Kwan Jiwon's POV

The class is ongoing. It's currently Maths. And my head hurts. What on earth does a variable mean? I completely forgot. Because of high school, a variable has been given a whole new meaning and I'd rather look for the meaning of love than the meaning of a variable. God, please save me from this madness.

As I was about to break down and tear my hair out in frustration, the bell finally rang, hearing my prayers. The gods and goddesses have prevented me from another humiliation. Honestly, I'm okay with humiliation, just not in front of these hot specimen next to me.

"Okay, class, hand over your papers as you go out, alright?" My mom said with a big false smile, as she props the papers on her desk neatly. Just why on earth my mom had to be a Maths teacher?

Everyone started standing up while I started on shading the blank circles and guessing. It's not like no one had done that, right? I mean, it's impossible that no one's ever guessed a test before.

As I was about to finish up, Jimin stood in front of me, his back facing me, while his paper was there, perfectly shown just for me. I looked in front of him. There was a long line because currently, Ai Minah, the class' nerd, is taking up too much time saying something is wrong with the choices Ms. Kwan gave. Oh well.

I looked up at Jimin who was also looking down at me and he sent a wink my way and I just giggled. I immediately erased all the wrong answers and I changed it to the ones he had. Who knows? Maybe he's actually a genius in a disguise of this K-Idol's body, am I right?

As I was copying, I think my mom's glance went my way and she sent me an evil smirk that is clearly saying, "you're in trouble, young lady."

That immediately got me to stop copying from Jimin's answer sheet and I tapped on him. He looked at me and I just raised my hand and gave a thumbs up to him, to prevent more misunderstandings from other. Or... Just to avoid and prevent tattletales.

The line finally dispersed and everyone was gone and soon, it was just me and my mom. The good ol' mom she is. I guess. Oh well, I'm in for a lecture.

Park Hyuna's POV

Ugh, why did Jiwonie have to cheat anyways? That Jimin gave her a hard time. Now I can't even eat with her. I hate him.

"You hate me?" Jimin's face suddenly popped out into my view that startled me. He looks satisfied enough with my reaction and he finally got out of that corner of the lockers he was hiding from and leaned on them, his hands crossed, eyebrows raised and lips smirking at me. "I don't remember being nice is now a crime."

Wait, I said that thought out loud? For the heaven's sake, why?! I mean, it would've been okay if he wasn't hiding there, it would be okay if someone else heard it but it was Jimin himself so...

"And why do you have no honorifics for me? I'm clearly older than you, younger sis." He claimed smugly and looked down on me. He's short but it's really a shame that I'm shorter.

Now it was my time to smile smugly at him with his blank expression. "Were you expecting me to have my eyes widen and be all like, 'ARE YOU, MY STEPBROTHER, THAT I NEVER HEARD ABOUT?!'"

Jimin just stood there, wordless as he stared at me. It seems as if he was also insulted. He was pretty dumb for making that remark and making that face as if he was expecting something big from me. I just chuckled silently and he neared his face to mine. 

"Don't mess with me."

I pushed his face away. "As if I ever wanted to."

***

Both Jiwon and I finally got to the cafeteria after waiting for a few minutes for her and I still can't get Jimin's smirk off of my mind. I mean, not because I like him but yeah, he's handsome and how can that face not get stuck in my head when it's been that near to me. His breath was literally caressing my cheeks. He also smelled like a very beautiful fragrant CEO of a cologne company.

"Hey, why are you so deep in thought today? I ain't used to it." Jiwonie asked, her mouth full of bland tasting cafeteria fried chicken.

I scrunched my face at her sight. "How are you not gaining any meat when your mouth is literally full right now? Heck, you eat more than how a hippo eats."

"Oh, shut up."

I shut up for a moment and both Jiwon and I savored our food, even though it tasted bland. Just a few minutes into eating,  Song Lee-An and a bunch of her minion-like girls came walking up to us. This is not going to end well.

Min Yoongi's POV

"Who's that girl that just approached Jiwon-ah and Hyuna-noona?" Jungkook asked as he takes in a spoonful of rice, soaked in some sort of soup that no one knows what. He cringed upon eating that.

I could barely care when the cafeteria suddenly became quiet and the passerby students whispered something like, "Lee-An is going at it again with Jiwon and Hyuna." 

I opened my eyes half-heartedly and looked at the table where the two of them were seated.

"Hey, Yoongi-ah, isn't that girl beautiful? Like the one standing that has her hands on her hips." Taehyung said, looking at the scene. Is he talking to me?

I squinted my eyes to see more of what's happening and when I did, I just saw Lee-An slap Jiwon. This got me to my senses and I immediately stood up from my seat. 

The other members looked at me and Jin-ah asked, "Yoongi-ah? Where are you going?" 

"Somewhere." 

After answering, I left the table and everyone gasped, thinking that I was probably going to the scene. Good thing I have my backpack with me, I should head over to Ms. Kwan.

***

"Ms. Kwan, do you have a pair of school uniform, the size of Jiwon?" I asked, trying to act coolly, even though I am a complete stranger to this family I am with right now.

She looked up to me. "Yes, I do, dear. Why though?"

"Um..." My eyes avert gazes from here to there, trying to think of an excuse. "She told me to bring her some."

"Alright, just be careful in putting it in your bag, it might get wrinkled." Ms. Kwan just winked at me and handed me over the uniform.

I neatly put it in my bag and headed for the cafeteria. When I was going there, I bumped onto Hyuna who was running around rashly. She seems to be looking for someone.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

She nodded, but she was too out of breath to answer. I held her wrist. "Calm down, Hyuna, tell me. Why are you running?"

"I-I was looking for Ms. Kwan, J-Jiwon she..." I stared directly into her eyes. She is panicking. 

I nodded and let go of her wrist. "Thanks."

After that, I immediately ran to the cafeteria where I saw everyone had their phones out, taking record of the scene. I scanned the area and there I saw both Jiwon and this girl so called Lee-An. She was cackling very loudly that got me irritated out of my wits. 

Then I saw it. I saw the reason why she was laughing. Jiwon was now drenched with the horribly smelling soup the cafeteria serves. Her hair was topped off with onion bits and some chicken cubes. I rolled my eyes, then I heard the six guys calling out to me.

I ignored their call and just went over to where Jiwon was seated. This time, everyone was gasping again and now their phone cameras were pointed towards me. 

I smiled upon reaching the table and I smirked. I laughed silently before I took out my camera. I pointed it at Jiwon first but making sure not to press the record button and said, "What a very... very... odd sight." 

"I know right, Yoongi-oppa? Isn't it just pitiful and wonderful at the same time to look at?" Lee-An added with a tone of superiority and flirtiness.

I took the attention of the people to my phone while I discreetly get a hold of another bowl of disgusting soup before finally pressing the record button and showered the soup on Lee-An. 

"O-Oppa... Why did you...?" She looked at her hair in disgust. Even smelled it then her face grimacing because of the smell.

"I can ask you the same thing." I rolled my eyes at her.

From my peripheral vision, I can see Jiwon slightly smiling at the sight in front of her. My camera continued on recording Lee-An.

"If you don't want it to happen to you," I took an onion slice from her hair, "then don't do it to others."

Then I threw the slice onto her face. 

I turned off the recording on my phone and I put it in my pocket. I firstly wiped my hands and took a hold of Jiwon's wrist.

"Let's go." And I pulled her out of the cafeteria.

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HIEEEEEE, Yoongi and Jiwon again. Even though I'm the author here, you probably don't know how much I fangirl at my own writings AHAHAAHAHAH. But anyways, thanks for reading, what do you think? Is Yoongi being smooooooooOoOoOOth????