Chapter 3

I walked into the room filled with chaos. There was noise heard all around, scattered chairs, and crumpled papers around but it stopped when I came in. It became silent, the chairs were going back to its proper places, and the paper balls were being picked up.

I smirked and sat on my seat. Just like how I want it, peace.

It has always been like this every Math class. Its chaos whenever I'm not around. Being trusted by your professor has its perks.

Just like extra points for being the 'responsible one' on times of ruckus.

I became trusted by Ms. Na when I used to volunteer to help her, and impress her by my grades. It's quite easy to gain her trust, but not everyone knows how to.

But then again, the room became noisy. The door opened and squeals of girls were heard, and I had no say about it. It was always like this when they come inside.

When Yoongi, Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook arrives.

I'm not the top one in Math class. It was Jimin, It was him who was supposed to be telling everyone to calm their asses down, but him being irresponsible was a problem, so the duty was given to the 2nd one in

class, me.

The room became silent again when Ms. Na entered. She was dressed very well, but she looked off. Her hair was messy and her skin was pale.

"Miss. Na, you don't look so good. You could just stay in the clinic and rest" Me being the so-called 'good student', I raised my hands and worriedly said.

"Yes, I will be staying there, but I came here to change your seats. 3 months had passed and its time to arrange you in a different place" She said with a nasal voice, she was clearly sick.

Half of the class was happy, the rest were groaning in disagree, but they had no choice.

"Chaeri, stand up. Jimin, transfer in Jihye's place. Hyunji and Bongpal, exchange seats. Juhyoo, sit in Mirae's chair. Lalisa, stay in Hyesung's seat."

I stood up and sat in Hyesung's chair. I arranged my things but I noticed a yellow sticky note under. I looked at it and found out something interesting, a cheat code. I picked it up and looked at Hyesung with one of my eyebrows raised. He seemed to notice and a troubled expression showed in his face.

Dumbass, you're about to get reported to the principal's office later.

I smirked at him and continued arranging my stuff. Picking the note up and placed it inside my bag.

"Yoongi, sit at Eunjin's place. Taehyung, exchange seats with Somi. Jungkook, sit beside Lalisa."

The last sentence made me stop. I looked at Jungkook as he walks towards the empty chair beside me. Miss Na left, probably heading to the clinic without any goodbyes, which was unnecessary.

Fuck this shit, I'm out.

Im about to suffer 3 months beside this Jungleweed.

He also looked pale and sick, just like Miss Na. Surely because of the incident yesterday.

He sat beside me and organized his belongings, with constant rubbing in the nose.

"You're sick." I said. I hit my head with the palm of my hand, realizing that I was stating the obvious. He chuckled at my actions.

"Yeah, I am."

"You should stay in the clinic too."

"No, I dont want to stay there the whole day with a teacher by my side. Miss Na will probably just blabber around."

"Right"

He continued with his things and I minded my own business.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned my head to see who it was.

Hyesung

"Lalisa, it wasn't mine"

"Really? It was under your chair and it was your handwriting on it. It's clearly yours, Hyesung." I said, full of assurance, being sure that it was his based on what he's doing. His expression was clear, his face was calm but hus eyes were guilty and afraid. His brows furrowed.

"How sure are you that it was my handwriting?" He asked and I smirked.

"The handwriting wasn't presentable, it was messy and ugly, it was like a 5 year old wrote it, and you have that kind of handwriting in class." I stated without second thoughts of being offensive. It was simply true. His face wrinkled with a sign of being offended and madness, like he was about to kill. I stayed having a poker face while looking at him without fear. I wasn't scared at all. He raised his hand, about to hit me when another hand stopped him.

It was Jungkook's.

"Hyesung, It isn't manly to hit a girl" Jungkook said. Hyesung looked dumbfounded as he realized what he was about to do.

"S-sorry" He apologized and sat back at his chair, guilt haunting him.

