"If you like talking so much then come up here and do this math problem," Mr.Yun said grinning as Jungkook gulped.

You tried not to laugh at his misfortune, he had to do math? This was not going to end well...

Jungkook hesitantly stood up from his desk, biting his bottom lip with worry while you just tried not to crack up and laugh.

You giggled under your breath when he picked up the chalk, looking at the problem with a confused lost face. With a sigh you shook your head, some things never change.

"Uh....can I get some help? I was a little confused on this chapter...," he mumbled looking at the ground.

"Sit down Jungkook, next time keep your mouth shut and pay attention. You might learn some things that way, unless I need to move y/n...?" Mr.Yun said raising his eyebrow.

Mentally in your mind you prayed for Jungkook to just say yes sir and shut up, you didn't want to be moved away from him.

Jungkook swallowed his pride and nodded, "yes sir." He trudged back to his seat and sat down, quiet for the rest of the class period.

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Since this class was the last one you had, that meant school was out. You excitedly put away your materials in your cute cat backpack, already thinking of the sleeping in and no school for the weekend.

You waited for Jungkook to finish putting away his stuff, standing by his desk and tapping your foot impatiently. He had a grim expression on his face, that you didn't notice, and was roughly putting things in his backpack. You touched his shoulder lighting, he turned around and glared at you.

He put his bag over his shoulder and pushed past you, not saying anything. Making his way out of the classroom, leaving you standing there with your mouth open.

Why did he do that? You thought to yourself, angry and also even if you didn't want to admit it....a little hurt.

He was your best friend since when you moved to here from America. You didn't remember doing anything wrong...right?

You shook your head, embarrassed and humiliated in front of your classmates, how dare he? You rushed out, not missing Mr.Yun's apolitical face he was making at you, for some reason that made you even more mad.

You ran and caught up to him outside.
"Ya~what was that for?!" You yelled stomping your foot when he turned around to face you.

He rolled his eyes and pulled at his backpack sleeve. "Leave me alone y/n, your just like the rest," he said with an angry expression.

"The rest? What the hell are you talking about..," you asked truly confused.

He huffed and looked you in the eyes. "Laughing at me when I don't do things perfect cause supposedly to be famous you have to be extra smart. So what if I'm not?! That gives no reason for my ex best friend to laugh at me." He said with a sad shake of his head, his anger replaced by hurt.

Before you could say anything he turned around, jogging away, leaving you alone. Again! He didn't even let you talk!

You let out a frustrated yell and threw your bag on the floor, and stomping your foot again. A freshmen looked at you like you were crazy, you sure felt a little crazy.

"WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT? DONT YOU HAVE ANY MANERS FOR YOUR SENIORS?" You yelled out at him, as he hurriedly ran away.

Life was so complicated, why did yours have to always turn out like K-Dramas?

Wait...hold up.

Did he say EX FRIEND?!

A/N
This was actually made into a short story book, you can find it in my published works called If You Do check it out of you'd like ^^