#the late afternoon exam schedule has be procrastinating hours before exams

[siddheshmm]

week of march '24. studying for midterms got real.

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[weirdinternettrash]

how to cram and last minute study without dying

So I see a lot of studyblr tips on good study techniques and that’s great! they are tried and tested ways of getting information into your brain, without making you hate yourself and the subject you study. But what if it’s too late? what if you put off revising for too long because your demon brain wouldn’t let you focus? what if you missed a load of class for whatever reason and are really far behind and trying to catch up and it’s all too much at once and you have an exam tomorrow oH GOD? or what if your deadlines just crept up on you like little ghosties in the night? whatever your reasons for doing last minute intense studying, here’s how to do it without dying.

1) HOP TO IT: even as i write this I am putting off studying for an exam tomorrow morning. I have not studied enough for it. I need to do so much work. I am not I am here. someone tell me to stop. please. this is half advice half a callout post to myself but please for the love of all things holy you need to stop procrastinating RIGHT THE FUCK NOW and prioritise. Do a past paper. find the stuff you don’t understand and get going. your exam is tomorrow, but if you start now it’s not too late.

2) TAKE BREAKS: everyone will tell you this, but here’s where what I will tell you differs: don’t schedule them in, don’t set yourself a routine. work until you run out of focus and motivation and then take a walk. go talk to a friend. eat something.

A really effective way of regulating your time I find to be use water. I fill up a 750ml bottle of water, which i sip as I study. I then have o take regular breaks as I either run out of water and have to get up and refill my bottle, or i have to pee. Either way i have to get up and walk around and go to a different room. It has the added bonus of giving me breaks with a very defined finite time, with limited opportunity to get distracted and end up wasting lots of time. It also has the added bonus of helping me...

4) STAY HYDRATED. please. just trust me it really makes a difference. you could be running on 20mins of sleep for all i care but if you’re hydrated you will feel so much better. and while we’re talking about this, please try and avoid caffeine as much as you can. and definitely no alcohol or drugs. but please don’t have too much caffeine. it won’t help i promise. it’s so tempting but it’s also really temporary and then you just end up having more and more and suddenly you’re trying to sit an exam and your hands are shaking and your eyes are blurry and you really need to shit. it’s not a great feeling.

5) EAT FULL MEALS (and try not to snack): it’s very difficult when you’re in the throes of studying but eating full hot meals at regular times will help keep you sane. snacking is great, but try to maintain regular eating patterns and  balanced diet as much as possible. buddy up with friends/flatmates/etc to set up a rota (more on this later). but try and have a proper hot meal at least once a day.

6) TAKE ADVANTAGE OF EVERYONE: have smart friends? study with them. ask your teachers/professors/lecturers/tutors/other academic staff EVEN ONES YOU HAVEN’T MET. Make use of every textbook/youtube channel/website/etc that you can access. trust me.

7) COMBINE POINTS 5 AND 6: set up a study group. meet in the afternoon. spend a few hours working. each of you brings an ingredient for a simple meal. you all cook and eat together. after eating, do a little more studying/watch a film/tv show. this will get you to a different place, help focus you, help you answer any questions you have and also makes sure you get fed and have some social time.

8) ON THE TOPIC OF ALL NIGHTERS: I will not tell you not to pull them. it would be hypocritical of me. we all do it. but here’s how to do it and survive. Eat and stay hydrated. avoid caffiene. never more than one in a row, never more than two in a week. NOT THE NIGHT BEFORE AN EXAM, OR EVEN THE NIGHT BEFORE THAT. if your exam is on monday, you should get a full night’s sleep on sunday night and on saturday night. you do not wan to be tired in an exam. avoid all nighters at all costs. THEY ARE A LAST RESORT.

thank you for coming to my ted talk. please take on board some of this advice. i have made (and continue to make) these mistakes so that you don’t have to. please add on your tips and advice, and please look after yourselves this exam season. go outside and see daylight occasionally.stay safe. you’ve got this i believe in you. I’m no studyblr but i do study and therefore im qualified to give you this unsolicited advice. im now going to study for this bastard maths exam that i am woefully unprepared for. i love you.

#studying #study tips #studyblr #all nighters #i am so tired #i need to study #please someone tell me how to maths #I need help #advice #exam season #long post #about me

[youreawizardharr]

Cradlesona Event: School Days AU

[the image used can be sourced here.]

Welcome to Milreth

Name: Milreth Academy

Location: Central Quarter

Emblem: Two Staffs Clashing

Motto: "Ever Progressing."

Headmaster: William Latton

Academy Hours: 7:30 a.m - 4:30 p.m

Office Hours: 6:20 a.m - 6:20 p.m

Lunch Hour: 12:30 p.m - 1:15 p.m

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My piece for the Cradlesona AU event

Tagging: @lovingsiriusoswald

The uniform below can be found right here.

The uniform Eirene has worn since she attended Milreth Academy as a first year student. She always wears the jacket during class hours, and takes it off during breaks.

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"Hold fast to dreams,

For if dreams die

Life is a broken-winged bird,

That cannot fly."

Basic Information

Name: Eirene Beverly Chapman

Age: 20

Date of Birth: July 9th

Bloodtype: AB

Gender: Female

Height: 5'3"

Weight: 127lbs

Occupation(s): The Classicists

Affiliation(s): Milreth Academy

Alignment: Neutral Good

Item(s): a lanyard with her student ID

Academic Information

Year at Milreth Academy: Second Year

Academic Club: House of Arts

Choice of Course: Art & Design

Major: Fine & Studio Arts

Degree Needed: Master's Degree

The Overview: The coursework of a studio and fine art degree typically focuses on the branch of art students choose, such as painting, sculpture, illustration, animation or performance.

Favorite Subject(s):

Reading

History

Literature

Language Arts

Least Favorite Subject(s):

Mathematics

Science

Grade Point Average: 3.8

Academic Credits: 390

Studying Habits:

Eirene prefers a quiet enviroment to study for exams, complete homework or class assignments, practicing with drawing on paper, painting illustrations.

She sometimes organizes study sessions for upcoming exams or class projects (to which she deems important for social interactions, boosts friendships, and helps others in areas they have a harder time with). Eirene usually studies with almost everyone, but studies with Harr and Loki mostly.

Eirene has an exceptional memory, so she doesn't have to write down everything she needs to do or to get.

Her sleep schedule varies at nighttime, mostly because of projects, assignments, writing essays, or exams.

She makes sure to eat healthier snacks.

Student History:

Eirene received a perfect attendance award for never missing a day, or being marked as tardy for being late to class.

A painting she did of the garden in the Civic Center was auctioned at a museum for an extremely high price.

She has wrote several short stories which were published and sold at bookstores across the Central Quarter.

Student Life:

Eirene doesn't have much of a social life, meaning she isn't the partying type, and likes to spend her time wisely by being productive than some of her friends.

She loves going to Milreth's enormous library, but avoids the cafe because it gets overly crowded during exam days.

Eirene enjoys taking long walks or jogging along Milreth's huge courtyard.

Whenever inspiration strikes, she loves drawing, writing, or painting whatever it is that catches her interest. Eirene usually submits these pieces for classes.

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Relationships

Harr Silver ;

Harr is a third year student at Milreth Academy. However, he and Eirene are taking two completely different courses. With Eirene having chosen art & design, majoring in fine and studio art, where as he's taking a course on engineering, majoring in architecture. The two are constantly busy, but always find the time to spend together.

Eirene leans forward, continuing to run the tips of her fingers through black tresses. "Hey, Harr?" Her inquiry is murmurered, but the man in question hears her, humming to confirm he heard her. "Want to come over for a study session? You can bring Loki along, if you feel uncomfortable being alone with me." Harr opens his visible eye, staring up at his girlfriend of two years. "W-What do you need help with?" He looks away from her, a blush blossoming onto his face. "Are you having problems with math again, Eirene?"

She stops playing with his hair to stroke his reddening cheek. "You know I've never been particularly talented with mathematics, Harr. But you seem to have no issues with figuring out complicated math problems, am I right?"

The third year student sat up, shifting to address his lover. "I can help you in areas you have the most trouble with. If I have issues with drawing and maping things out, I know you will help me. We balance eachoth--- Eirene cuts him off, pressing her lips against his. Pulling away, she smiles happily. "You know I'll do anything for you, right, Harr?"

Loki Genetta ;

Loki is a first year student at Milreth Academy. He decided to take a course on business, majoring in business management & administration, minoring business sales. Loki wanted to take a course on business, so that he can work closely with Harr. Hoping that, when the two of them graduate, they can open up their own business in Cradle.

Eirene and Loki always hang out together on weekends or through group study sessions. If Harr is too busy, Loki will help Eirene with her standardized homework, and even allows her to practice drawing illustrations of him and watch her paint them, afterward.

Loki procrastinates completing his work alot of the time, making Harr lecture him about the importance of his education and that working hard will pay off once he graduates, even reminding Loki about them opening their own business in the Central Quarter, which inspires Loki to complete his work.

"Loki, have you completed your homework?" Harr inquired the pink haired teen, scrubbing a filthy dish with a soapy sponge. "Have you even started your class project? You know, your paper is due next week." Loki silently toys around with his unfinished dinner, causing the tips of the fork to scrap against the glass. "Eirene is writing my paper. And before you start nagging, she offered to write it for me. She said she wanted to practice writing, so I agreed in exchange for doing her math homework for her. I hate writing, you know that. I believe this is fair."

Harr rinces the plate once he finished scrubbing, setting it down in the dish rack. "Your education is important. I've told you this countless times. Both of you should be doing the work yourselves, so that you can learn to accomplish in areas you're weak in." The third year student grabs another plate to scrub. "Do you want to open up a business with me once you graduate from the academy?" Loki stood up from the table to scrap leftover food into the trash with his fork. "I do want to open up a business with you, Harr. I thought this course would be fun, but it's not fun. There's too much work involved." A sigh escapes from Harr. "Loki, you have to work for what you want. Life isn't going to hand everything to you. If you want to open up a business with me, work hard to achieve it. I will support your dream."

Loki ran up the stairs to his room, the sound of the door slamming shut echoing throughout the house. Harr returns to washing the rest of the dishes, making a mental note to lecture Eirene at a later date.

Seth Hyde ;

Seth is a third year student at Milreth Academy. He decided to take a course in art & design, majoring in fashion & apparel design. He wants to be a fashionista, and expand his experience in the fashion industry of Cradle. Seth is confident in his ability to design fashion wear for women.

Eirene and Seth met by accident one afternoon (during break, to be more precise), becoming good friends with one another.

"You made a mistake." Eirene pointed out, gesturing toward the mistake Seth made. The man let out a shriek when he noticed the mistake. "How can this be?! I was certain I drew the curves correctly!" Smiling, Eirene takes the artbook from him, using her own pencil to erase the mistake and correct it. "No worries." She handed the drawing book back to him. "My name is Eirene Chapman."

He grins, placing the artbook down beside him. "My name is Seth Hyde. Want to be friends, Eirene? We can bond over artwork."

The two of them mostly hang out during breaks, sharing their drawing techniques, offering advice about improving styles, etc. Seth and Eirene brainstorm color palettes, and Seth watches Eirene paint his designs.

Jonah Clemence ;

Jonah is a third year student of Milreth Academy. He decided to take a course in art & design, majoring in drama & theater art. He's confident with his performances on the stage, and wants to be a famous, talented actor of Cradle. Eirene met Jonah when she was tasked to help set the stage for an upcoming event the academy planned for.

