I hate sport.

On second thought, no, I'm just really bad at it. Wether it's because I'm too clumsy or uncoordinated, I'm not really sure.

Whatever it is, I'll gladly take up any excuse not to participate in sports class, even if this means that I'm not being 100% honest all of the time.

I don't really remember what I excuse I found this time, but I ended up just staying on the side lines, while watching my classmates torture themselves on the track, in the pouring rain - yes, my sports coach is a merciless bitch.

While watching the other run, my thoughts wandered back to the events of the past day; the wolf in the forest and Jungkook's angry friend.

Talking about Jungkook, this bastard was doing way to good out there - the rain didn't seem to bother him while he ran down the track with infuriating speed and stamina. When he ran past me I couldn't help but to stare after him, noting how his white shirt clung to him like a second skin, or how he'd swept his wet locks out of his face carelessly, expression concentrated while he overtook the others as if it was nothing.

Looking back, maybe he was showing off on purpose, but what do I know.

While our teacher was explaining the next steps after the warm ups, I kept standing behind her awkwardly, not knowing what to do with myself, now that I didn't have a task at hand.

I was almost relieved when she - my teacher -  turned around to me, with a large box in her hand.

"Hey, Y/N," She huffed, "Can you quickly bring this inside? Here- I'll give you the keys for the storeroom, you know where to put it, right?"

I nodded silently, struggling to carry the big box while also taking the keys, which turned out to be impossible since both my hands were occupied with carrying the box.

"Wait, lemme help you!" I heard a way too excited voice call out behind me.

"Aw, what a gentleman Jungkook is." The teacher praised him, smiling pleased when the boy took the box out of my arms as if it weighed nothing.

I blinked surprised when I felt the weight being taken away, now only holding the keys.

"Lead the way Y/N," Jungkook said, addressing me informally, as if we were close friends or something - which I felt slightly offended by.

"O-Of course." I mumbled, having completely forgotten that he was new and probably didn't even know where the storeroom was.

Both of us were silent as we made our way back inside, the only sounds being our footsteps and the rattling of the keys in my hand.

I felt his eyes on my back, felt as if I had to say something to make the situation less awkward, but just couldn't bring myself to open my mouth, knowing that the words coming out would only end up being complete nonsense.

"Thanks." I said, after I'd locked the storeroom again, earning a chuckle from Jungkook.

"No problem, I somehow had to make up for the trouble Hyung caused yesterday."

I shook my head, "No, I really wasn't a problem."

We stood there for a moment, no one saying anything. You could even hear he droplets of water falling from Jungkook's soaked clothes hitting the floor.

Too late, I realized how my eyes had traveled down his chest, that was barely covered by his white shirt that was almost see-through due to the rain having completely soaked it.

When I looked up again, I startled slightly, meeting eyes with that scary, wide-eyed stare I'd seen before on his face already, his iris somehow shining in an ember shade.

I gulped, turning around quickly, "Well, let's get back!" I announced loudly, making the boy behind me flinch.

"Uh- y-yeah." He stuttered, quickly following me.

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Back then, when I'd stood there, in front of the store room, alone with Jungkook I'd gotten a really strange feeling.

It was a mixture between dread - as if all my senses were telling me to run - and a giddy excitement in my tummy, that made me feel curious in a way I couldn't really describe.

Whatsoever, I would soon learn to embrace that feeling, because I'd be having it a lot more often from then on.

It was break time after sports class, all of us happy to finally being able to be inside, away from the pouring rain (except Jungkook who seemed to enjoy this weather a little too much). 

I sighed when I stood in the girl's rest room, using the sleeves of my shirt to quickly rub through my wet hair carelessly.

I was shivering, the cold of the rain having slowly creeped into my bones. Maybe I just wasn't made for this kinda weather.

After having made myself look at least somehow decent I left the room, strolling down the corridors with no real destination.

Maybe I should visit Seungmin, I thought, he's probably in recess room doing homework or something.

Not expecting much, I thoughtlessly wandered to where I believed Seungmin to be, not expecting to the scene I now stumbled into-

"Dude, what the fuck. I didn't do anything." I heard Seungmin say in his usual mildly-bored tone.

"Oh, you didn't?" Dang, who would've thought awkward, confused Jungkook could sound so mad? "Just open your fucking eyes, next time, got it?"

"I- why are you so mad about this, I barely touched you!" I'd never actually seen Seungmin getting so defensive over anything. Just what happened?

"Yeah, right." Jungkook snorted, while straightening his back, towering over the older student, "Stop spewing bullshit, you shitty nerd. I fucking hate people like you."

