Days passed by quickly until our Tokyo trip has started.

"Is everyone here now?" The teacher asked. It was obvious how stressful it was for the them since the students were so excited for the class trip abroad. And yes. I was excited as well. Though, I didn't show it. Dad was still there at the airport, telling me not to lose my passport and to not get sick. Things parents usually say. Jungkook and the other guys already arrived but there was one specific person I didn't see yet.

"Where is Taehyung?" I mumbled silently. We promised to sit next to each other in the airplane and I was hoping that he, at least, would be nice enough to keep his promise. Unfortunately, there was no sign of him even after 30 minutes. I looked at my phone, in case he left a message for me. But nothing.

5 minutes left until it was time to go to our gate and I started to give up. When we all were about to go, Taehyung suddenly appeared running to us.

"I'm sorry for being late. There was a huge traffic jam." He apologized, still breathing loudly.

"You were coming just in time. We were about to go without you. So, everyone is here then. Let's go." Mrs. Yang said.

Taehyung then approached me and without really knowing it my lips turned into a smile. Let's just say I was happy to have at least a person I like around me for that certain time.

"To be honest, I overslept." He whispered and I laughed. I suddenly noticed Jungkook shifting his gaze to me. As I looked back I could see his evil smirk again.

"YeonSeul?" Taehyung brought me back to reality.

"Let's go." I nodded and we continued going to the gate.

The most annoying thing is waiting for your flight. Since I didn't belong to the people with patience, it was especially hard for me. Everyone was laughing and having fun with others. Taehyung was with his friends and I just sat alone, listening to music and closed my eyes for awhile. But that didn't last long. I opened my eyes and saw Jungkook's face, inches away from mine. I held my breath and I wasn't used to this closeness. My cheeks felt suddenly hot and I finally harshly pushed him away.

"What are you doing?" I looked at him, still blushing.

"I saw you sitting alone and I wanted to be nice and hang out a little bit with you." He replied with a grin on his face. I glared at him in annoyance. I suddenly felt my heart beating like crazy as he came closer to me and I froze. I should push him away again. But this time, my body felt tense and I wasn't able to do anything against it. I realized how often this kind of thing happened to me because of Jungkook. But this time it was different. The hatred I usually felt when I saw Jungkook wasn't there. It almost disappeared. I cleared my throat.

"Well, you don't make anything better." He looked around realizing that almost everyone was watching us. And his disgusting smirk was there, again. No, it wasn't disgusting anymore. What is he doing to me?

"I'm a real view for them. Anyways, you should be happy for getting popularity because of me. I'm not doing this for everyone." I was getting popularity indeed. Though, the gazes and comments I get from the people aren't the nicest ones. Everytime I saw him, I knew trouble was coming. Thankfully it was time to get in the airplane so I can avoid the conversation with Jungkook.

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The flight didn't take long. Taehyung and I just listened to music and about 10 minutes later he doze off. Few girls in my class threw up a bunch of times and their faces looked so pale that the teachers had to take care of them which was probably a challenge for them since the girls were whining continuous, asking when they finally arrived. And about 30 minutes later, literally everyone was sleeping. And so did I.

Ladies and gentlemen, we have just been cleared to land at the Narita International Airport. Please make sure one last time your seat belt is securely fastened.

By that announcement I woke up and everyone was excited to finally see Tokyo. After a successful landing, I controlled my seat whether I left something. As it was time to show the staff our passport I slowly got nervous. It wasn't there where it should to be, so I hoped I mislaid it somewhere in my backpack. But even in my backpack there wasn't something even similar to a passport. Since I was searching my backpack and luggage all over again, I didn't notice that everybody else was waiting for me. However, worry was clearly written on my face so the teacher came to me.

''Can't you find your passport?'' Mrs Yang asked.

''Well, I.. I was sure it was there-''

''She can't even take care of her own things.'' RaHee commented.

''She's hopeless.'' A boy said. It was Jungkook's friend, Jin. If I had to compare Jungkook and him, I would say Jin is more worse. Yes, I do despise Jungkook but I feel like this slowly fades away. It was almost normal having Jungkook around me.

However, at that time I felt so small. It was such a sickening feeling experiencing the same thing everyday. I had many worries, but it was obviously not enough. This couldn't go on, so the teachers decided to go without me. Our teacher, Mrs. Yang decided to take care of me and she was talking with the staff and security.

"Mrs. Yang, I will stay by Yeon Seul's side." Jungkook suddenly spoke. By that I received a bunch of glares again. I looked at him in awe.

"I can stay here alone. No need to."

"This won't change my mind at all. You know you can't avoid me." He smirked. Well, it was true that I can't avoid him. He is everywhere. Taehyung suddenly looked at me, solemn. And I recalled what he said to me before.

Don't fall in love with him.

I still didn't get why he was saying that. Well okay, now I do a little. But I couldn't accept that. But how did he even come to that thought? It was still a puzzle for me. I gave Taehyung an ''I-will-be-okay-don't--worry-'' sign since I didn't want to drag someone into my misfortune.

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I felt awkward being alone with Jungkook. Mrs Yang was busy finding a solution for my clumsiness. Even though I wasn't sure if it really was my fault. But it would be plausible.

It was already getting dark outside and I was still trapped in this airport. I felt miserable because Mrs. Yang was wasting her precious time just because of me.

''Yeon Seul-ah. You don't need to worry. I will take care of it. But it's already late.''

''I will stay here with Yeon Seul.'' Jungkook said.

''Oh that's good. I have to go back to the class. I will be coming tomorrow morning again.'' And she just left before I could answer to what she said. It was already midnight and both of us were still awake. The lights were always on at the airport, so it would be hard for us to sleep by that brightness. Though, I pretty run out of energy after the flight and the worries. We didn't really talk or exchange words.

''Why are you doing this?'' I broke the silence first.

''Just because.'' He plainly answered. '' I felt the urge to protect you.''

My eyes grew large. I usually would be annoyed or disgusted by that. But right now, it wasn't like that at all. My heartbeat got faster and I kind of felt happy hearing that. Though, I knew that Jungkook was probably just joking or using me or whatsoever, I couldn't help it. As much as I know, these kind of 'symptoms' are signs of being in love with someone, (Yes I knew that, but I was denying those feelings) I didn't want this to happen. But the more I reject him, the harder it would be for me. I actually don't know how long I will be able to do that.

I knew this was a chance for me and I had to use it. Another 2 hours later, I shifted my gaze to my right. Yeon Seul's head was facing the ground and she embraced her knees tightly. She was probably asleep? I couldn't see that properly.

''Don't make me fall in love with you. Go away.'' She murmured silently. I was surprised by hearing that. At that moment I couldn't stop looking at her. I don't know why but it felt so wrong doing this. I actually shouldn't feel that way. If I was able to change my mind, I would ... I really would. She was the first person I've followed all the time. And I wasn't even aware of that. She was the first person I would worry about, beside my family.

She was the person who I really care about.

I still wasn't able to believe that she did all those things to me. Now, she didn't face the ground and she leaned her back against the chair, her eyes still closed. I looked at her closely. She wasn't actually ugly.

She was pretty.

''I'm sorry.'' I whispered.

I couldn't stop myself but pressed her lips against mine.

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-strabkiss