you place a few books on it.
"I never saw your locker till today." Jungkook said as he observed the design you made inside.
"Well, I remembered I was trying to avoid you guys when the sticker was placed on it." He apologizes after and you smiled awkwardly as you felt like it was so long ago.
"To even get your attention without creeping you out was honestly hard. Having Hana with you is like a boss battle, difficulty extreme." He grins and you looked at him like he was being such a dork.
"You spend to much time on gaming." You closed the locker and lock it.
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"Hey, at least you get to know about me more. What about you?" He leans on the locker, arms crossed as he looks at you with his cute smug-ish face. You looked around as you were thinking.
"I'm interested in fashion, like making them." You spoke as you begin to admire the idea of being a fashion designer.