"This goes against my aesthetics." Jonah remarked, taking Eirene's artwork and throwing it on the floor of the stage. "Make it better." The second year student kept her mouth shut, feeling her eyes sting with unshed tears. Seth came up besides Eirene, picking up the scenery illustration she made. "What do you know about aesthetics, Cling of Hearts? I believe Ei did a fantastic job painting this piece. Do you know how many hours she's worked on it?" The fashion designer scolded the young actor. "Do you?"

The Queen of Hearts scoffed, regarding Seth with disdain. "No, but I don't care. Everything has to be perfect for this play, since I have the lead role. Second best is not an option."

Eirene forces a smile, reaching down to pick up an opened can of paint. "You think my work is second best? I put my heart into everything I draw, paint, and write. If you wanted someone better, then you shouldn't have wasted your time asking for MY help." She dumps all the paint on Jonah, throwing the can off to the side once there's nothing left, storming off the stage, leaving a shocked Seth and an angry Jonah behind.

#ikemen revolution #school days cradlesona #my writing #cradlesona au event #jonah clemence #seth hyde #harr silver #loki genetta #hopefully this is all right 😅

[crapitskizaru]

Strawhats+ in College!AU

AU for the straw hats (plus law and kid) in Greek life? 

Warning: long ass post + i can’t quite imagine luff in college

Zoro-ya (Police Officer)

🤯 “Just give me some booze and I’ll make it.”

🤯 seriously, this guy’s lost 99% of the time, whether talking figuratively or literally, both will be correct 

🤯 he needs the first few months in college to create a certain routine for himself and all of his classes, as well as adjust his Nap Schedule - it’d be so irritating for him whenever he can’t get a grasp out of the situation or simply forgets which lecture he’s supposed to attend, but he shifts to a total-chill attitude halfway through the semester 

🤯 which usually means showing up at a 9AM lecture with a mug of coffee in one hand and a sports magazine in the other - since he can’t focus on whatever the professor’s saying, even if he tries, he might as well do something productive with his time 

🤯 contrary to his lectures, he has 100% attendance on every kind of party going around the campus and quickly earns himself a reputation of the guy who never blacks out 

🤯 cares more about the nearest gym opening hours than his studying schedule, although he doesn’t neglect it completely

🤯 he studies best in his dormitory - that is, provided he doesn’t have loud roommates - or in a cafeteria, where it’s relatively quiet, but not quiet enough for him to fall asleep 

🤯 ends up with a Criminal Justice degree and a major in Law Enforcement 

Sanji (Beauty Salon Worker)

😱 “How can you help me? Push me down those stairs, please.”

😱 so overwhelmed, since he has to reconcile his job and lecture attendance 

😱 due to his blood family giving zero shits about his education or future, he’s on his own - and he still somehow makes it, although not without having a mental breakdown every weekend 

😱 (credit to the cute anon) Sanji was eligible for a scholarship but because he's officially a Vinsmoke, his biological family is too rich for him to get one, even though they don’t provide any support, let alone a financial one; he probably has a massive debt as well

😱 whenever he’s not at work and can’t even think about studying, he attends all those wild parties in order to create some bonds and find his drinking buddies 

😱 has great time management skills, thanks to all of his struggles, and keeps up with his college budget - unfortunately, the most probable situation is that he’d be the only person he can actually rely on 

😱 however, it wouldn’t stop him from putting himself out there whenever he’s got a chance; after all, the love of his life may be waiting for him just around the corner 

😱 because he’s stressed out of his mind most of the time, he indulges in various addictions that may not be good for his health but at least provide the tiniest bit of calmness in his hectic schedule; whether it’s plain cigarette-smoking or excessive drinking, or even having sex with strangers just to get himself off and have an illusion of being cared about, he does it all without a blink, since that’s what keeps him going 

😱 provided that he finally finds the time to study, he’s actually quite a fast learner - mostly in the silence of a library or in his own flat 

😱 has a major in Cosmetics 

Nami (Childcare Worker)

😈 “You’re already drunk? Good luck with that, pal.” 

😈  just like Cersei, Nami’s not really into this whole sisterhood deal if she doesn’t know the people well - with the exception of Robin, who might be her one, true bestie, she doesn’t necessarily put much effort into strengthening any bonds 

😈 she somehow has a great GPA, even though she attends more parties than lectures - but with her natural charms and wits, she’s able to convince pretty much anyone just how good of a student she is 

😈 even though she likes to keep a safe distance from people, she enjoys partying and getting to know her colleagues; it’s always fun to prey on those who had the misfortune to black out as the first ones 

😈 when she actually decides to show up to a lecture, her outfit needs to be on point, otherwise she wouldn’t feel comfortable at all 

😈 regarding the time she dedicates for studying - it’s usually during the afternoon in the library, since she hates when someone disturbs her focus; her notes have to be highlighted and organized, that’s what gives her peace of mind 

😈 ends up with a major in Psychology 

bonus: 

Usopp (Graphic Designer)

😱 “I have, like, three dollars for the entire week.” 

😱  stressed out of his mind 

😱 he knows the only person he can blame that on is no one other than himself, due to his advanced skills in procrastinating or simply not being able to focus on work when he needs to, thanks to his ADHD 

😱 stays up late - not for assignments, which he manages to bullshit his way through 10 minutes before they’re due - but to watch old vines compilations, a guy who felled a tree with a chainsaw made of paper, detailed descriptions on how hydrogen bombs work or the entire playlist of Crash Course on world’s history 

😱 at first may have a hard time bonding, but once everyone notices how good of a friend he is, he certainly won’t have any problems regarding social life or party invitations 

😱 the boy’s on his phone almost all time - whether to keep up with his exploding social media or read a random article he accidentally clicked on; he’s also known for sending snaps in the middle of his lectures or tweeting about campus life and its most up-to-date gossip

😱 he studies most effectively when with a group of buddies - usually in the campus cafeteria; loves to keep his notes as colorful as possible, but he doesn’t really care for aesthetic 

😱 naturally, majors in Graphic Design

Chopper (Elementary School Teacher)

😵 “Omg, I’m going to fail this exam.” *gets 92%*

😵 i don’t really agree with Oda on this whole teaching deal - I think it’s obvious he’d go to med school to become a doctor 

😵 one of those students who study really hard and it pays off, but he still stresses out everyone around him 

😵 has perfect lecture attendance, because he actually enjoys listening to the professor; also asks a lot of questions regarding topics he doesn’t understand at first

😵 quickly makes friends, due to the whole year coming to him for explanation regarding various fields in the syllabus, or to just simply study with him - somehow, his aura of pure focus and concentration beams down on those around him

😵 could get a slight coffee addiction, since he tends to study during the night 

Robin-chwan (Cabin Attendant)

☕ takes surprisingly huge amount of joy in making up fake exam dates and then scaring her fellow colleagues with it

☕ what she’d prefer is simply studying on her own with piles of books stacking up all around her - she doesn’t need someone to explain a certain topic to her, she does it well enough on her own 

☕ therefore, she’s not a huge fan of attending lectures, although she knows she has to; but usually just ends up reading the textbook ahead without paying much attention to the surroundings 

☕ she studies best with scribbling notes on the margins of the book, maybe creating a few mind maps to link the historic events together, also uses only one highlighter since too many colors would be distracting

☕ regarding her social life; since she quite often reads around the campus, in various places, she gets a lot of chances to talk to people and is not afraid to start the conversation first 

☕ shows up at parties and usually stays up till the morning - minding her own business and with a group of friends, she knows how to have fun and keep herself entertained 

☕ pursues Archeology, that’s for sure 

Franky (Pilot)

👻 “Ayyy, which paper is it today? Bring it on, losers.” 

👻 even if he is a little bit overwhelmed, he doesn’t let it show - he just tries to have as much fun as possible while doing things that have to be done 

👻 once he decides to study a topic, he’s not giving up on it or taking a break until he gets it; that may have something to do with the fact that the faster he’s done with studying, the more he can party and load himself with waterfalls of energy drinks that he so loves 

👻 if the subject picks his interest, he likes to tune in to the lecture and listen to the professor - he may or may not try to reconstruct whatever project is discussed later on, in his own dorm and with his own safety rules 

👻 he is quite popular around the campus, due to his outgoing nature and easiness in cracking jokes, as well as being always down to a makeout session or simple petting with anyone who he finds attractive 

👻 goes with Aerospace Engineering 

Brook (Detective)

👑 “I’ll be honest with you, I don’t know what day it is. And I don’t care.”

👑 what he mostly pursues is not a high GPA or his lecture hall but quick entertainment involving some sort of sexual acts or just innocent intimacy with another person - it gives him a rush and he has no problems in admitting in front of himself that he might be quite hooked on it

👑 studies when it’s an absolute must, whether with a group of friends or on his own, he just wants to get it over with and indulge in campus social life - if he makes notes, they’re usually on a plain sheet of paper written with black ink; that’s how he’s able to focus and regurgitate information

👑 loves the parties and gatherings where he’s usually in the center of attention - and people like him, because he’s not too cocky and conceited, he just wants to have a good time 

👑 gets a degree in Criminal Justice

Jinbe 

🧣 “Just don’t.”

🧣 he’s the one who makes it through college without any actual problems or breakdowns every other day; and he doesn’t have a lot of sympathy to those who complain too much 

🧣 he’s just there, observing the huge amounts of alcohol being poured into certain individuals who most probably have an important exam the next day and he’s slowly losing his faith in humanity 

🧣 he just needs some time to understand that different people have different ways of dealing with certain stages of life - some do that with a peace of mind, some need vodka and liquor to get through it, and that’s just how it is 

🧣 would want to pursue a career of an FBI Agent or Fish and Game Warden, he’s not sure yet, but he’s getting there 

🧣 has a rather simple recipe for a productive study session - in the comfort of his own flat, where all the textbooks are available and within reach

🧣 ends up with a degree in Criminal Justice 

The Edge Lord (Doctor)

☃️ “No, I won’t have sex with you.” 

☃️ so tired and fed up with the whole world - he just wants to focus on studying and getting through his exams, but people keep throwing distractions at him no matter how unwelcoming and obnoxious he gets

☃️ since there’s no one hotter than him on the campus, he draws quite a lot of attention; unnecessary attention which he’d rather pass to someone else 

☃️ “Leave me alone, for Christ’s sake.” 

☃️ he doesn’t attend the lectures only when he’s too tired - other than that, he prefers not to miss anything and he can always spend the time doing something productive

☃️ he studies most effectively with a textbook and a black pen, scribbling shortened notes on the margins and underlining important phrases 

☃️ Traffy’s got few friends but he’d chop himself to tiniest pieces for them - and he knows they’d do the same for him as well 

☃️ engages in various extracurricular activities for the sake of credit, or as a form of spending time when he’s got no particular plans for the afternoon 

☃️ he’s constantly stressed - therefore, he likes to have a quick drink before the lectures or during the night, which turns into quite an addiction, but he knows he wouldn’t be able to get through it all without alcohol or other forms of stress-relief 

The Spawn of Satan (Weapons Dealer)

🔥 “Aye, if you ever need someone to show you around or somethin’, just call me.”

