"I don't understand you people..." I sighed as Jungkook and I walked down the street after school.

The bell had rung about twenty minutes ago, letting the students go free to do whatever they wished. After had ended, everyone piled out of the gym, except Yoongi. He was forced to stay behind to receive his punishment for knocking Jongin out with a spike. I was worried about him honestly, I didn't even know a grandpa like him could even make a move so bold. Even after it had happened, he acted like it wasn't a big deal, like it was something he did every day. It irked me to witness something like that. While Yoongi was held back, he told us not to worry about him, but how could we not? Sure I was new and didn't know him that well, but one thing was certain, he didn't need to do that. I could get my mind off of the thought.

Right now, it was just Jungkook and me walking home; everyone else lived in a different direction from us, so we had to go our separate ways. I was perplexed in a way to learn that Jungkook lived a block away from me, I would see him every morning when I walked to school. I wasn't sure how I felt about walking with him, today was like a rollercoaster with him. He could switch moods faster than a light switch, it was too much for me to keep up with. Just walking beside him gave me anxiety, what mood is he feeling? It only worried me more after I asked him that question.

I took a quick glance towards him and there it was, a smug grin tugging on his pink lips. He had that cocky mask on once again, and I could see the arrogance in his eyes. It made me livid to witness his mood change once again, could he not make up his mind about how he should feel for a long period of time? Jungkook took a large step towards me, almost pressing his side again my own. Our hands were almost brushing against each other, I wasn't even sure if he was going to hold it, or continue to tease me.

I didn't think of him like that, but from his demeanour he did. He was a boy of many faces, I guess all of us were, but he was the most complex person I have ever met. Given I've met very few people in my life, so he's on the top of the "People who I don't Understand" list, with Yoongi following behind him. I don't easily attach to people who I'm unable to understand, it just isn't in my nature. But I guess after learning more about them I do feel comfortable with them, but with Jungkook I don't feel that way.

"Why?" he asked in a silky smooth voice. "You've never met people like us?"
I sighed, shaking my head and trying to create space between us. Despite my efforts, he stuck to me like glue; pressing our sides together once again.
"Stop trying to be condescending," I spat trying to walk faster than him.
"I'm not trying to be condescending," he denied with an innocent voice, but I doubted it was sincere. "I'm simply asking if you've met people like us."
"The tone of your voice says otherwise," I shot back, dodging his question to my question.
"Oh come on Cherry~" he pouted, trying to catch my attention, catching up to me.
"Leave me alone you child," I scoffed.
"Last time I checked, I'm older than you," he smirked, poking my cheek.

I groaned, rolling my eyes. I'm seriously about to throw Jungkook onto the street, he may be older than me but I feel much more mature than him. An exasperated sigh passed my lips as I dropped my head to look down at my sneakers. He was more complicated than the last novel I read. As I was deep in thought, I suddenly felt my feet leave the ground. A built arm cradled my back and legs, making me yelp in surprise.

"Put me down you muscle pig!" I exclaimed, wiggling around in Jungkook's grip.

Jungkook chuckled, giving me an unexpected bunny smile. In less than five minutes, he went from smug to condescending, and now he's trying to act like a little bunny without any negative qualities. I crossed my arms over my chest, puffing out my cheeks with a bubble of air as Jungkook adjusted his grip around me.

Deep in my mind, I wondered how there weren't any people walking down my street. Someone must have seen Jungkook carrying me but the place was barren of any other people. I couldn't exactly say that people were going to see us because there were no people watching us! I couldn't believe I was saying this but, after a few minutes, I felt comfortable in his arms. I just couldn't accept it that it felt similar to my older sister's arms. The warmth, the beating of his heart against my ear, it was all too similar. It was incredibly weird, he acted nothing like my Unnie, yet their embrace was spot on. To be honest, the combined warmth of my hoodie, the sun shining down on us, and the heat of Jungkook's chest and arms was making me sleepy.

Unfortunately, I did fall asleep in his arms.