Jungkook had a wide smile and looked at me with expectations. I gathered a straight face while staring at him. A few minutes had passed and his smile faded.

"Aren't you gonna say Thank You?" He asked.

"Why would I?" I asked back, a pout was visible on his face.

"I stopped him from hitting you, you should atleast thank me"

"I didn't tell you to stop him. It was your choice"

"Fine" He said. A chuckle soon left his mouth.

"But what you said was pretty mean, by the way"

"I know"

"So you're really not gonna thank me?" He asked once again and I rolled my eyes.

"No" I said, simply and straightforward. He let out a sigh, then sneezing afterwards. I then became worried, again. He smirked after seeing my expression.

"Well, since you were the reason of me being sick, why don't you just thank me in return to have my forgiveness"

"It wasn't me who pushed you so it's not my fault"

"I didn't get pushed. I saved you from falling and it was me who fell instead."

"Fine" I grunted in annoyance.

"It wasn't entirely my fault but I still feel guilty. So, Thank. You." I said, emphasizing the Thank You part. I haven't thanked any boy other than my dad, so it was quite new to me.

"And this Ladies and Gentlemen, is how to make someone say thank you. You're welcome though" He said cheekily, with a huge grin in the face. We have an hour and half freetime, since Miss Na couldn't attend class, but we still can't get out.

"Lalisa, Take care of me" He said, followed by a loud sneeze. I glared at him indicating a no.

"Lisa~ I feel so sick"

"You do not call me by my nickname" I said, his grin grew wider and I grew more annoyed, with a bit of guilt.

He's making me feel conscious

"Ahh, Lisa. I regret helping you yesterday."

"Lisa~ You made me sick"

"Lisa~ I'm about to throw up"

"FINE" I shouted out too loud, their were looking at me weirdly, specially Taehyung's which was full of curiosity.

"Yah! Jungkook, what are you doing to her?!" Taehyung asked with his deep voice.

"Nothing~" Jungkook sang out with a giggle at the end.

Everyone went back to their own doings. I glared at Jungkook who was innocently smiling.

"Fine! What do I do?" I asked with a tone of annoyance.

"Easy, do whatever I say"

"So what am I? Your slave"

"Sort of"

"Ugh!"

"Be my slave for one day"

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Me, being his slave, was putting his things inside his bag.

"Good job. It's time for Lunch. Have a nice meal!" He said, leaving. I rolled my eyes and went to our table in the cafeteria where the girls are waiting.

"Its all your fault" I glared at the two girls who were sitting infront of me.

"What?" They both asked

"Jungkook made me his slave for one day because of what you did"

"What did they do?" Jennie asked, not knowing what happened.

"They tried pushing me on the pool but Jungkook fell instead, and in the end, he got sick so he made me feel all guilty and now I have to be his slave"

"Wow" was all that Jennie said.

"What kind of slave?, You mean Sex Slave?" Jisoo said with her eyebrows moving up and down. I looked at her in disgust.

"What the fucking hell?! I would never be his se-"

"So, Yoongi invited the 4 of us in a party" Jennie interupted, trying tp change the dirty topic, we all looked at her.

"Only the 7 of them and us since we've noticed that we're getting closer, If its okay with you" Jennie looked at me. I thought for a while.

"Actually, I have been thinking that maybe, we could communicate with them, as long as no one tells then its fine" I said. Their faces lit up and I was thinking for a while.

I guess its fine to befriend them.

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So, my parents were miraculously listening to BLACKPINK a while ago without me. I feel so blessed rn but quite sad that they didn't invite me. I only found out when I heard that Boombayah was being played.

My mom even asked me how old they were and I was telling her about them and she was like

"I thought they were 14"

Like, I know right. They look so pretty, hot and young. I bet they look younger than me, I feel so ugly.

I would also appreciate if you would Comment and Vote, Idk I just feel so lonely

Okie, enough talking.

Love you all

Bye❤❤❤