Taehyung ate as much of the chicken as he could and gulped down all the milk.

He hadn't spoken to anyone yet, but sitting beside Jungkook gave him pleasure.

He got up from his seat, about to throw away his leftovers, when Jungkook stopped him.

"You're leaving already?"

Taehyung just looked at him.

"Yeah. I've got some stuff to do," he lied.

Jungkook nodded.

"Ok. Before you go though,"

Taehyung's attention was grabbed,

"can I have you iMessage or phone number or whatever?"

Taehyung was confused.

"W-what?"

"You know. Something where I can call or text you."

Taehyung still didn't understand.

"Mine?" He pointed at himself.

Jungkook laughed.

"Yes, you goof. I need something to reach you from if we're working on the math together."

Right. Math. Why else would he want my number?

"Yeah, my number is *** *** ****."

Taehyung watched as Jungkook inserted the digits into his phone.

He looked curiously at the contact name.

Taehyung Kim

He frowned.

He saw Jungkook type something.

Taehyung's phone buzzed.

He took the device out of his pocket and read he message:

Unknown
yo it's me jungkook 🙊