Jeon Jungkook was hard.
My thigh was pressed between his legs, pressed against something hard and solid. I could feel that burning feeling very distinctly, transferring through layers of clothing onto my leg. And then it transferred up my nerves to my head. And then my thoughts turned into a mess....
When someone comes across such an embarrassing situation, the most common response is to freeze with a blank expression on their face. In that moment, I was no exception. My leg felt like it had been frozen in place, and all my thoughts were stuck on that source of heat. And so I lied on top Jungkook, frozen, staring blankly.
Jungkook was also motionless on the ground. His body seemed a bit stiff. His breathing seemed a bit rough too, probably because I'd fallen too heavily onto him. He was nearly gasping as he struggled to say, "L-Lisa, are you planning on molesting me right now....?"
When I heard that, My thought's flew back into my head. I quickly climbed up and got off of him. My head dropped as I couldn't look at him. My face looked like it had been painted with a layer of chill sauce. It was so unbearably hot. Oh my god, this was so embarrassing! NO, wait, It's Jungkook who was disgraceful!
Jungkook sat up, his arms supporting him from behind. "Lisa, you're really quite passionate".
I glared at him, and when I saw his ambiguous smiling-but-not expression, I only grew angrier. He was obviously the one who should be embarrassed, so why was he enjoying the moment so much?
Just then, Jungkook added annoyingly, "But however passionate you are, you should know there's a time and place for that kind of things".
I clenched my first and then released them. Forget it. It was an accident. We don't have to go over the details. There's especially no need to talk with a guy like Jungkook!
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In the bus, on the way back to school, asked Jungkook about his moment of suffering. Jungkook replied calmly, "It was nothing".
So then others started joking around. They talked about how it might affect his happiness for the rest of his life, that he should get a checkup at the hospital, and so on. Their expressions when they were talking about it were so very vulgar.
Jungkook remained unfazed though. He said, "I'm really fine. Lisa can testify to it".
Suddenly, the bus went deathly silent....
I was sitting next to Jungkook with my eyes closed, pretending to be knocked out. Meanwhile, in my head, he was in the midst of death by a thousand cuts.
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When I got back to my room that night, I got a call from Yuna. She regretfully informed me that the 200 yuan I'd bet on Senior Jieun had skipped away.
I didn't believe it. "That's not right, is it? Although Senior Jieun was injured, I wasn't the one to hit her. It should count as my disqualification, right?"
Yuna sighed. She said, "That all depends on the president. He was the referee after all".
I wasn't happy, "Even if he was the referee, he can't just distort the facts...." This was a problem touching on economics, which made it very serious!
Yuna replied, "The president said that when you two set the conditions of the match, no one said that you couldn't get help".
Sweat. Can he do that? Did the president get his head chewed on by a dog?
Yuna added, "The key point is that the president bet 100 yuan. On you".
I was speechless.
So the president was one of those awful, cunning and treacherous types!
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I recently came to possess something very fun. A stamp. Yep. Of course, the stamp itself wasn't the important part. The important part was the shape of the stamp an pair of lips. To put it another way, if this was used stamp someone's face, it would look like they'd been kissed. I tested the stamp on my notebook and found it very entertaining. Too bad the girls wouldn't got together to annihilate me because of this.
I didn't have class in the afternoon, so Jungkook dragged me to the library to study. I told him that I didn't think that studying with him was included in my duties, but unfortunately, he insisted that studying with him was a form of training with him....Yeah right!
I opened my advanced math textbook and looked through it while trying not to doze off. Jungkook sat beside me, flipping through a book. I turned to check out what book he was reading.... 'Psychology of Love'?
Sweat. Jeon Jungkook, Oh Jungkook. If I don't look down on you right now, that would be a disgrace to this book's name.
I very clearly chuckled as I continued reading my advanced math book, scorn all over my face. See this? See how different our leagues are?
Jungkook didn't get angry though. He pulled my notebook over and flipped through my note. He flipped and flipped until he got to the page where I'd been testing my kiss stamp. The page was covered with bright red lips. It was ghastly and shocking.
Jungkook's eyes stopped on those lips. After looking a moment, he suddenly turned to me with a wicked expression. His lips curved up into a smile and his eyes glimmered. "Lisa, are you really that thirsty?"
I didn't have a comeback.
Angry and embarrassed, I snatched my notebook back. I ignored his poisonous words....That was all I could do. I'm not very good at bickering and arguing with words. If Minnie were there, she'd beat him dead in an instant! Hahahaha!
But Jungkook wasn't grateful for my patience at all. He smiled as he added, "If you really want someone to kiss, then...."
"Shut up!" I glared at him angrily. I was so worked up that I wanted to just pull out the stamp and prove my innocence, but then I suddenly got another idea....
OK, Jungkook. You forced me to this.
I suppressed the burning flames of anger within me and went back to studying quietly. And Jungkook also went back to his 'Psychology of Love'. I wondered which poor girl the rascal was going after. Let us have a moment of silence for her.
After a while, I nudged Jungkook's arm and quietly asked, "Aren't you tired?"