🔥 no one knows how he gets through the exams - but he does, and would be capable of getting high scores, if only he decided to study more than the bare minimum 

🔥 what he’s most interested in is being around people, throwing parties or attending them, drinking booze and having a damn good time with his friends - after all, he’s there to have fun and make memories

🔥 his method of studying the night before an exam is simple; he just reads the paragraphs and underlines the phrases that he thinks are important, and that’s all it takes for him to remember and understand the material 

🔥 what he’d rather be doing is getting laid and making out with everyone, but also, surprisingly or not, working a part-time job - he needs the money to feel that he’s in control of his own life, to know that he’s got financial stability and is not dependent on anyone other than himself

🔥 would have a hard time figuring his life out and what he wants to do in the future, but, thankfully, he’s got that one friend that will stay by his side no matter what - so that Kiddo will never be alone in this mess

Mochi Mochii

🍩 “When is this going to end?”

🍩 he minds his own business - or, at least, tries to; due to the excessive amount of family reunions or casual barbecue invitations every other day, he gets so distracted from his studies 

🍩 he knows what he went to college for and keeps his aspirations in mind at all times; despite his great time management skills, broad schedule and a bullet journal, he still far too often ends up cramming in the library the night before an exam - since he doesn’t want to let down his family and leave them hanging during all those gatherings that they always invite him to during weekday

🍩 Mochi doesn’t really get all this hype for getting hammered and carrying out make-out sessions with strangers whenever possible, so he just sits back and observes the shit going down around him at parties

🍩 he enjoys studying, but only the topics that he knows are useful or genuinely interest him - in a silent library or a bookstore, he highlights the most important information and sticks post-it notes all over the pages how cute is this?

🍩 would go for either Criminal Justice to become a security guard or training programs for tattoo artists

#eustass kid #trafalgar law #one piece #roronoa zoro #nami #sanji #brook #franky #nico robin #jinbe #chopper #one piece headcanons #strawhats #the strawhats #op headcanons #one piece imagines #one piece imagine #op imagine #op imagines #usopp #xoxobb #charlotte katakuri

[restlessmaknae]

Those damn words

The final part of my series called That damn thing we call love.

Part 1 :: Those damn boots :: Boy meets that damn thing we call love.

Part 2 :: Those damn lies :: Boy meets that damn thing we call heartbreak.

Part 3 :: Those damn smirks ::  Boy meets that damn thing we call second chance.

Part 4 :: Those damn words ::  Boy meets that damn thing we call confession.

Genre: fluff, comedy, slice of life, a bit of angst

Setting: high school!AU

Words: 12k

Main Characters: Jeon Jungkook x Park Miyeon (OC)

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Senior year was one hell of a ride.

Miyeon never thought that it would be this difficult, even though everyone kept saying that they have to prepare themselves for the worst. Yet, she didn’t want to think of it until she was there. Sadly, she was right there.

She was now one of those students who spent 9 hours at school a day, going to after school preparation classes after, getting home at 10pm and still studying for the next day. Her days seemed countless, the abyss of words, numbers and historical names were spinning in her head like a crazy tornado. She was lost in maps, schedules, Chinese characters, English listening tasks and all she could think about was the insecurity. What if she wouldn’t make it? What if she won’t do well and her future will be ruined? After all, her future depends on one single day.

People often called the CSATs the most merciless tests of all; they had to take the exams for all 5 subjects on one day, sitting 8 hours at the exam centre, waiting nervously for one to pass and another one to come. It was driving them crazy but they had to. It was what the society wanted them to do.

She learned to hate the system, the school, the subjects and even herself. It was the time of her life when she barely had time to recollect her thoughts at the end of the day without falling asleep. It was unbearable. She was constantly afraid of looking in the mirror, seeing a fragile girl who wanted so badly to fly high but her wings were cut off. She was nothing but a bird kept in her cage, unable to leave her responsibilities and worries.

The only thing that kept her alive was Jungkook. If he hadn’t been there for her, she swore she would have gone crazy. Amidst the black, terrifying darkness that wanted to seize her so many times, he was the one who grabbed her and led her to see the light again.

Because when two broken pieces come together, something unexpectedly wonderful would come out of it.

 ▌▌

 Of course, senior year wasn’t all about life-changing decisions and stressful days. It was mostly about that but there were also some lovely moments that they shared together, despite all the hardships and pressure. Miyeon wanted to engrave all those memories in her heart and carry them with her when she goes to university. She wanted to remember all those delighted smiles, contagious laughs and unforgettable times.

The bowling competitions that Jungkook always won and the other boys couldn’t stop complaining because the golden maknae beat them again; the breaks between classes that were filled with Seokjin’s magnificent rice cakes and more than perfect spring rolls; the canteen talks when everyone’s weekends and afternoons were discussed and there wasn’t a time when Hoseok couldn’t give them a reassuring smile when they complained that they barely had time for themselves; the study sessions in the library when all of them were preparing for a test and seized the opportunity to study and spend some time together and all those afternoons or late night chat talks when they couldn’t sleep or kept themselves awake to study a little bit more and they all made their best to cheer each other up.

Her favourite moment was still that PE class when she didn’t have a jumper and they had to go outside to jog around the school’s building, Jungkook immediately coming to the rescue.

“Oh, you’re freezing!” his eyes widened in surprise when he caught sight of Miyeon who was literally shivering from the cold. It wasn’t that bad, though. It was only the beginning of November but she couldn’t bear chilly weather. Not at all. “Here, take my jumper!” he made an attempt to take off his favourite School ruined my life black hoodie but she grabbed his wrist in the progress.

“Don’t you dare, Jungkook! You’ll catch a cold if you don’t wear it.”

“I won’t,” he shrugged her hand off and finally got rid of his hoodie. A little bit of his abs was exposed while he was struggling to take it off and Miyeon looked away guiltily. Not like she didn’t see his bare skin before but she was still amazed at how masculine and good-looking his boyfriend was.

“I’m a tough guy, you know,” he boosted a proud smirk and her face slowly dissolved into a sheepish smile. Oh, she could give in only a short spare of time if it was something related to Jungkook. He had that effect on her. “But please, take it! I don’t want you to get sick, especially with the exams coming up,” he said lovingly and her heart fluttered at his words.

She was sure that she was the luckiest girl on Earth due to the fact Jeon Jungkook was her boyfriend and the more time they spent together, the deeper she had fallen for him. There wasn’t anything that she particularly disliked about this boy, everything was so right when it came to him. He was so pure, innocent and light-hearted but at times he could be cocky, playful and prominently cheeky. He had so many sides but he never – not even once - hurt her with his behaviour.

She swore that he wasn’t a human being. He was more like an angel that stuck on Earth and accidentally bumped into her. She had no idea how she was able to deserve his love but she made sure to let him know how thankful she was, so she gave a quick kiss on his luring lips.

“Jungkookie, I’m freezing, too!” Taehyung blurted out in a childish manner when he saw their cosy scene. Miyeon took a step back and bit her lower lip in embarrassment. Right, the boys were there, too. To be precise, the whole class was there as well. It was a PE class, after all. Oh boy, the presence of Jungkook literally makes me forget everything else.

“Sorry, I don’t have another jumper,” Jungkook turned to his friend, a bratty smile evident on his face.

“Please…” Taetae pleaded with his puppy eyes and the boys who joined them one by one burst into laughter when they heard his response.

“You’re not my girlfriend, so you can’t get my jumper.”

“I’m your friend, remember?” he huffed like a furious little kid who couldn’t get his favourite candy at the shop. The others couldn’t stop laughing beside them, Jimin even had to grab Yoongi’s shoulder in order to prevent himself from collapsing to the ground in between his contagious giggles.

“Looks like that doesn’t matter anymore,” Namjoon nudged his shoulder gently and everyone knew that it was just an act to tease him. Everyone knew that it wasn’t true, that’s what made the situation even more hilarious.

The boys had never complained that Jungkook put Miyeon over them as it wasn’t true. He spent as much time with them as he used to – the only thing that reduced the time that they could spend together was studying – and found a balance between his duty as a boyfriend and his role as a friend. It was fortunate that Miyeon got along well with the 6 dorks because this way, he could be with his buddies and his girlfriend at the same time. He was sure a lucky guy.

“I swear I’ll get a jumper for you for Christmas, okay? But right now, my girlfriend needs it more than you,” Jungkook reached out his hand and mushy or not, he made a pinky promise right then and there that he would buy a jumper for Taehyung for the next Christmas which wasn’t even far. The CSATs would take place on 17th November and Christmas was only a month later.

“I love how he emphasises the fact that Miyeon is his girlfriend. It’s so cute!” Hoseok put a hand over his heart, his reaction making the lovebirds slightly nervous but also thankful. They still couldn’t get used to how supportive the guys were and they had seen it as a real gift from the boys.

“Whenever I ask Miyeon about Jungkook’s whereabouts, she doesn’t say that ‘Jungkook has gone to the library’, no, she always says that ‘My boyfriend’s in the library.’ I guess they just want to make us feel worse since we don’t have girlfriends.”

“That’s not true,” the couple chorused in unison after Seokjin’s words.

“At least, we have no pressure as what to buy for our girlfriends for Christmas,” Taehyung shrugged his shoulder like it was nothing but his sentence struck them like lighting. The thought that Christmas was coming up in weeks didn’t seem to cross their mind amidst all that studying but they did their best to cover it up.

“You know what you’ll buy for me?” Miyeon raised an eyebrow in question but his boyfriend answered within a second.

“Of course!”

“Oh really? But it’s only the beginning of November.”

“If you hadn’t already noticed, I don’t like to procrastinate things,” he directed a smug smirk at her but in reality, he had no idea what he wanted to buy for her. And in reality, she was perfectly aware of that little fact that her boyfriend was lying. Nevertheless, she smiled softly and let him believe that she knew nothing.

Because until he only lied about such things, it didn’t really matter.

 ▌▌

 The day before the CSATs was a nerve-wrecking one.

Something in Miyeon’s guts told her that it would be the best if she didn’t study more but she couldn’t resist the urge to go through her exercise books one last time. To make it easier, she turned off her phone, so that she could concentrate on the pages in front of her, instead of the adorable messages from the boys.

She was in the middle of re-reading some Chinese practice tests when she heard a knock on her door.

“Come in!” she shouted indignantly as a frown was making its way onto her face. Who would dare to interrupt her when she was studying for the exam of her life?

The sudden visitor opened the door so quietly that she wasn’t even sure that anyone had tried to come in. She turned her head to see who it was and her heart skipped a beat when she realised who was there to see her.

“Jungkook!” she squealed happily, her weary thoughts immediately replaced by a sudden jolt of gratitude. “What are you doing here?”

It wasn’t peculiar for her to see Jungkook in her room as they were officially together and after her parents also received the news, his visits became frequent again. She was lucky because her parents approved of her boyfriend and when he got there, they always greeted him like he was also the part of the family. Small wonder how he could show up at her door on such a day. Her mom must have let him in.

“You didn’t pick up your phone,” the boy pouted.

“I wanted to concentrate on studying, so I turned it off,” she explained and felt a bit guilty from the thought of making him worried.

“Ah, come on!” he came up to her and seized her book. She got up in an instant, getting ready for a fight to get her property back but Jungkook held it up above his head, so there was no way that she could reach it. Her frown deepened. She needed a back-up plan really quickly.

As she was tiptoeing for the book, an excellent idea popped out of her mind. She took a step back and waited for the boy’s reaction. As expected, he looked dumbfounded but didn’t lower the book, so she had no choice but to go through with the easiest method; tickling. She took the opportunity to use his confusion and playfully smacked him in the chest. It caught him off-guard and Miyeon could easily snatch the book from him.

“You’re so cunning.”

“Perhaps, I learned a thing or two from you,” she grinned childishly, making her boyfriend laugh. It was true that it was usually Jungkook who used such tricks on her but they spent enough time together, so she knew his weak points by then.

