Jungkook is the popular guy at school. He was a Junior.

You were making your way around the school, running late for class. As you sharply turn the corner, you bump into him.

He grunts and coughs, the cigarette flying out his fingertips. He looks at you, raises an eyebrow and scoffs.

"Watch it," he says sharply, a look of amusement growing on his face.

"What are you, a freshman?"