Jungkook gave me an odd look but didn't say anything.
I continued, "Reading that kind of book would probably make you tired, right? You must be really tired. Don't try to fool me".
Jungkook didn't even bother looking up from his book; his eyes remained fixed on the book in his hand. With his other hand, he pressed down on my head and turned it away.
I angrily pushed away his hand and waited quietly for him to get sleepy.
God must have heard my prayers because not too long after that, Jungkook started getting sleepy....You should know that this guy is usually very alert and fired up when he studies, so this was a very rare chance indeed.
"I'm going to sleep a bit". Jungkook yawned and then rested his head on his arms on the table.
I studied half-heartedly a little more. When I thought he'd fallen asleep, I gently nudged him again. I called quietly, "Jungkook" There was no response.
Looks like he fell asleep. I was delighted. I quietly pulled out my stamp. Jungkook was sleeping on the table, one side of his face tilted up. He had really nice skin. How despicable.
I crept over to him with my stamp in hand. This guy was knocked out so he didn't notice me creeping up to him at all. I smiled with satisfaction as I gently pressed the stamp to his face.
Everything proceeded smoothly. But it was just at that moment, before I'd removed the stamp from his face, that that guy slowly opened his eyes.
Right as I was in the middle of my deed, Jungkook opened his pair of sinister eyes.
Startled, my hand trembled, and the stamp I was holding fell onto the back of Jungkook's hand. When my sense came back to me he'd already picked up the stamp and started inspecting it. He touched the ink on his face with his fingers and looked up at me. I felt myself go cold....Oh now, crap. I'd been found out. Jungkook, if you're going to kill me or cut off a body part, please give a warning....
Jungkook held the stamp between his fingers, and the he gave a strange laugh. He brought the stamp up to my face and said, "You're really childish Lili".
I took back the stamp and waited for his punishment. A long time passed, and I was getting sleepy, but he still hadn't said anything. He just kept reading that book of his. And those fiery red lips continued to sit on his face.
I found it very strange. Even if he was being generous and didn't want to squabble over it, he must have known that there was something on his face, right? I kindly reminded him, "Your face...."
"I know". Jungkook's head was lowered as he replied calmly, "But I think it probably doesn't look bad".
I didn't understand. "And?"
Jungkook answered, "And so I don't plan on cleaning it off right now".
I was speechless.
I started to suspect that Jungkook and I weren't people of the same planet. Why were there so many embarrassing and frustrating things that he did without a second thought? And he did them so calmly too. How strong was his mind and how thick was his skin for him to do that?!
But, whatever. I wasn't the one getting embarrassed.
And so, Jungkook spent the afternoon with fiery red lips on his face as he read 'Psychology of Love'.
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When I went to the cafeteria for dinner, I happened to see Kim Taehyung. Goodness, my Taehyung! I carried my tray over to his table and sat across from him. Jungkook could only sit down beside me.
I greeted Taehyung sweetly, and he returned a friendly smile. Then his gaze shifted over to Jungkook, who still had those bright red lips stamped on his face. Taehyung's expression turned bashful and a bit embarrassed, which in turn made me feel a bit strange. I told him, "Senior, Ignore Jungkook. That guy is completely crazy".
With his thick skin, Jungkook calmly replied, "I wonder who the crazy one really is, attacking when I was asleep".
Hey! Were you even asleep? You were obviously faking it to lure me into committing a crime!
Just then, two figures appeared behind Taehyung. They were the Passerby Seniors. After they sat down, Jungkook looked up, revealing the ostentatious lips on his face, and the boy's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. After passerby A came back to his senses, he took another look at Jungkook's face and sniggered. Then he gave a long sigh as he turned me.
I trembled, unable to even hold my chopsticks steady. Passerby A's gaze....What did it mean?
And the Passerby B lowered his head and poked his chicken leg. With a shake of his head, he sighed, "Young people nowadays".
I couldn't decide whether to laugh or cry. I tried to explain, "It wasn't me".
But Jungkook looked me up and down and asked, "Can you really say that it wasn't you?"
I didn't know what to say anymore.
Jungkook, can you not blindly jump in? You don't even know what these guys are thinking ok? I glared at him and tired to explain again. "I mean, it's not what you're imagining...."
Passerby A said, "What did we imagine?"
I opened my mouth but didn't know how to start. In the end, I lowered my head, feeling utterly wronged, and continued to eat my food without talking.
Those two guys had some propriety in speech at last, since they didn't try to continue the topic any more. Instead, they started talking about something else, which I was very interested in, because it had do with Taehyung.
They were discussing about some school club matter.
The boys were discussing whether they wanted to Join Taehyung, who had formed a group for project to investigate the water pollution control process in a natural ecosystem. I looked to Taehyung excitedly and asked, "Senior V, can I join too?"
Before Taehyung answer, Jungkook cut in, "Nope, you're working with me".
Angrily, I asked, "Say who?"
Jungkook replied simply, "I'm the boss".
I couldn't say anything to that.
Fine, I'll admit that I'm a person who lacks integrity. Idols and whatever, they're fleeting. Most important was being well-fed....