Jungkook Yandere - My bloody lover

Chapter 17: Tragic

Dust 

was all my fingertips

 felt

Jungkook's P.O.V

''Jung-,''

''Hey, Kook!'' Jimin yells, running after me.

''W-why are you yelling?'' I blush.

'' How was the dance, mate? You haven't replied to any of my messages yet,''

My eyes widen when I hear the word 'dance'. It doesn't take long before I hide my face in my locker.

''Kook, I can still see you,'' He says rolling his eyes.

''Ugh, I know,''

''So?''

''It was great,'' I lie.

Am I lying? I mean everything was fine before-

It's her.

Don't look, just don't. Look at the wall? Nope, not an option when she leans against it, you idiot.

Uhm, just turn around? No that would be too obvious.

It's like I'm paralyzed.

Can I blink? Oh my god, what if she'll see me stare at her and then-

''Dude,''

''Y-yes?'' I ask, still not looking away from her.

''She's waving,''

''She w-what?'' I ask struggling to stay calm.

''Wave back,'' Jimin says stressing me out.

Because of the stress, I start waving a bit too eagerly. Shit.

''Whatever happened yesterday, must've been good,'' Jimin says winking at me.

''I guess, you're right.''

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''Jungkook,''

Whoever it is, definitely knows how to startle me.

Out of surprise, I hit my hand against the locker door. And of course, I cry out in pain.

''Oh my god, I'm so sorry,'' Y/n says grabbing my hand to look if it's okay.

She's holding my hand.

If my heart could beat, It would have exploded already, that's for sure.

She blushes once she realizes that she's still holding my hand.

''I'm sorry, I should let go-''

''Don't!''

Okay well, this is embarrassing. She closes my locker door owning a rather confusing glare from me.

Her hand slowly creeps in her left pocket, revealing a blue pen.

I know that pen, she's held it a lot of times when studying in the library.

She writes something in my hand and walks away without a word.

A huge smile plastered on my face, once I see what she's written.

So, today is quite a special day, because I have her number now.

I should give her a call.

I should give her a

I should give her.

I should give

I shouldn't