“Then, you could also learn that we don’t stay up late to study the day before the exam,” he said half-jokingly, although his voice was laced with concern.

“I know, I just feel like I need to−“

“You need to rest,” he cut her off and reached for the book again which she still held to her chest. The more he spoke, the easier it was for her to let go of that book. In the end, he could easily take hold of it and put it in her drawer. “You have to recharge your batteries and go to bed early, so that you can be relaxed tomorrow. Plus, it’s absolutely useless to revise everything today because you are already well-prepared.”

“I−“

“You are, Miyeon. Trust me. I know you and I know how hard you worked. You will do your best tomorrow and you will have wonderful results,” he protested as he tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

His eyes were shining with fragile fondness, the little stars on the sky of their love the indicators that he really cared for her. It wasn’t an act, he wanted the best for her and wouldn’t stop until she gave in. She knew it, she knew it all too well. Those months together taught her that one person can leave scars on the road of your soul that never seems to heal while others can leave innocent seeds that would eventually turn into a beautiful, resistant tree. The more they care for it, the more it grows.

After his soothing words, she dropped an agitated sigh and sat down at the edge of her bed. Jungkook soon emulated her action and slang an arm around her shoulder. She couldn’t deny that his affectionate words soothed her nerves a little but she was still shaking inside. What if something goes wrong? What if she won’t make it? Such doubts nestled into her mind and kept her in their rigid cage. No, everything will be just fine, she reminded herself while making an attempt to shake off the unwanted thoughts. It wasn’t easy but she tried her best. If Jungkook was there for her, she knew he would do anything to distract her. This time, she wouldn’t even mind it.

“It’s so weird that this will all end tomorrow,” she whispered while her fingers were toying with Jungkook’s fingers. His hand was prominently big compared to her small ones but she liked the sight of it because despite the apparent difference, they seemed like a perfect match. It was like they were made for each other. His hands in her hands, his skin to her skin, their hearts beating like one. Nothing seemed more perfect than that. “We will be over it. No more exhausting PE classes, no more canteen talks, no more classes with the same teachers and same students. It feels peculiar.”

“Change is not always a bad thing,” Jungkook pointed it out wisely and she couldn’t argue with that. However, she wasn’t sure that she was ready for such change.

“But I’m afraid of that change,” she admitted, nervously biting her lower lip. “Aren’t you?” she looked up at her boyfriend who was currently drawing tiny circles on the top of her hand.

Every single time he made physical contact, his touch triggered pleasant chills running down her spine. It was searing but not in a dangerous way, more like in an attractive way. It was almost like playing with fire; feeling the heat while knowing for sure that she won’t get hurt. Jungkook was the fire that could be passionate and gentle at the same time. She wasn’t afraid to get closer to it.

Her melancholic tone echoed through the silence of the room. For a minute, she could hear nothing, except the lovely melody of their heartbeat. Maybe for someone else, it could be heard as crazy cacophony but for her, it was the most beautiful lullaby.

“I am,” Jungkook cleared his throat but his voice was barely audible.

“You don’t seem like you’re afraid.”

“I know,” he nodded. “It’s hard for me to express my feelings well but I’m afraid, too. Mostly because of the boys,” he confessed, his eyes suddenly filled with grief. His orbs always reminded her of the peaceful waves in the ocean which mildly crashed against the nearby shore, unlike the others which were wrathful and merciless. Now, if she looked into those jet-black holes, she couldn’t miss out on their mournful glistening.

“Are you afraid that you will drift apart?”

“Yes,” he hummed. His voice was so fragile, it hurt for her to hear him like that.

She knew that most of them had chosen a different path. Yoongi wanted to be an interior designer, Hoseok a human resources manager, Seokjin a business manager, so that he could open up his own restaurant one day and wouldn’t face financial difficulties. Namjoon wished to study psychology while Taehyung and Jimin were interested in teaching – especially primary school students -, the grinning angel as a History teacher and the latter as a PE teacher. Jungkook hesitated concerning his future goals because he was quite self-conscious, despite the fact that he was good at almost everything. In the end, he opted for computer engineering because it would allow him to make lots of money and still have time to teach dancing for kids as he always wanted to. Last but not least, Miyeon wanted to be an interpreter because her enthusiasm and skills for both English and Chinese motivated her to choose this path.

All in all, it was obvious that they would attend different universities – luckily, they would all still stay in Seoul – but she knew that it shouldn’t be a problem. Nevertheless, she wanted to ease his worry, so she started talking about her experiences regarding drifting apart.

“When Taeyeon said that she would like to be an exchange student, I encouraged her without giving much thought. As soon as I got home, I broke down in tears. I realised what I would miss if she wasn’t beside me and it hurt like hell. It hurt even more when she left. But eventually, things got easier and it didn’t hurt that much. People get used to missing others. People come and go but as they leave their traces in our lives, we also live our traces in their lives.”

Her words were followed by an inexplicable silence. It wasn’t embarrassing or unpleasant though, it just felt odd. It was like a resigned goodbye. They were perfectly aware of the fact that life was always like this; it was a mysterious ballroom full of people who knew that they may never see each other again, some came on their own, some in the arms of their lover but there was one thing that was common in all cases: they were all there for a reason. Just sometimes they didn’t know the reason themselves.

“Now, you’ll be the one who goes somewhere else,” Jungkook drew another sigh as he thought of the following year.

“That’s right,” she gulped nervously. Even if it was painful, it was her life now; her future, her destiny. She couldn’t do anything besides accepting her fate. “Taeyeon says that it’s totally okay and we’ll still talk but I know it’ll be hard. I will be a university student while she will be a senior and it won’t be an easy thing to arrange dates for us to meet up,” she murmured, a sorrowful sigh escaping her mouth. “But we’ll try our bests. Because that’s what we do; we fight for those who we love,” she made an attempt to give him a warm smile but it was barely a flinch.

She was uncertain, worried and undeniably terrified. Even though she would still live and study in Seoul, she knew it won’t be easy to adapt to the new environment, getting to know new people, new professors and different learning methods. This year, she couldn’t even speak to Taeyeon as much as they used to do because she studied so much. Moreover, Baekhyun was there for her when she wasn’t, so Taeyeon couldn’t complain that she felt lonely. Without a doubt, love can change friendships, too.

Miyeon started fidgeting in his arms as another thought flew across her mind. It was screaming in her head for so long, she knew it was time they talked it through. She took a deep breath and asked as seriously as possible.

“What about us?”

“Us?”

“Yeah, you know,” she bit her lower lip as she wasn’t sure what she wanted to hear. Yet, her boyfriend gently patter her head, his silence an encouragement for her to continue. “We’ll attend different universities and have different schedules. I’m really afraid what will happen to our relationship,” she stuttered, her voice almost as shaky as her heart.

She knew that university didn’t mean that her life would end and all her relationships would come to an end. Nonetheless, even her parents couldn’t deny when she asked them that it’s the time of her life when relationships tend to change. Love can change, too. Despite the fact that she trusted Jungkook with all her heart, she wanted to give him freedom, so that when he goes to university, he wouldn’t have to spend all his time with her. On the other hand, she didn’t want him to think that she wanted to push him away either.

Miyeon knew that he also had a say in this, that’s why she asked him. And his response couldn’t have been more reassuring.

“We’ll make it work, Miyeon,” he claimed confidently. “I promise that together, we’ll get through this, too. We’ve overcome so many hardships, I can’t let university stand in our way,” he shook his head fervently and his reaction made her heart leap.

At times like this, she was sure that this boy was a miracle. No matter what happened, he always fought for them, he always fought for her. Even when he had difficulties, he made sure that his tenseness wouldn’t affect her. She had to make him see that she wanted to be there as well. And slowly, as trust started to break down the walls between them, he let her see the side of him that only some people were allowed to see. The more she saw the fragility of this boy, the more she was in love with him.

“Pinky promise?” she held out her hand, her lips raising into a childish smile. Jungkook interlocked their fingers without further hesitance.

“Pinky promise,” he boosted that smirk of his that was seriously beyond words and slowly kissed her on her forehead.

She found heat crawling up her skin while her nerves were beginning to fray. Even her cheeks flamed up at his affectionate skinship but Jungkook always had this effect on her. She tried to cover up her embarrassment, so she laughed it off.

“We are so pathetic, aren’t we?” she giggled, looking down at their intertwined pinkies. It’s a promise that can never be broken, they said. Oh, how she wished it would be true for them, too.

They soon broke into little fists of laughter and it was one of those moments that she wanted to keep for herself so badly. She wanted to remember this special day, this special conversation. It’s true that there was nothing extraordinary concerning their little heart-to-heart talk because there were hundreds of others like this one but still… It was their moment.

“Jungkook?” she poked him on his forearm to get his attention. He averted his eyes back to her, his orbs filled with the most beautiful shooting starts that she had ever seen.

“Yes, babe?” he asked, making her slightly cringe. She found a liking to be called by her new nickname.

“I’m the luckiest girl on Earth to have a boyfriend like you.”

Her sudden confession caught him off-guard but nevertheless, he was thankful for sure. He struggled to say something for a second but then, his lips curved into an ethereal smile.

“What would I do without you?” he sighed, pulling her closer to his chest, so that she could hear as their hearts were beating together in perfect harmony.

I hope our promise can never be broken either.

 ▌▌

           The day had come.

She had already woken up when her morning alarm broke the utter silence of the room. She slammed her hand on it but she was so nervous, she almost pushed it off her bedtable. She swiftly put on her school uniform and after she had put her hair up into a strict ponytail, she stayed in front of the mirror for one more minute. It was the last time she had to wear her school uniform and it suddenly felt so saddening. She couldn’t run away now, the day that they all dreaded for most of their life had arrived after all. It was now or never.

“I wish I could go back to enjoy just one more day at school,” Miyeon murmured under her breath and gave her reflection one last nod before she headed downstairs.

Her parents were already waiting for her in the kitchen and her mum even made her favourite tuna mayo kimbab with rice, just to make sure that she could start her big day right with enough energy and the sufficient amount of nutrition. She had to force herself to eat because she didn’t have an appetite as her stomach churned with worry every single time she remembered what day was it.

After breakfast, her mom packed even more food for her but in the end, it was her dad who gave her a lift to school along with Chanyeol who was still trying to stifle yawns. He had to get up earlier if he didn’t want to miss the opportunity to cheer for his sister who was nervous as hell.

“I got up at 6am even though I don’t have school today because I wanted to perk you up but I don’t think I’m doing a good job,” he pouted like a little kid and looked at Miyeon who chuckled feebly in response.

“I really, really appreciate your effort, Yeollie, but there’s nothing that could make me feel at ease right now. When you take your CSATs next year, you will understand why I feel the way I do.”

“Really?” he raised an eyebrow in question, a sly smirk insinuatingly appearing on his face. “Even my aegyo can’t?” he wiggled his eyebrows and if it hadn’t been the day of her exams, she would have chortled at his reaction but she wasn’t in the mood at the moment.

“Nope.”

“Don’t be sad, no no no. You’re not alone, no no no. You always became a light for me,” he sang the iconic No No No by Apink at the top of his lungs but the worst of all was the fact that he sang it with his high-pitched voice. The whole situation was beyond hilarious because Chanyeol was so into singing that he didn’t take notice of his surroundings, thus he didn’t realise when they finally arrived at their school.

Miyeon glimpsed at their dad sideways who managed to keep his cool but he couldn’t hide that his lips curved into a bashful smile and a shade of light pink tinted his cheeks. It was a song that was known by him, too, because it was her favourite song some years ago and whenever they went to a karaoke bar, she whined annoyingly until she couldn’t sing it.

