You were at your locker, trying to focus on the books in your hand when your best friend Jungkook jogged up beside you, football bag slung over his shoulder, hair messy from practice.

"Yo Bella, you won’t believe how good Layla looked today at lunch. I swear, she smiled at me for like two seconds." he grinned, eyes sparkling.

Your stomach dropped, but you forced a smile, nodding. "That’s great, Kook." But deep down, you wished he’d look at you the way he looked at her.