"P-People like me?" My poor friend was getting more and more worked up each second, not used to being that directly confronted.

Jungkook inched closer towards the older, and I felt myself also move forwards, sensing a disaster coming.

"Mhm-" Jungkook began, voice sounding huskier now, "People who use their status and age to bribe girls into spending time with them."

What the-

ohh

so that's what all this is about

Unlike me, Seungmin did not understand why Jungkook acted that way, why he suddenly grabbed him by the collar and pulled him closer-

"Jungkook, stop!" I said, surprised by how steady and confident my voice sounded all of a sudden.

The boy immediately stopped, as if he'd been turned into stone by my words. Slowly, his fingers detached from Seungmin and he took a step back.

I frowned, equally surprised and confused at Jungkook's immediate and obedient reaction - just like Seungmin, who cussed while backing off quickly.

Jungkook still stood at the same place, still not facing me until I heard him say, "I- sorry-"

And then he twirled around, running past me in the blink of an eye.

"What the fuck, Y/N what was that about?" Seungmin, who was still recovering from the scene earlier spat out, "That fucker really-"

I didn't hear what he had to say, because my legs had suddenly started to move, making me follow the boy.

My feet echoed through the corridors while I ran after him, merely noticing how break had ended already and how I should probably go back to class.

I followed him all the way to the library, where I spotted him leaning with one arm against one of the shelves panting heavily - straight out wheezing as if he was having trouble breathing.

My first thought was that it had to do something with his health condition, remembering the asthma attacks I used to have when I was younger. But then I recalled how easily he'd run in class, how this activity hadn't affected him in even the slightest.

"Are you- are you okay.. Jungkook?" I asked warily, approaching him carefully.

"N-No-" His hand shot up, signalizing me with his palm up to stop, "I mean, yes, I'm fine, but- stop."

"What-?" 

"m sorry Y/N." He whined, still not looking at me.

I cocked my head to the side, approaching him curiously despite his demands not to.

And then it hit me. Full force. 

It was as if the air had gotten heavier, like a thick fog suddenly laying upon me, clouding my mind suddenly.

"uhm--" I said very intelligently, blinking up to the panting boy whose back was still facing me.

"Fuck you, can't you just listen to me." He growled now, "I said stop!"

"Eh-" I kept on blinking rapidly, trying to get rid of that sluggish feeling that overtook my brain.

I felt myself moving closer again, until Jungkook finally turned around, to stop me with both his hands stretched out to keep me in place.

I felt my mouth drop when I looked at his face.

Besides his expression of dread, or the sweat clinging to his eyebrows, there was a very prominent detail stunning me - his eyes didn't have their usual dark color anymore. They were ember colored. What the heck.

I must've looked very much shocked, with my mouth open and my eyes wide and I heard Jungkook whine again, the hands he'd used to keep me away from him now clawing into my shirt.

It was as if he had an internal struggle between pulling me closer and pushing me away, those yellow eyes zeroing down on me.

My hazy mind couldn't keep up, right now - if he'd decided to actually pull me closer, I probably wouldn't have done anything.

And then, just in the moment I felt his arms start to pull me towards him, it happened-

Two strangers - two boys whom I've never seen around, not even wearing our school uniform - popped up out of fucking no where, separating us harshly.

"No, Jungkook!" One of them hissed out, grabbing the boy from behind by hooking his arms under his armpits and pulling him away.

The other one took my right arm, also pulling me away, though he did so a lot more gentle.

"N-No, Tae, please I-" Jungkook struggled to get out of the other's hold, who seemingly had an iron grip on him.

"Sorry Kooks, but you aren't in your right mind right now." The one who was holding him hissed between gritted teeth.

Then he looked up, angry expression switching into an adorably cute smile, "Don't worry honey, we'll leave you alone now"- he pushed Jungkook towards the exit and added with a small growl- "And so will he."

As there was more distance put between us, my brain finally cleared up and I was able to recognized the absolute ridicule of the situation I found myself in, "What the actual fuck just happened?!"

The guy who had pulled me back snickered besides me, "Just try and don't think too much of it, I promise this won't happen again."

The he inhaled through his nose and grimaced, waving his hand in front of his face as if trying to get rid of an unpleasant scent, "You might wanna do something about this tho. Pup's got his stench all over you."

I watched in utter confusion, how the stranger put his hands in his pockets strolling after the two other guys as if nothing happened.

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y'all I wanted to watch break the silence but my friend left me hanging and went with someone else, oh to be me

xx