Now that she heard it in Chanyeol’s performance, it somehow seemed so ridiculous but exceptionally entertaining. Consequently, she couldn’t keep her composure in check, she immediately burst into laughter. That’s when his father gave in as well.

“Oh, please, stop!” she demanded in between laughs but his brother continued on singing his heart out.

“Hold my hand, come and lean on me. I’ll always be your strength.”

“I didn’t know that my son is such a passionate singer,” their dad giggled while he was trying to find a free parking spot in the crazy hustle-bustle around the school.

The whole street was buzzing, everyone was going up and down, concerned parents were giving their kids one last hug before the students went into the school building and Miyeon caught sight of several police officers who were on duty at the scene. The government’s priority was to make sure that the CSATs would take place without any bothersome incidents, so this year their tightened their security.

“The point is that I could make Miyeon smile with my singing skills which she didn’t believe that I would be able to do,” he puffed his chest out in pride.

“Yeah, you’re right,” she nodded in submission. “And thank you so much for your little performance, I really enjoyed it,” she complimented and gave her brother a quick peck on his cheeks. Chanyeol’s jaw dropped upon the way she decided to indicate how thankful she was and despite being the blabbermouth, this time he couldn’t manage a single sentence out.

When he finally scooped himself up and opened his mouth to say something, his father cut him off.

“It’s time, honey,” he reminded her tenderly and got out of the car to open the door for her. Miyeon dropped an anxious sigh and literally forced herself to skip out of the vehicle.

“Good luck, Noona!” his brother followed them outside and gave her a big bear hug. She felt safe in his hands, knowing that no matter what happens, he will always be there for her. His presence was reassuring and although the tenseness of the following hours were weighing down on her, she felt at ease until he didn’t let her go. “I know you can make it! You’re the best,” he whispered into her ears, affectionately stroking her hair like he was the older and she was the younger who needed to be taken care of.

“Thank you,” she gulped, struggling to hold back her tears.

When it was time to say goodbye for real, she swore she saw as her father was trying to wipe a tear away with the back of his hand. She assumed that the resemblance between her first day of school and this day – the last day of school – set him on edge as well.

When her dad gave her a lift on the first day of primary school, Chanyeol also accompanied them, holding her hand like he never wanted to let her go. He was curious to see how his sister steps into the big world of studying, so he went with them. Even if she wanted to, she couldn’t forget what he said then.

“No matter where you go, Miyeon-ah, I’ll always be with you,” he patted her head and boosted a proud grin. “You can always find me there,” he pointed to her T-shirt but when she looked down, she realised that he didn’t mean the flower pattern on her shirt but he pointed to her heart.

The lovely memory got her back on track and gave her a definite push to head to the classroom where she would take her exam. As they were divided up into groups in alphabetical order, she had to sit for the exam with Jimin, Yoongi and some other guys who were closer to the squad – such as Jinyoung – but she obviously searched for those irresistible, jet-black eyes and that bunny smile of his.

No sooner had she found him that someone pulled her closer and wrapped his arms around her waist. Jungkook’s sweet scent immediately wafted through her nose and filled her lungs. She loved to breathe in his scent – the relaxing vanilla and mesmerizing cinnamon – because it felt like home. He felt like home.

“Did you have enough sleep, babe?” he whispered with hushed voice and earned a jealous glare from Jimin who was walking towards the couple. On his right, there was Yoongi who could barely keep his eyes open. It was probably not because he studied until late at night but she assumed that it was because the day of the exam shortened his hours devoted to sleep.

“I did. And you?”

“Me too,” Jungkook smiled down at her and planted his lips on hers. She melted into his quick yet passionate kiss and forgot about everything around them. That was only until Jimin showed up and huskily started prattling.

“Looking at them, I really wish I could have a girlfriend right now. She would also hug me from behind and ask if I had enough sleep. Or she would bake something for me,” he babbled dreamily, his eyes staring far ahead. Yoongi scowled and looked at him like he didn’t know the guy beside him. He was certain that it wasn’t Park Jimin. If yes, then he wasn’t his friend.

“Did someone mention baking?” a soft male voice asked behind them and Miyeon didn’t have to turn around to know who had just arrived.

Kim Seokjin was grinning like a mischievous little kid, holding a huge food box in his hands, adamantly clutching it to his chest. Some of their classmates gave him disapproving looks as he was manoeuvring himself through the crowd to get to the rest of the squad. Namjoon, Taehyung and Hoseok accompanied him by both sides but all of them looked less enthusiastic and more anxious than him.

“Oh gosh, finally! Here’s my saviour!” Jimin placed his hands on his chest in relief when he caught sight of his friend. To be precise, his friend’s food box. “Perhaps, you’ve baked something for us, right?” he raised an eyebrow in question, a cautious smile spreading across his lips.

“Of course! There’s no way that you could do well without my magnificent hotteoks!” he stated wittily and handed out some pancakes for all of them. Miyeon was a bit taken aback by the fact that Seokjin even had time to cook before their big day but maybe that’s how he relieved his stress. Come to think of it, she spent her whole afternoon talking with Jungkook and since Seokjin didn’t have a girlfriend to keep her company, maybe that was his way to prepare himself for the exam of his life.

“Everyone just calm down, okay?” Hoseok suddenly blurted out and he looked so frantic that Namjoon felt a need to place a sympathetic hand on his shoulder.

“I think you need to calm down the most from all of us.”

“Yeah, eat your rice cake, Hobi!” the eldest suggested gleefully. Everyone knew that Hoseok tried to look manly and cool all the time but he was the first to get scared when it came to such situations. Nevertheless, they were always there for him and if they stayed with him, he believed that everything will be just fine.

Namjoon cleared his throat to get everyone’s attention and when Taehyung stopped looking into space and Hoseok finally managed to avoid biting his nails, he solemnly clapped his hands.

“Guys, remember that if you mess up, the world won’t end. You have to take the CSATs one more time but you will have another chance. However, I know everyone’s going to do well, so you don’t need to worry! Life is full of tests and trials and although it is an important one, it’s not our first and not even our last fight. And because we are together, we are stronger. You know what we always say,” he playfully winked and everyone – including Miyeon – already knew the answer to his question.

“Teamwork makes the dream work.”

Their motto echoed through the hall and filled the lockers, filled the silence and filled their hearts.

“That’s right, guys. Now, let’s do well! Everyone, hwaiting!” he raised his arms into the air, his hands balled into fists. Everyone emulated his action and repeated his words in a festive manner.

Consequently, Miyeon suddenly felt like she was a part of the army which was ready for war. Whereas, she was delighted to fight along such brave and warm-hearted soldiers. She wouldn’t change them for the world.

 ▌▌

 As the saying goes, Christmas comes but once a year.

Miyeon was honestly so thankful that she didn’t have to survive two Christmas-like occasions in the same year because she had enough problem with finding the most suitable present for everyone once. For starters, she didn’t even have a single idea regarding Jungkook’s present, let alone all her relatives’ and the boys’. As she wasn’t particularly fond of procrastinating things, she made an attempt to buy everything weeks before Christmas but she ended up purchasing them in the last minute.

She had almost one month after the CSATs to get ready for the holidays but in the first weeks, she didn’t do anything except sleep and spend as much time as possible with the boys, her wonderful boyfriend, her lovely brother or her best friend. She finally felt like she had time for herself as she didn’t have to study until late at nights and it felt unknowingly relaxing. A sudden spike of guilt sometimes ran through her when she was watching a romantic drama or reading a book because it was so obvious that her duty was to study. On the other hand, being free was something that she couldn’t afford for a long time, so she was glad to enjoy such lazy days.

“Honey, Jungkook is here!” her mom shouted from the kitchen while she was working diligently in her room, wrapping up Taehyung’s present in cute, Christmas-style paper.

“One sec,” she exclaimed, putting her tongue out in concentration as she put on a snowflake sticker on the boy’s box. She dropped a weary sigh and deftly put the present in a bag with a satisfied grin on her face. She hoped that they would all like her gifts because she had a hard time choosing for them, although she knew them for more than a year now.

Miyeon seized all the things she needed and sneaked a last glance at her figure in the mirror before hurrying down the stairs, getting ready to meet with Jungkook.

The boy was wearing his favourite Timberland boots, black ripped jeans and a fluffy, beige sweater, the one that she had bought for him last Christmas. She felt a blush staining her cheeks pink when she realised that he did it on purpose. Otherwise, he wouldn’t boost such a guileful smile.

“Hey!” he bent down to place a light kiss on her forehead. “You sure have a lot of presents!”

“I do,” she chuckled. “Can you help me carry the bowl my mom put on the table? She baked gingerbread for the boys and I don’t want to exaggerate but she baked a lot,” she emphasised the word because seriously, her mum packed three times the amount she thought that would be perfectly enough for them.

“Sure. My mom also sent some cupcakes with me.”

“Oh gosh, we will get so fat this Christmas!” she joked, a chortle escaping her rosy-coloured lips.

“Never mind,” Jungkook shrugged his shoulders and waved his hands, indicating that he didn’t care about such things. “Even if you are 110 or 330 lbs, I don’t care. I still like you the way you are,” he confessed, making her face turn scarlet-red. His compliment sent warm shivers down her spine and she found herself trembling, bathing in his endless affection. “Still, you need to eat a lot! I don’t want you to lose weight again!” he poked her nose in fondness but his tone was anything but playful. He cared for her like a loving boyfriend would do and she couldn’t be thankful enough for his courtesy.

Miyeon blushed deeply as she was listening to him because she felt like she was being admonished. However, it wasn’t anything like that. He merely wanted to make sure that she wouldn’t skip meals and lose as much weight as she did when she was preparing for the CSATs. She devoted all her time to study and solemnly had appetite, therefore, she had lost several pounds but after all the hustle-bustle with the exams, she was gaining weight again, so he didn’t need to worry.

“I won’t,” she promised sheepishly, making him feel at ease.

Jungkook casually slang his arm around her shoulder, pulling his girlfriend closer. His close proximity was warm and reassuring like a chilly night beside the fireplace. His love was the fire itself, his little compliments and actions the flames that would set their relationship on fire, making sure that it wouldn’t get burnt down or go out. He was the light for her and the warmth that it produced. Every single time her heart was beginning to get frosty, he would melt it down with only a touch of his hand, a soothing word or one of those little things that always reminded her the she was loved.

After all, it wasn’t always a bad thing to get close to the fire.

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 Half an hour later, after a joyful bus ride, they finally arrived at the Kim’s house which was decorated with lovely Christmas festoon lights and garlands around the window and door frames. On top of that, they even had a wonderful outdoor tree! The whole house was so pretty and cosy, Miyeon couldn’t wait to step into the hall.

Jungkook confidently knocked on the door three times before the host appeared with a cheerful smile on his face and a fuzzy brown reindeer antlers headband on his head.

“Yay, even more cookies!” Seokjin clapped enthusiastically, immediately shooing them into the warm hall. The smoky winter air was replaced by cinnamon and apple scented candles and the remarkable smell of baked goods. Overall, the homey atmosphere was filled with joy, love and care. “I thought nobody would bring dessert, so I prepared a lot,” the boy giggled whole-heartedly while helping them with their boxes and clothes.

“How many?” Miyeon inquired, tiptoeing behind his boyfriend who busied himself with putting on their coats on the coatrack.

“3. I made maejakgwa, mochi rice cake and red velvet snowballs. And yes, if I failed to mention, we also have yuja tea and dessert punch with persimmon, cinnamon and ginger.”

