The teacher called on Jungkook suddenly. “Jeon Jungkook! Solve problem number three on the board.”
The class burst into laughter. Jungkook wasn’t known for paying attention, and everyone expected him to fail. He stood, walking to the board with his usual swagger, but inside, he was annoyed.
He stared at the math problem, chalk in hand. His mind went blank.
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Behind him, Taehyung’s voice was soft but clear.
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taehyung
It’s the quadratic formula. Start by factoring
Jungkook glanced over his shoulder. Their eyes met for a split second, and Taehyung gave the faintest nod—like he already knew Jungkook would follow his lead.
Grinding his teeth, Jungkook wrote down the steps, pretending it was all his own work. When the teacher nodded approvingly, the class clapped.
Jungkook turned, smirking at Taehyung, but Taehyung was already looking out the window again, as if it hadn’t mattered at all.
For the first time, Jungkook felt something strange. Annoyance, yes—but also curiosity.
......Who exactly was this nerd?
And why did it feel like Taehyung was the one in control, even when he said nothing?......
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