"You okay?"

The deep, manly but mixed with worry- voice had caught my attention. It's him. I wiped away the salty drops dripping on the edge of my cheek and looked at him. His doe eyes looked prettier up close. His eyes. It was something. It hid something.

"Y-yeah. Sorry." "The lecturer asked me to fetch you.", he replied coldly. But it wasn't to the point where I wanted to get angry. I already knew that he used his cold aura as a shield. To protect himself. I nodded and started to gather myself. I headed to the door but the same voice stopped me from exiting the place.

"A-are you okay? L-lets stay here for a while hmm?",he stuttered. He stuttered. Even though he was cold and never spoke to me, he was willing to stay. By my side. And that was enough for me to trust him. I nodded and sat beside the black haired guy. There was silence, but it wasn't awkward.

"This is my spot.", he said, his doe eyes looking directly towards me, examining each and every crook of my face. "Umm, sorry for that too i guess?" "-but you can come here anytime." his words came to me as a shock. I never expected it. Not at that particular time atleast. "Thanks. You come here often?", he nodded and continued, "Just when I feel like getting away from everything."

Everything? Him too?

He left me wondering what makes him want to getaway. He was mysterious. But he made me comfortable.

"Lets go. I dont want to answer your stupid silly questions." There. Now he makes me want to kill him.

We leave the place and head to our class. The lecturer's eyes lingering on the door opening and then both our bodies standing. "Where were you Ms. y/n? You're late.", he asked. I already knew I was in his bad books. "I was in the washroom."

I looked at jungkook who was shocked at my immediate reply. Yup, i know i'm smart. Nobody could question me for using the washroom. That was the trick I've always used even in my previous school and it had always worked.

He rolled his eyes almost as if he knew exactly what I was thinking. Does he have any powers? How can he always manage to read my mind.

I got back to my seat, beside Taehyung who was looking at me worriedly. I gave him a reassuring smile, "It's okay. I'm okay."

Am I?

He placed his hand on my palm resting on my thigh. "I'm there for you. Remember that, okay?" we looked into each other's eyes, getting lost in the paradise feeling, which was for sure mutual. There was a spark. But I wasn't ready for it. "A-ahem.. okay. Thanks Tae"

I turned behind to find, Jungkook already looking towards us, but angrily?

Was he? But why?

I shook off the thoughts and started listening to the class. As if there weren't butterflies when Taehyung held my hand, or there's a slight chance that Jungkook might've seen it which made him angry? Maybe. Just a maybe.