“Wow, hyung, you are really something.”

“I know,” he wittily rolled his eyes. “But since I’m the host, I have to make the most out of this Christmas lunch, right?” he winked playfully, his bright smile never leaving his face. His festive mood was seriously contagious; she immediately found herself grinning with him, curiously looking around herself.

Upon seeing her enthusiasm, Seokjin gave her a little tour around the house since she had never been there before. It wasn’t peculiar, though. They knew each other but they mostly hang out at school, in the city centre or at Taehyung’s house whose parents were literally the most adorable couple on Earth. They loved their squad like family and they even acted the same when she was around. Although she wasn’t their son’s girlfriend, she was always welcomed.

“I need to have a look at the turkey but you will find the boys at the living room, so just feel yourself at home!” Seokjin announced a couple of minutes later and shifted his attention to Miyeon. Honestly speaking, she was quite nervous amidst all those beautiful decorations and the totally unknown environment but she nodded anyway and let Jungkook take the lead.

His boyfriend blandly led her to the living room where all the other guys were waiting for them – or perhaps the food – to arrive. On the way to the noisy room, he suddenly pulled her closer, lacing their fingers together. She looked at him sideways, just to catch sight of a small smile forming on his lips. He was such an overprotective boyfriend, even at times like this.

“Miyeon-ah!” Hoseok hollered and almost scarred the hell out of Yoongi who was beside him, totally spaced out. Unbeknownst to him, his friend gave him a deadly glare as a warning.

“Hey, I don’t even get a hello?” Jungkook snorted slightly, making the older boys snicker in amusement. It was so fun to tease him.

“Sorry, Jungkookie. Then, let’s start again! Welcome, Park Miyeon and Jeon Jungkook! My name is Jung Hoseok. How may I help you?”

“Actually, you can help me eat the gingerbread my mum had made,” Miyeon suggested as she took a seat beside Taehyung who gave her a high-five. God knows why he motioned such a childish gesture but she had to admit that almost from the moment she met him, she grew to like his infantile nature. There was no need for justification, he was adorable.

“Did someone mention gingerbread?” Seokjin shouted from the kitchen.

“Yummy!” Jimin ran his tongue around his lips like he was already hungry.

“No way, guys!” the host protested fervently when he arrived with a pot of steaming soup and put it on the table. Everyone swiftly took their seats and moved from the couch to the dining table, earning an approving thumbs-up from the chef. “You will need to eat the lunch first and then can the dessert come.”

“You’re such a killjoy!” Taehyung pouted but Seokjin merely stuck his tongue out at him. After all, no one could blame him as he was the one who had devoted his morning to cook for 8 people and bake 3 types of cookies for them. Perfectionist he was, he put all his effort into this celebration but didn’t want to start the lunch right away.

“Would someone like to say a toast?”

“How about all of us saying a few words?” Namjoon looked around, waiting for the others’ reaction. Yoongi was the first to counter his intentions.

“No, I didn’t sign up for this!”

“Ah come on, you can say a few nice words to your friends once a year!” Hoseok nudged his shoulder, his trademark grin displaying on his face. Maybe it was his bright mood or perhaps Yoongi realised that he was being a bit too harsh on his friends but he gave in a couple of seconds later.

“Alright. Then, I’ll start,” he cleared his throat. A moment of silence followed his words, everyone anticipating his confession. He wasn’t the type to just voice out his feelings, he was fond of keeping it all to himself. For this reason, they were on tenterhooks to learn how he actually felt.

“So, you guys all know that I can’t express myself well,” he admitted gingerly. A solemn yet hopeful atmosphere fell upon the room, the boys’ silence a push for him to continue what he had started. “I tend to act strong but I’m actually weak. I know I still lack a lot but I want you to know that I’m always thankful that you are with me. You are like my second family. I couldn’t be who I am today if it wasn’t for your affection and acceptance,” he acknowledged with a hushed voice, his words leaving a sentimental aftertaste.

The boys couldn’t cover up their bewilderment, Taehyung’s jaw dropped and Jungkook’s eyes widened like he didn’t want to believe his own eyes. As far as Miyeon was concerned, a sudden jolt of warmth simmered through her body, filling up her cells and melting her heart. “Thank you everyone for staying with me this year! Merry Christmas!” he wrapped up his speech with a thankful smile, leaving no choice for his friends but to tremble with gratitude.

“Oh, that was so touching” Hoseok put his hand over his heart, testifying that he was truly dumbfounded. The others nodded in agreement but Yoongi didn’t want to be in the spotlight anymore, so he asked for the next volunteer.

“Next?”

“Chimchim!”

“Since I’m so popular here, I’ll go next,” Jimin chortled when he heard Taehyung’s exclaim, a bit of a blush making its way onto his face. He ruffled his coal-black hair in embarrassment before he managed to scoop himself up and started speaking. “I’m so happy to spend this afternoon with you. I think Christmas is a magical time and it always reminds me that I’m lucky to have such friends. Not just you, guys, but you too, Miyeon-ah,” he averted his eyes to the girl who gathered the ends of her hair and crossed it over her face. She was sure that her cheeks were already burning. The boys couldn’t help but giggle at her endearing reaction. As expected, Jungkook came to the rescue and gave her a reassuring squeeze on her hand before Jimin could share his wish with them. “I hope we can stay together like this for a long time. Maybe forever is too much to ask but for a long, long, long time,” he accentuated, his eyes hinting at his honesty.

Hoseok was already in high spirits when they got together but Jimin’s speech boosted his eagerness, so he was the next to share his thoughts with them.

“I’m sure of it,” he commented on his friend’s last words. He was so confident, nobody dared to question his desire. “We are friends for more than 7 years now and I wouldn’t change those years for anything. We were always able to give strength for each other and I think we are even stronger since we have a lady on the team,” he winked at Miyeon who had already freed her hair but felt a need to cover his face again. “I wish you all a holly jolly Christmas and never forget that I love you,” he shaped a heart with his hands and laughter erupted when he did some aegyo, too. Jungkook wouldn’t let the chance slip to tease him.

“So mushy!” he rolled his eyes like he was ashamed of his mate but deep down everyone knew that he wasn’t.

This was an evidence for the value of their friendship. They could mock each other without anyone getting upset and they could be themselves without anyone looking down on them for their behaviour. Friendship consisted of bare souls connecting to each other in the most beautiful yet most inexplicable way. There were no mirrors, walls or masks; there were only touches, nerves and hands. Friendships never asked for a lot; only when the parties involved gave their all could it fully bloom.

They fell into a comfortable silence until Hoseok squinted at Seokjin who was sitting beside him, motioning him to speak up. He was more than happy to accede to his request.

“I honestly love Christmas the most out of all holidays,” he started, donning such a gorgeous grin that Miyeon questioned why he was still single. Not that Seokjin was more handsome than his boyfriend because it was impossible for her to see other guys more attractive than Jungkook, but it was a fact that he was good-looking. Plus, he could cook and take care of others well. What else do you need in a boyfriend?

“Not because I can try out new recipes but because we always spend it together. As the oldest, I always think of you as my little brothers and since we met Miyeon, I also try to do my best to take care of our lovely Miyeon like she was my little sister. And even though you mock me a lot, I’m proud to be the eldest,” he puffed his chest out and she felt the basic sincerity of his words. “Last but not least, I hope you will like the lunch and also my presents. Merry Christmas, everyone!” he fidgeted in his chair, clapping enthusiastically like a 4 year old kid would do on his birthday party. Nevertheless, the boys appreciated his words and wished him the same in unison.

It was time Namjoon gave another psychology lesson, so it came as no surprise when he took his turn.

“We have gone through a lot this year. We were diligently preparing for the exams which we could successfully wrap up, so we deserve some rest now. On the contrary, we all know that it’s still not the end of our obstacles because they always come yet they always go. We have a lot to learn, a lot to prove, a lot to give and a lot to receive. I wish to experience it with all of you, so that we could help each other to become a better person and a better friend.”

As there was no hint of amusement in his voice, everyone stayed silent for a minute. His words were wise and represented the blunt reality. There was no use of disagreeing with him because all he said was true and it was what made them speechless. Reality scared them.

Namjoon was the first who wanted to break the silence and that’s why he nudged Taehyung’s shoulder to show that he wanted him to be the next. The messy-haired guy’s chestnut-brown eyes suddenly lit up and shined with fondness. There was only one thing that could trigger him to react like that; when he talked about his family.

“My father said that walking with a friend in the dark is better than walking alone in the light,” he paused and pondered for a thought. Then, he continued like nothing had happened. “He was right. I can fool around when you’re around and I can be the real me without being ashamed. Thanks for putting up with my weird personality! I know you all take care of me, even though you sometimes whine or roll your eyes at me. And I also try to take care of you but sometimes you can’t even see it. But I hope later, you will see it, too,” he bit his lower lip coyly.

Miyeon was taken aback by his timid behaviour because he wasn’t usually like that but she blamed it on the seriousness of the situation. This conversation ended up being way more heartfelt than she would have guessed at first.

“We see it, Tae, and we are really thankful to you. Don’t ever doubt that!” Namjoon slang his arm around his friend’s shoulder, ruffling the younger guy’s hair affectionately.

“Next one?” Taehyung looked around, searching for the ones who still hadn’t poured out their hearts yet. He seemed relieved after he had said out the words that were stuck in his throat.

“Jungkookie,” Hoseok cheered loudly, earning a sheepish smile from the guy.

Jungkook nervously played with their intertwined fingers while he was searching for the right words to say. She pursed her lips, examining the state-of-the-art boy who was at a loss for words. Usually, he was her compass; he showed her the way and guided her through the darkness. Whenever she needed an anchor to stay steady, he became one. Without asking him, he always knew what to say and now, he was the one who sat there, sinking into his chair, holding her hand tightly. No word could escape his mouth.

“You guys supported me from the very start,” he mumbled after a minute of unbreakable silence. His voice carried an enigmatic air that chilled her to the bones. “Even when I didn’t believe in myself, you taught me how to accept who I am and how should I stand out for what I want. You didn’t judge me nor leave me when things got hard. I still have a lot to learn but thanks to you, it seems less frightening,” he confessed, looking straight at the steaming pot on the table. Everyone knew that it wasn’t because he was rude or because that’s how he tried to cover up his lies. It was merely because he wasn’t used to opening up. “I hope we can continue to be as great friends as we are now. Merry Christmas, guys!” he finished with a tiny little smile. His beautiful jet-black eyes were all the lights on the Christmas tree, shining brightly and fondly. One couldn’t get enough of looking into them because in every minute they showed something new, something more.

“No words for Miyeon?” Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows in question, making his doubt clear.

“I want to talk to her in private,” he responded coyly. Miyeon had no idea what he was up to and looked away in embarrassment. Her cheeks were burning like the vanilla-scented candles on the table.

“Oh, I sense a confession!” Jimin cooed and the others soon joined in.

“Our lovebirds!”

“I swear they are the cutest couple I’ve ever met!”

“They make me feel lonelier than I usually am,” Yoongi murmured sulkily. Upon seeing his reaction, the boys immediately erupted in laughter. Taehyung laughed so hard that he almost shed a tear while Seokjin patted Yoongi’s shoulder to show his most sincere sympathy.

“Miyeon, would you like to add something?”

