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She was so beautiful.

Her hair was an icy grey tone, always perfectly styled and falling just above her waist. Her makeup was always done up perfectly, cherry red lipstick making her look all the more enticing. She seemed to be the only person who could look good in the school uniform besides Taehyung, the pleated skirt hugging her hips in all of the right ways.

No wonder he had taken a liking to her.

Taehyung's football jacket hung off of her shoulders, the fabric a few sizes too big for her - it would look like a dress if she zipped it up. Hyuna's words were correct, but Jungkook had been trying to act as if they weren't until now. She leaned against the taller boy's shoulder as he lounged against his locker, eyes trained on whatever he was looking at on his phone.

The beautiful girl, was Lee Chaerin; Taehyung's girlfriend.

From what Hyuna has told him about her, Jungkook knew that she was a sophomore just like him. She was the captain of their dance team, a cheerleader, and head of the yearbook committee. But above all, she had somehow accomplished the one thing that Jungkook knew he never could. A relationship with Taehyung.

She whispered something into Taehyung's ear with giggles leaving her lips, Jungkook watching as the red head's eyebrows shot up, a smirk making its way onto his lips. He whispered something back to her, before placing a light kiss against her temple.

Was jealously an appropriate emotion to feel when he never had a smidgen of a chance anyway?

It better have been, because that was the exact emotion that was coursing through his veins as he watched them. How has she done it? She was the same age as Jungkook, in the same grade. She should have had the exact same chances as Jungkook himself.

He quickly stopped that train of thought. That wasn't true. Her chances were world's higher than his. She was popular around the entire school, even seniors knowing her name. She was beautiful, she was funny, and she was everything that Jungkook could only ever dream to be.

"Hey, you." Jungkook looked up, eyebrows shooting up as his eyes rested on a friend that he hadn't talked to since the school year started. Min Yoongi had been in any of his classes this year, but he looked so different than how he had a year prior. The shaggy brown hair that he sported last year was replaced with a clean black undercut, his skin blemish free.

His school uniform was fitted to him well, as if it had been tailored to him. It seemed that a years difference could do some people extremely well. "We haven't talked in awhile. How've you been, man?"

"Good, you?" Jungkook patted the spot beside him, moving his afternoon coffee out of the way. Hyuna has stayed home sick today, so he was having lunch alone. "I haven't seen you since English studies last year."

"I've been good." Yoongi nodded, setting his backpack down and sitting next to Jungkook. "Remember Suran?" Jungkook nodded. How could he not? She was a senior that went to a different school, Yoongi becoming absolutely infatuated with her the moment she commented on one of his instagram posts. "We had a thing over the summer, but she's moving away for university, so we mutually decided to end whatever it was that was going on between us."

"Oh, shit, I'm sorry." Jungkook frowned, "It seemed like you really liked her."

"I did." Yoongi nodded. "I still do. But we still talk almost every day so it's fine." He sighed, Jungkook eyeing the silver earrings that adorned his ears. "How about you? Are you and Yugyeom still going strong?"

"We were never going strong in the first place." Jungkook chuckled softly. "We broke up, and I never realized until after that how horrible he was to me."

"I always remember you talking highly of him though." Yoongi's eyebrows furrowed, clearly confused on the new information. "He was like, your world."

"Yeah, but I wasn't his." Jungkook shrugged. "He lives in Seoul right?" Yoongi nodded. "Towards the end of the relationship he would always bring up girls and guys that he could get with there, he would hardly talk to me and then leave me wondering what I did wrong. He really fucked me up, for a good while there." Yoongi moved closer, wrapping his arm around Jungkook's shoulder and giving Jungkook a quick side hug. "As for a love life now, I'm not doing so hot."

"No one's caught your eye?" Yoongi questioned, Jungkook shrugging and looking down. "I know that look. Somebody has. Who?"

"If I tell you, you can't let anybody know." Yoongi scoffed, shoving Jungkook's shoulder gently.

"Who do you think I am? You know how many secrets you have about me that you could ruin my entire reputation with?" He laughed.

"Like how you and some senior from Coastside High hooked up behind a McDonald's?" Jungkook offered, Yoongi's face turning beet red at the words.

"Exactly." He fanned his face quickly in an attempt to get it to cool down. "So tell me. If I tell anyone, you have every right to spread that around the entire school."

Jungkook gulped, eyes darting over to Taehyung once more. His hair was messy today, the hair tie that held up his hair hardly doing its job as various strands of cherry coloured hair fell out of it and framed Taehyung's face. He had his hand around Chaerin's waist now, his thumb tucked beneath the fabric of her pleated skirt.

"Kim Taehyung." He spoke softly, shooting daggers at the girl who cling to Taehyung's side. The jacket that she wore told everyone exactly what was going on between them, a silent statement that the school's golden boy had been cuffed.

Yoongi's eyebrows shot up, a small smile being painted across his lips.

"Taehyung?" He asked, Jungkook nodding. "That boy's a gem." Yoongi glanced over in the direction that Jungkook's gaze was locked on. "Chaerin doesn't deserve what she has right now."

Jungkook was both shocked and confused by Yoongi's words, completely unaware that his friend was close with the boy that had unknowingly captured his heart.

"How would you know?" He asked, tearing his gaze away from the couple to study Yoongi's facial expression.

"My friend Hoseok, he goes to Coastside." He began. "Him and Taehyung are best friends, and Hoseok absolutely hates Chaerin. She's always fucking bossing him around, trying to stop him from doing the things that make him happy." He leaned back against the bench him and Jungkook sat on. "Taehyung is a free spirit, he's never indoors, always taking off on his skateboard for hours on end. Chaerin hates that, she thinks it's stupid. If he's gone for more than an hour, she's calling him, telling him that he better get at her house in less than ten minutes or they're over."

Jungkook's eyebrows shot up, looking back to the couple that was basically glued to each other. They looked so happy, to the untrained eye.

"Why is he dating her then?" He asked, suddenly not envious that she was flaunting Taehyung's clothes, but appalled. She didn't deserve it. "If she makes him so unhappy."

"Taehyung doesn't like breaking up with people." Yoongi sighed. "I'm sure you've heard that he goes through girlfriends like you do sneakers. It's not because he's the problem, they are. They paint an image of Taehyung in their minds that's false, and when he doesn't live up to their expectations they break it off." Yoongi huffed. "It's kind of sad isn't it? He's yet to find someone who can accept every single part of him."

Jungkook nodded, the words spoken being very familiar to him. He felt the exact same way. "However," Yoongi began, "Thats not what I wanted to talk about when I walked up to you."

Jungkook raised an eyebrow, silently prompting him to continue. "I miss when we used to hang out, and the weather is really nice right now. If you're free tomorrow, me and a few friends are going up to the skate park by the café near here. You should come."

Jungkook was always shy with his talents, only ever stepping foot in a skatepark if it was after midnight or before eight am, the only times when there was absolutely nobody there.

Yet still, he found himself agreeing. It was probably because he realized that he had missed Yoongi.

"Sounds like fun." He nodded. "Text me the details."

Yoongi nodded as the bell that signalled the end of lunch rang, bidding Jungkook a quick farewell before he made his way off to his next class.

Jungkook sat there, for a few moments still, pondering the information that he had just gathered. Taehyung wasn't happy.

Jungkook liked to think he could help him be.

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