Chapter 6: Relationship

As time passed by, I wasn't listening to the lectures and my mind just floats whatever air present until a voice snapped me out of reality.

"Miss Myung?"

My head snapped above as my eyes went wide, realizing that Dr. Simanta was trying to get my attention all along. With me being a startling animal, I immediately muttered 'sorry' leading the whole class burst into fits of giggles. My lips curved up in an awkward smile before fixing back my attention to the board, and my mouth went agaped at the sight.

With surprise and jaw dropped, my eyes landed at the seven attractive men, known to be the young masters who exactly act like they owned me. They were wearing a black fine suits paired with different colors of sleeves and pants.

"Just like what I said, the Y.M. class is here to take Miss Myung out for emergency purposes." Dr. Simanta exclaimed, announcing it to the whole class. The whole class just nodded or hummed in response.

"Please understand Eri's condition right now," Jin stepped up, facing the whole class before giving them a bow with the whole students squealing and squeaking like a bunch of pigs being squished.

Jin looked up at them and gave them his famous flying kiss causing the girls to burst into giggles before saying. "She needs medical attention right now. Don't worry, we'll just take her out for an hour."

The whole class immediately roared into yes's while his words left me confused.

Jungkook was the one who approached me on my seat as I just stared at him, dumbstruck by the scene they just caused. He shot me his bunny smile, extending his hands for me making my breath hitched back to my throat. The scene is honestly suffocating, in a good way.

I could hear whispers from the side of the classroom before putting my hands with Jungkook's soft palms. He intertwined my small hands with mine as he pulled me out of the class while the others just followed from behind.

Minutes passed, I never expected to be in the same room as them inside my room. Furthermore, never did I expect to have heated tension in the atmosphere as fluid from my mouth spits out across the room.

"What do you mean I'll sleep with him?!" I squeaked, eyes widened and stared at the seven hot men. Panic filled my eye as I heard one of them sighed. I glanced at Jin who was the one letting out a deep sigh.

He was explaining to me on how careless Jungkook was when I was sleeping right beside him last night. He was talking nonsenses like where do I want to sleep tonight, and to choose who I want to sleep with. I was freaking out just by the world sleep alone.

"Do I look like an object you could easily pass?!" I snapped at them as they shut their mouth in silence. They couldn't speak, they were speechless by my sudden outburst.

There's no way in heck I'm going to sleep with a man. Jungkook was just an exemption because the situation was just unexpected but how could they suggest this right now?

"It's not like I'm an object you could pass, right?"

Jimin huffed but soon softened up as he looked at me. "We're just doing this for your own good, princess."

"What is so beneficial for me to have one of you sleep with me?" I hissed, crossing my arms over my chest. For my own good, my ass. They stayed silent once again.

"Hyung," I looked at Jungkook who finally spoke and was silently the whole time. "Why can't she just be with me?"

"I told you Jungkook,you are certainly not going to sleep with her for a month." Jin acted so motherly, pointing his index towards the youngest. "You may be in a relationship together, but I can't leave her with you. She needs extra care since Mrs. Jo will be away for a while."

My jaw dropped hearing what Jin said, and made me froze in state.

I'm in a relationship with Jungkook?

What the heck? My expression fell with Jungkook who frowned, lips turned down. I watched the rest trying to comfort him.

"Don't worry, Jungkook." Namjoon said, letting out his dimples while patting Jungkook on his shoulders. "It's only a month."

Hoseok came forward, explaining to Jungkook. "We are going to take care of her. We are responsible of her."

"Nothing will happen, Jungkook." Yoongi said reassuringly.

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Wait. So me and Jungkook are basically in a relationship? I'm his girlfriend? I could even feel my heart pound just by the thought of it. What is this that I'm feeling right now? Why do I feel so weird out?

"Le Eri-ssi, are you alright now?" Meyah asked out of curiousity and concern. I could really tell that she have that really kind nature within her soul. I just nodded my head while I blinked twice, out of my thoughts. I'm glad we still have 10 minutes break until next class comes.

"Can I ask you something?" I furrowed by eyebrows as Meyah nodded. "Why are the seven boys not in the same class as us?"

"Seven Boys?" Meyah raised her eyebrows and cooed as soon as she realized what I meant. She shakes her head as she simply replied with a blunt. "They don't study with us."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, the young masters have a different room." Meyah shrugged. "You've heard about Y.M. class being mentioned by Dr. Simanta, right?"

I hummed and nodded in response. Meyah took a deep breath. "Y.M. Class consists of those seven boys only."

"Really?!" I choked my own saliva making Meyah giggle as she tilted her head.

"I guess it's back to top, right?" Meyah smiled. I guess she meant me going back to knowing stuffs that I once did. "I keep on forgetting you lost your memories. So I guess you can ask questions all you want."

I smiled back before grabing my phone that vibrated just right now. Wait. I had a phone? Feeling as if my breathe goes back to my mouth, I feel so suprised to see a phone that I've never seen before.

What kind of phone is this?!

I flipped it around and written on it was iPhone inches below the apple logo with bite.

I've never seen such phone before.

"Meyah, can you teach me how to use this ph-" I stopped my tracks when I realized my index finger turned the power button on, and thumb unconciously slides the screen. I froze as what I just did.

What did I do?! How?!

I glanced at Meyah in confusion and a little fear was evidently written on my face as she raised her eyebrows waiting for me to speak up but I just shook my head, mumbling nevermind.

Without me being aware, my hands just did the job of opening the iMessage and clicked the message from M.YG, whom I don't know who.

M.YG

mine is room 112.

As soon as classes finished, I found myself in front of Min Yoongi's bedroom.

And I didn't even know how.