April 7th.

7th. This week's Tuesday; 2nd odd number of this week.

2nd odd number day of the week - Take candy jar labeled "Lamictal", eat one happy candy. Eat two happy candies if unhappy. Eat. Be happy. :)

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"She told me she couldn't come because her parents were out of town."

"Oh jeez, dude. You could've went still."

"Meh, whatever."

"Guess she wasn't satisfied last time."

Satisfied; pleased or content with what has been experienced or received. For example, when a girl isn't satisfied so she doesn't want to come anymore.

"Fuck you, man. I satisfied her more than enough, she's playing hard to get so might as well give it to her myself. Just watch me."

Correction: When a girl isn't satisfied so doesn't want to come anymore because she is 'playing hard to get', make her satisfied yourself.

"Young men, could you please save your inappropriate conversations for your personal time?"

The boys nodded, one boy finally took the seat behind the other boy and went on his phone. The teacher continued his lecture to the class, some listening attentively, some trying to fall asleep, some working on assignments from other classes.

This is diversity.

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Phys. Ed. Put blue shirt and black shorts. White sole shoes. Don't forget water bottle. Be happy.

"Since we have to share the field with Class 2E,
we'll be playing soccer. Class 2B vs Class 2E. Go!" The coach blowed the whistle.

The soccer ball was thrown and two boys from Class 2B got the ball.

"Nice pass, Joohyun!" The boy rad, kicking the ball, dodging two boys from Class 2E in front of him.

"Ay, pass it here, Joohyun! Pass it!" The boys caught up to Joohyun, almost taking the ball, however Joohyun attempted to his classmate, failing as he was tripped.

The ball rolled until it collided with white sole shoes and stopped. The boy with the white sole shoes looked down and saw the ball.

"Taehyung! Taehyung, run! Run!" Joohyun shouted from the ground.

The boy, Taehyung, continued staring down at the ball that hit his shoes.

"Taehyung!" Joohyun shouted. "What is he doing . . ."

Just as Taehyung moved an inch of his foot ready to kick, a sudden movement pushed harshly against him, causing him to lose balance and landing on the ground.

Whoever it was didn't stop as they continued running with the ball before reaching the outskirts of the goalies net, then passing it to the other boy from Class 2E who stood there and watched the scene.

"Oi, Kook! Shoot!" The boy with the black hair from Class 2E just looked at Taehyung, who was on the ground, grabbing at his knees. But none of his classmates seems to go help him up, they seemed hesitant, which the boy found it odd.

He kicked the ball to the side, away from the goalie net. The Phys. Ed. teachers reaching to blow the whistle, signalling the ball is out.

"Jungkook, what the fuck was that?" The boy who pushed Taehyung groaned out, with his teammates joined in with groans.

Jungkook shrugged. "Chang-nam, what the fuck was that? You play too rough, dude. You guys go on ahead without me." He yelled back, running towards the boy still on the ground.

" . . blue shirt and black shorts. White sole shoes. Don't for–"

"He—Hey, you. You okay?" Jungkook asked, helping up the muttering boy on the ground.

"–n't forget water bottle."

"Water? I'll get you water at the infirmary, okay? Here, grab onto my shoulder." Jungkook said, helping Taehyung wrap his arm around his shoulder, his own hand gripping onto the back of Taehyung for support.

"Can you walk?"

"Taehyung nodded, confused, staring at the male beside him in amusement.

The two boys finally reached the infirmary.

The school nurse turned to see them and looked at Taehyung.

"Oh Taehyung, here for your happ–oh my, what happened?" He asked, once noticing Taehyung entering the room, with Jungkook supporting his weight with his shoulder, his one knee bent, pushed forward.

"One of the boys played too rough and pushed him. Sorry, sir," Jungkook explained, letting the male nurse take Taehyung to lay down on the bed.

"It's really all fun in games until someone gets hurt," the nurse sighed. "It's all good, thank you for bringing him here, Jungkook. You didn't get hurt too, did you?"

Jungkook shook his head. "Nope, I'm good–But, is he going to be alright?" Pointing to Taehyung, who seemed calmer than he was before.

"Yeah, he'll be fine. He just needs a little rest, thats all," the nurse said. "I'm going to get some bandages for his knee from the office. You can leave now if you'd like." The nurse spoke, exiting the room.

Taehyung looked around the room, until his eyes landed on Jungkook once again, who looked back at him and smiled.

"Hi, we haven't, uh, met properly. My name is Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook from class 2E. You?" He smiled.

Taehyung stared a bit harder, before turning his eyes to the a nurse's certificate of nursery.

"Taehyung, Kim Taehyung, of class 2B." He spoke, not looking at the boy who had taken the chance to sit at the chair next to him.

"Well, nice to meet you, Taehyung. I'm guessing soccer isn't your thing, huh?"

The boy shrugged his shoulders.

"I'm sorry about Chang-min, I'll definitely tell him to play softer next time, it was just a game, and he takes it way too seriously. That guy . ." Jungkook clicked his tongue.

"Thank you." Taehyung gave a soft smile. "You're really, really nice."

"Yeah, I get that a lot. Well anyways, Taehyung, I'm gonna head back now before Chang-min claims another victim! I'll–I'll see you around then?" Jungkook got up and waved at the boy.

Taehyung wasn't looking at him anymore, his eyes were back on the nurse's certificate, he didn't reply either as the other awkwardly left the room.

"Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook. Class 2E. He'll see me around." He quietly said to himself.

"Jeon, Jungkook . . I am satisfied with you. I am going to satisfy you. See you around." He smiled.

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April 7th.

7th. This week's Tuesday; 2nd odd number of this week.

2nd odd number day of the week - Take candy jar labeled "Lamictal", eat one happy candy. Eat two happy candies if unhappy. Eat.

Meet Jeon Jungkook. Be happy. :)