Namjoon’s question caught her off-guard as she wasn’t prepared to give a speech. She thought that it was the boy’s little heart-to-heart talk, despite the fact that she was also mentioned several times. Nonetheless, she didn’t think that she would have to share her thoughts but she did it anyway. It turned out to be a bit rushed and she didn’t even know if it was a jumble of words or her lips formed actual words but it was time she thanked the guys for their love and care.

“I honestly feel like I’m the luckiest girl on Earth to have met you, guys. You always act so naturally with me, even though I’m your friend’s girlfriend and guys don’t usually accept their friend’s girlfriend.”

“We are gentlemen, aren’t we?” Hoseok wiggled his eyebrows.

“Yes, you are,” she chuckled, her lips curving into an ethereal smile. “Your behaviour didn’t change when we broke up with Jungkook and I’m really thankful for that. It couldn’t have been easy for you,” she suddenly shifted her gaze away in shame. She didn’t intend to broach up the topic but the words had already slipped out of her mouth when she realised that it wasn’t a good idea.

“Yah, Park Miyeon!” Seokjin exclaimed fervently, making her slightly jump in surprise. “Don’t you dare to think that we don’t like you and we only bear the sight of you because of Jungkookie! You are a lovely lady and a supporting friend, so I don’t want to hear another sentence like that!”

“O-okay,” she stuttered. Her eyes were widened in shock. Without a doubt, Seokjin’s overprotective mommy side showed up again and she definitely didn’t see that coming. She needed another second before she could get herself back on track and continue her monologue. “So the thing is that I’m really happy to be in your squad and be here with you today. You’ve helped me a lot with your constant support and cheerful messages, so I feel like it’s already a gift that I can spend this special day with you. Merry Christmas!”

The moment she finished her speech, the guys’ wishes filled the room and echoed back from the walls. It didn’t take long to found herself in their affectionate, big group hug. Needless to say but she didn’t need to think about it twice; it was her best Christmas ever.

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 After the wishes and speeches, the lunch was served and all of them ate well. Seokjin was undoubtedly a super talented chef, his menu was definitely appetizing and extremely delicious. He prepared seaweed soup, roasted turkey with rice and wok vegetables and the already mentioned desserts; red velvet snowballs, maejakgwa and mochi rice cake. On top of that, he did it without any help because his parents spent their Christmas Eve with their friends who lived in Gimhae, so they already left in the morning. Not to mention that he specifically wanted to make it on his own, so he was lucky that his parents let him.

After lunch, it was time for presents! Everyone was buzzing and repeating the same – they hoped that the others will be happy when they receive it. Miyeon bought a pink apron for Seokjin, a psychological book - Demian by Herman Hesse - for Namjoon, scented candles for Yoongi, a fluffy scarf for Jimin, a mug for Hoseok with the caption ‘Fluent in the language of dance’, an anime collection for Taehyung and an art sketchbook for Jungkook with an aesthetic iron. Luckily, everyone seemed to like their presents and she even received a long, thankful kiss from her boyfriend who was yearning after a new sketchbook for so long.

The guys bought together for the couple and she would be lying if she said that she expected a totally ordinary gift. Yet, she couldn’t say a single word when she unwrapped the box with Jungkook. A moment later, they both broke into little fists of laughter.

“Whose idea was it?” Jungkook raised his eyebrows, a grin evident on his face.

“Mine,” Seokjin raised his hand in an instant. Apparently, he was proud because he puffed his chest out. “But aren’t they cute?” he whimpered, looking at the couple pyjama set in admiration. They got the same checkered set with a long-sleeved shirt and pants and the only difference was in their colours; her pyjama was red and his was blue.

Jungkook’s present was the last but it was the icing on the cake. Her boyfriend printed lots of pictures about them – some of them she had already seen and some which she had never seen before – and put them in an aesthetic, hand-made photo album. The pictures showed both the most beautiful and most difficult moments of their relationship, small wonder why she almost broke into tears when she finished watching them through. She was so touched that she couldn’t say a proper thank you but compensated him with a sweet kiss.

For the boys, Jungkook did the same but everyone got different photos and different album covers. They were laughing at how ridiculous they looked and there were some photos that they had never seen before, so they were surprised to face them now.

Time went by as quickly as a summer’s night and it was already late at night when they bid their goodbyes and headed home. Jungkook promised to walk her home and she didn’t even protest. They were walking down the streets, holding hands and talking about the afternoon. It was so reassuring. The chilly night air of winter kissed their cheeks, leaving their marks on their bare skin to be remembered. Tiny snowflakes painted the ground dazzling and slowly fell on their coats, putting a new costume on them.

“You said that you want to talk to me in private,” she reminded the boy after some time because she was on the edge to know what he wanted to talk about. Jungkook seemed to forget about it because he suddenly ruffled his raven-black hair in frustration.

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“What is it?” she inquired, her eyes searching for those irresistible black holes. When he looked her in the eye, her legs weakened. Her heart was beating like a drum, waiting so damn impatiently for his answer. Deep down, she wanted him to say those words but she felt numb from the thought of him saying them out loud.

On the contrary, Jungkook was just as nervous as the first time he confessed. He knew that it would be another important milestone in their relationship but he wanted to make this moment a bit more special. He wanted her to remember the words for the rest of her life. He didn’t want them to fade away like the warm spring coming after the freezing winter, healing the wounds that the cruel weather caused. He didn’t want them to disappear with time, he wanted to make them immortal.

“Actually,” he cleared his throat but he didn’t need to get her attention, she was already looking at him. Her caramel latte-like eyes were glistening like precious little diamonds. “I wanted to say it somewhere else not on this street, maybe not even on Christmas Eve but then I’ll say it now,” he slowed down and came to a halt.

Miyeon struggled to keep her composure in check. Her heart was hammering away rapidly, making her feel a bit dizzy. She was longing after those words, those damn words that neither of them dared to say out loud. It was funny to think that how three single words could give them headaches and frazzled nerves, keeping them awake at nights or cherishing them to sleep. Maybe they weren’t like the oxygen that was essential to every human being but they were more like water that their relationship needed to stay hydrated.

“I was thinking of it for quite some time now,” Jungkook started nervously, scratching the back of his neck. His jet-black eyes represented the whole universe for her, she wanted to get lost in them and never be found again. But until he was there to look for her, she wasn’t in danger. “I am so thankful that you stayed with me and even though you had a hard time with those bullies at school, you’ve still chosen me. I wish I could give you more but that’s what I can do. I only know how to take care of you and I sometimes think it’s not enough because I don’t tell you how I feel as often as I should,” he admitted, his voice trailing at the end.

“It’s okay, Jungkook. You don’t have to tell me everything,” she tried to easy his worry with a reassuring smile but he shook his head.

“But I want you to know how lucky I am because you are beside me,” he tilted his head, his gaze fixated on her eyes. He held her hands tightly, squeezing them like he never wanted to let her go. She was trembling like the falling snowflakes around her. She was afraid that this beautiful and quiet glass would eventually break, scattering into pieces. Was it an exception that their house of cards wouldn’t collapse this time?

“I love you, Miyeon,” he whispered to her, into the cold night air, ensuring another magical moment for Christmas Eve.

Miyeon’s heart missed a beat as his words made their way out of his mouth. His voice was barely audible but she knew that he meant it seriously. She could see her own reflection in his jet-black eyes, seeing the past, the present and the future at the same time. She didn’t want this moment to pass, she wanted to hold it in her hands, stopping the time that was ticking by.

For a moment, she stayed right there and the boy thought that she got scared off, so for the first time that day, his confidence waned, his eyes widened in fear.

“I love you, too, Jungkook,” she managed the sentence out and without thinking it through, she crashed into him for a bear hug. He chuckled as her fragile body pressed against his and her vanilla-scented hair tickled his skin. When she was in his arms, he felt strong again, he was ready for a fight, he was prepared for any war. In the name of love, he would voluntarily fight until the end. And she knew it and that was love was really about.

Sometimes you need to question the other’s intentions and make sure that you feel the same way. Other times, you already know the answer because he’s right next to you, holding you tightly, gently strolling your hair, whispering soothing words into your ear. Your hearts are beating at the same time but no words are exchanged. Sometimes those damn words can make you feel at ease but sometimes you don’t even need words. A soft touch, a kiss on the forehead and a press on your hand is enough.

Sometimes his presence is enough.

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General IB Tips (Part 1, because I have a lot to say on this topic)

Whether you’re just entering the IB program or, like me, you’re almost done with your first year, here are some tips that I have picked up from my experiences as an overwrought but successful student!

For those of you that are unaware, International Baccalaureate is an international standard for education that is employed at schools around the world. It is an extremely rigorous program. More below the cut!

My experience as an IB student:

I am finishing my Junior (Grade 11) year in a Florida, US school on May 24. This is important because my school puts the most work on the Juniors so Seniors can focus on applying for colleges and scholarships and taking exams. They still have a lot of work though.

I am not taking any IB exams this year, all of my classes will be tested for in my senior year.

I am a full IB student, which means all 7 of my hour-long classes are IB.

I have 6 extracurricular activities but I will not get a paying job until next year.

I have generalized anxiety disorder, depression, and insomnia/chronic nightmares that impact my ability to work.

general - the conditions

PLEASE banish the advice that “You’ll be perfectly fine if you don’t procrastinate! IB is so easy if you’re a hard worker!” There are so many other factors, a lot of which I will cover, that will impact your ability to work, and even though IB is standardized across the boards, each school does things slightly differently. There are going to be difficult days. You’re going to have breakdowns and want to quit, and hate yourself and IB. There will be really bad days, or really bad weeks. I have done very little procrastinating and have worked really hard, and I’ve still had difficulty dealing with the workload. 

IB does take a lot of discipline and routine. You will have to sacrifice. I chose to sacrifice sleep and my social life, but I’m working harder to take care of myself now that the worst days are clearing out.

IB is not just for the intelligent kids. It’s for the kids willing to be chewed up and spit out. This takes a lot of character beyond book smarts, and if you decide to do the IB Certificate Program (some IB classes) instead of IB Diploma (full IB), or just full on drop out, that is okay. It is always okay. Not everyone is made for a program that expects an inhuman amount of effort and work. If you have complicating circumstances or even just issues with your personal condition with taking IB, there’s no shame in quitting or dropping classes. There are other options past IB if you want to succeed in life. IB is a choice. 

Don’t go through this alone. My rule of thumb is to always have 2 kids my age and 1 adult I can rely on to rant to, get advice from, or just cry on the shoulder of when I’m having my hard times. This preserves your mental health and helps people help you if you get to a really bad point.

And despite all the negativity (read: honesty) in these points above... Be excited! Keep an open mind. IB fosters creative and critical thinking, and opens you up to an international mindset useful in all aspects of life. It doesn’t teach all the life skills I would like, but that’s what your mentors and peers are for. If there’s something you want, go for it, and always attempt to find a good side to every adversity. I keep a lil jar called the Good Things Jar where I put in slips of paper of good things that happen to me. I have been neglecting it due to busy schedules lately, but even on bad days I try to put one good thing in. It’s seriously helped my outlook this year.

general - completing assignments

Remember: Extra Credit is your best friend, but your priority is to get the assigned work done. EC is for when something falls through or no amount of studying will get you passing that Thermodynamics test. If your teacher doesn’t give a lot of EC and offers some, jump on it! You won’t regret it.

Always prioritize based on size of the project and the deadline. If it’s a longer deadline but a bigger project, start as soon as possible. No matter what the size, always work on the things due the soonest first in case you can’t get to all of your to do list.

