Jungkook

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  SMACK

  I threw my phone against the wall.

  BEEP BEEP BEEP

  God damnit, shut up!

  I stand up from my bed with a groan and head towards the wall that I threw my phone at, turning off the alarm. "I'm awake, are you happy?!" I yell at my phone. If anyone saw me yelling at the air, they'd think I'm crazy.

  I throw my phone on my bed and make my way to the bathroom and shut the door. I look at the mirror at myself and I stare. I stare for longer than I could possibly imagine, just looking at my face. What color is my shirt?

  Wait, Mr. Kim gave me a color book! I run over to my bag and unzip it, revealing the book I was given. It had "Colors" written across it. Wow, what a creative book name.

  I head back over to the mirror and open the book, revealing many colors. Damn, how many are there? I scan the book and look for the color of my shirt. It says Blue. So my shirt is blue. This is blue.

  I look at my shirt in the mirror for a few seconds and then I look at my shoes. They have blue stripes on them. Blue, blue, blue. I look at my eyes and see the really dark, but not black color. What's that?

  I scan the pages again and come across brown. Wow, this is what brown looks like? Really? Okay.. my eyes are brown. Brown, brown, brown, bro-

  "Honey? Are you getting dressed for school?" I hear my mom yelling through my door.

  "Y-Yes mom! Just finishing up!" I yell back.

  Right. School.

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  As I walk around the school, I see many blue and brown colors. I mainly see the color in other people's eyes. Most people that I see have either of those colors. I think that the blue ones are more rare than the brown, though. Almost everyone had brown. I think that blue is prettier on all of these people than brown.

  I go to the bathroom, using it, and then began to wash my hands. While I was washing my hands I noticed something. Why does the faucet water have no color? I've never heard of something with no color..?

  I take out the book and look for a 'No color' color. I don't come across anything at all.

  "What are you doing?" I hear from behind me. I turn around with my book in my hands, facing the person. Yoongi.

  I change my mind about blue eyes being prettier than brown. That was like so ten minutes ago, because now that I'm standing in front of Yoongi as he stares at me with his beautiful brown eyes, I can't believe I even thought that blue was prettier than brown.

  His eyes are so pretty and.. brown.

  Why am I being so dramatic merely because of eyes? And Yoongi's eyes to be more precise. His eyes are really, really beautiful, but why do I like them so much? Why do I like looking into them as he stares up at me?

  "S-stop staring." Yoongi stutters and looks down at my book. "What's the book for?" He asks me. I held it up so that he could see the title, not being able to speak.

  "Colors?" Yoongi questions. "Why do you need a book for colors?"

  "Why do you care?" I ask him kind of harshly, hiding the book behind my back. Why am I so defensive? It's literally just a book. Yoongi looks me up and down with disbelief and he shrugs his shoulders with a frown.

  "I guess I don't." He says, walking out of the bathroom with no emotion.

  Damn, why was I so mean? And for no reason..? whatever.

  I put my book back in my bag and head to my first class, Music. I could've walked with Yoongi to class but I guess not anymore. Maybe I should apologize?

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Yoongi

  Who the fuck does he think he is? I asked one simple question, and that dumb jungcock gets an attitude? With me? Does he know who the hell I am? I could pounce his muscular ass into the ground easily.

  Okay maybe not, but.. He upset me.

  I was going to ask him if he knew I was his soulmate. I was hoping for.. you know.. not that shit that he pulled, but something more.

  I realize that Jungkook is really cute, and I realize that he's boyfriend material and that he's just perfect in general, but does he fucking realize that he also sucks major ass?

  I mean I seriously asked one question, just to get attitude?.. Hell no. Two can play at that game, and I love to play games. Junglebook, you're going down in your own game.

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  I was sitting in class, ready for Jungkook to come in and ready to beat his ass but when he walked into the room, he was with my best friend.

  "Hoseok?" I say as my eyes popped out.

  "Hey Yoongs, can you let Kookie sit there for a while?" Hobi said to me, causing my heart to drop. "We're working on something for math."

  "B-But what about music?" I stutter, but still standing up and walking to the desk that Jungkook previously sat at.

  "I just need to do the choreography and I can't do it in here, so I'm doing math." Hobi says as he sits and begins talking to Jungkook who barely even glanced at me. So much for soulmates, what the hell?

  I frown and sit alone at the desk, staring at my feet with a pout. "What's wrong?" I hear Taehyung ask me as he sits behind me.

  "Nothing.." I sigh lowly and look back at him. "Life does suck, though." 

"True that." Tae said and smiled at me. He pinched my cheek and caused me to blush. "Don't worry, I'm sure Hobi won't ignore you for long." He winks at me and I look at Hobi who was in a deep working trance on his paper.

  I look over at Jungkook who was staring at Hoseok. What in the actual hell is going on here? I'm his soulmate. I'm the reason he had the color book, not Hoseok. Does he know that? Does he even have feelings?

  "Did Jungkook mention finding his soulmate?" I whisper to Tae, causing him to choke on his apple juice. He looked at me with wide eyes and gulped.

  "M-Maybe, why?" He asked me.

  "Just wondering." I say with a fake smile on my face. Jungkook obviously has found out that he found his soulmate. But.. He doesn't know it's me, does he? He thinks it's Hoseok..

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