jeongin is, or was your tutor. until he got tired of seeing inconsistent efforts when he poured his heart into teaching you, his best friend.

it was another wednesday afternoon when you walked home with jeongin. he was yapping about nerdy science and maths stuff, which you knew interested him. it's just, it never interested you as much, obviously. it was for an upcoming exam and you were zoning out and over-thinking because of it.

as the two arrived at his place, the first thing he did was to take out his textbooks. while on the other hand, you? your phone. which made jeongin frown at the sight as he walked over to his bed where you were at. you eventually gave in into his pleads and went on studying.

throughout the whole session, though - it was hard to concentrate. her main focus was on jeongin. she'd never realize how pretty his features were. she stared into those orbs of his. and the fact that he didn't bother to even ask why you were staring irritated you. but the fact that you weren't listening to him, was irritating him, greatly.

all your answers were guesses, which made him shake his head over and OVER again in disappointment. he was starting to think that maybe this wasn't such an idea after all.

"can you PLEASE concentrate..?"

he emphasized on the 'please' with his harsh tone. this side of him was.. rather scary.