Talk to your teachers. Especially when things come up. Whether it’s extracurriculars, family issues, personal issues, emergencies, etc, if something keeps you from completing an assignment or you aren’t grasping the materials, talk to your teachers. It is very important to have a close relationship with even your disliked IB teachers because you need to be able to get cut breaks. IB teachers know the issues of IB, they’re usually understanding. Chances are, as long as you’re a good and honest student, they’ll take late work or bargain with you, and help you make up work unless they already have a procedure or bulletin for you to reference on your own time.

Don’t always chunk your workload by assignment. I will break up even simpler tasks into certain milestones so that I can cope. I want to rewrite all my math notes? I want chapter 5 done by Monday. I never write my schedule so strictly that I have specific times for each assignment. I see some people say 1:00: Read, 2:00 Eat, 3:00 Take Notes. Even the most organized students can’t conform to that rigid a schedule. Instead, schedule periods for general aspects - the morning is for studying, the afternoon for writing, the evening for relaxing, etc. And make sure you program in breaks, because it’s not healthy to sit for too long, write for too long, etc without proper self-care!

notetaking

Good notetaking skills are very valuable! I don’t have time to make my notes super embellished like a lot of studyblrs, but I still seriously value clean notes and I will retake notes multiple times if necessary. Not only does it help when you need to reference them again for test or exam time, but it helps you cement the knowledge in your mind more.

My notetaking strategy: four pen/marker colors. 1 for titles, 1 for subtitles, 1 for important details (names, dates, key points, etc) and 1 (typically black) for supporting information/regular text. I like to change up the colors so I can remember separate note sets in the same subject/notebook, so you’ll see one of the many taxes that provoked the American revolution in greens and blues, the next in reds, and the next pinks and purples. Diagrams get their own sets of colors depending on complexity and keys.

The reason I like this notetaking strategy is it still allows me neat, color-coded notes without getting overly fancy. I draw only what I absolutely need to, and sometimes I’ll doodle if I need to relax and my hands are itching to draw. But generally I find that aesthetic notetaking just spends time I can use to relax or complete other work, so I refrain! Practicality over aesthetics in IB.

working past mental illness

A lot of us have it. I have firsthand experience, and it’s not fun. Just Wednesday night, I ended off all of my homework at 12 AM and had a mental breakdown until 2 AM. There will be really bad days, and you just can’t avoid them. IB has some flexibility for students, but it still doesn’t have much wriggle room for chronic mental illness.

Be aware of yourself. I know I get sensory overload, I know I have anxiety attacks and that my average resting heartbeat has been 100-120 lately wITHOUT COFFEE and I need to take care of that. I know I have insomnia and nightmares and it’s hard to get to sleep. Use that knowledge to your advantage to prevent procrastination, situations that are triggering or overwhelming, and people that aren’t good for you. 

Don’t overdo the extracurriculars. They’re good for the resume and they’re fun, but trust me, it’s not a good idea. I have 6, and at the peak of their work I was so overworked I didn’t sleep for an entire week. I had 8 before I started full IB, and I dropped 2 and still had issues. My advice is 2-3, and devote all your energy to it within reason. As it is, I don’t believe you should join anything you can’t give at least 65% to. Sure you might not be able to attend every meeting or take on extra responsibilities, but you should be attentive and dedicated to it. I love all my extracurriculars dearly and I cope with the stress because it’s rewarding, and by this time of the year most of them have finished for the year anyway.

Don’t bottle it up. As stated earlier, you should have 2 kids your age and 1 adult you can rely on to talk to about one subject at any time. They can be anyone you trust, but people should know what your state is so they can help if things go wrong. I like the magic number of 3 people because it allows you to express yourself multiple times without putting too much energy into one person. They are people with lives too, but you are not a burden and you deserve to be heard and validated. I like to rotate my 3. One time it’ll be my boyfriend (who’s usually in every group anyway because he likes to know that I’m okay and I like to know he is) and my best gal pal and my TOK teacher, next time it’ll be my mom, my classmate in English and my other gal pals. Don’t be afraid to reach out.

If you can’t reach out, be honest with yourself. Talk about what’s bothering you to yourself. Say “I feel mad” or “I have a headache” or “I’m panicking.” Identify the sources and try to ground yourself. There are multiple grounding and breathing techniques I use and I’d be happy to go into more detail if y’all ask about it. If grounding doesn’t work, try other coping methods such as mapping out possible solutions or taking time to self-care and medicate. If you know yourself, you’re a step closer to overcoming whatever mental boundaries you have or, at least, being more comfortable. If I start crying for “no reason” I think about what’s been stressing me out and run through recent events. It helps me rationalize and stop my anxiety from ruling me and blowing things out of proportion. I also view my intrusive thoughts like “you’re nothing, you’re worthless” as a backseat driver. “No, Karen, I’m not, I’m the driver, hush.” It seems foolish, but it really helps me because it’s both humorous and also me being rational. 

Anyway! This turned out waaaay longer than I intended it but this is just the tip of the iceberg, so if you guys wants a TL;DR version I will post it tomorrow or Saturday by request and if you want more tips just message me or ask me!! I love getting asked specific questions because it’s easier for me to answer any specific concerns or curiosities you have! If you’d like, my next post can be about suggestions on how to tackle specific aspects of IB like the EE or the CAS project!

Tagging people that specifically wanted this post:

@hunny-studies , @unfortunatelackofaliens 

#rivkah talks #rivkahstudies #ib #international baccalaureate #tw mental illness #anxiety #depression #tw panic attacks #just pm if you need me to add any more tws #studyblr #studying #advice #high school

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5 Things I Wish I Did Throughout College

You’re sitting down with a seasoned veteran—a fifth-year senior—to reminisce on the things I wish I would have done in the four years I’ve been a college student.

For you incoming freshmen, or already struggling college students, I’m here to help.

I’m writing this with hope that you won’t make the same mistakes I did.

I wish I went to class

I’ll be pretty straightforward, I was an awful student. Attending my classes was a low priority on my list, when in reality it should have been at the top of my priority list considering how expensive college is.

There are three types of professors: Mr. Mandatory Attendance, Mrs. Participation, and Ms. I Don’t Care If You Show Up To Class, If You Fail It’s Your Fault.

I’ll break these professors down for you.

Mr. Mandatory Attendance literally requires you to be in class, usually giving you three to four free days. The way it typically goes is for every day you miss after that third or fourth day, you get points knocked off your total grade.

I’ve had plenty of classes that required my attendance and I made the same mistake every. single. time. There would be days where I just couldn’t bear to leave the comfort of my warm bed and decided to use one of my free days to cuddle with my dog and Netflix, or maybe I didn’t agree with the weather.

Before I knew it, I quickly used up all the free days I had. Normally, this would happen mid-October.

October = sick season.

Here’s my advice for you: Use those days sparingly because you never know when you’ll actually need them for good reasons. Sometimes, professors will give you extra credit if you have free days left!

Mrs. participation is a professor who centers classroom attendance based on if you participated in class. For example, five minute group work that you turn in at the end of class or the classic raise-your-hand-and-pray-you’re-right-so-you-don’t-look-like-an-idiot so your professor marks you down for the day.

This is the kind of class that will get you towards the end of the semester and leave you in panic-mode. Consistently skipping participation-based classes will destroy your GPA and you never expect it to until it’s too late. Don’t mess with Mrs. Participation. She’ll ruin you.

Ms. I Don’t Care If You Show Up To Class, If You Fail It’s Your Fault is the type of professor who expects you to be responsible enough to show up on your own. She expects you to sit down at every class, listen, and then leave. It’s a textbook kind of class that students (like me) make the mistake of thinking she totally doesn’t care if I come so this class will be cake. Then I only showed up once a week, had no idea what was going on, and failed the exam.

Long story short, just go to class. Even if your attention isn’t fully on the professor and you’re working on something else (or scrolling through Pinterest on your laptop) you’re still retaining a bit of information, so that counts for something.

2. I wish I managed my time better

This is what our high school teachers constantly warned us about.

Two distinct differences between high school and college are (1) you’re not forced to go to school for eight hours straight and (2) professors don’t give you class time to work on papers or homework (unless they’re super nice, and that is rare).

You’re expected to efficiently manage your time outside of class between four-six classes. Often you’ll have one paper due the same day you have two other exams, as well as homework due in another class.

Tips:

Buy a planner and actually use it

Set reminders on your phone

Schedule at least two days off if you have a job and be as productive as possible

You have to figure out when you can study for those exams (don’t wait the night before, no amount of caffeine will save you), how far ahead you’ll have to start writing that paper, and when you’ll have time to squeeze in finishing that homework.

Sometimes in situations like that, it’s necessary to prioritize which assignments/exams are most important. In some classes, the professors will drop your lowest exam grade; however, you should only take advantage of this if you know you have too much on your plate and there’s no possible way you can get a decent grade.

There are plenty of tools that can help you manage your time, it’s just a matter of finding which one works best for you.

The biggest struggle will be trying to manage your personal time between time set aside for studying and homework.

Always make being a student your first priority, after all, you’re investing in it.

It’s also important to take care of yourself and still set time aside to do the things that make you happy.

3. I wish I studied more

When I was a high school student, I never studied and I still got away with decent grades.

College isn’t that easy. There are classes that only require minimum effort and then there are tedious classes that require extra work and maximum focus.

It’s easy to get into the habit of procrastinating and allowing yourself to wait until the night before to start studying for an exam.

Today, we have too many tools that can help us study to even consider putting it off, because at this point studying is easy. It’s just a matter of making yourself do it.

Tips:

Using pen and paper to write things down boosts your memory retention. Even if you use a laptop during class, just go back over the notes and write them down!

If your professor gives you a study guide, fill it out as the professor lectures. This saves a lot of time from trying to look for the answers outside of class when the professor is going over it in class.

Quizlet. Quizlet. Quizlet. Not only can you make your own flashcards, you can search for the class and see if someone has already made one.

The library is your friend!

If you’re feeling unmotivated to study, start a system where you reward yourself for every hour of studying you get done (I use Netflix and food).

CHEGG! Utilize this tool and find past exams. You could even split the account and subscription with friends to make it cheaper.

4. I wish I planned accordingly to my personal interests as a student

When you first meet with your academic advisor, their main concern isn’t exactly what’s best for you. They’re just trying to get you and a ton of other students enrolled in classes.

As a freshman, I just believed that waking up for 8 a.m. classes was a part of college I would have to deal with. I’ve always been a night owl so obviously, 8 a.m. classes and I don’t get along.

All I needed to tell my advisor was “I won’t be as successful taking a class load with early start times” and talk to them about scheduling your classes later in the day.

It’s important to plan your college career accordingly to how you work best. If you’re not a morning person and have trouble getting yourself out of bed, don’t take an early morning class.

Another thing to plan for when scheduling your classes is when you can eat. If you plan on starting your day early and ending it mid-afternoon, don’t forget to leave a time slot for lunch. If you’re starting your classes after lunch, make sure you have time for dinner.

A tool I’ve habitually leaned on while scheduling my classes is Rate My Professor. This site is a life-saver in terms of preventing you from ending up in a class with a villainous professor; you just input the professor’s name, look for the class in the ratings, and viola! You can decide if you want to take that professor.

I almost forgot! There’s immense pressure to graduate in 4 years, but here’s the thing: only 19% of students graduate with their bachelors in 4 years. I’m not saying become a college student for life, but just take your time. Determine what amount of credit hours works best for you and just go with it!

Additionally, it’s okay to be unsure about your major. You’re young, it’s difficult to imagine yourself in a career field that you’ll be working in until retirement. Take it from someone who has changed their major four times, it’s not the end of the world—if you believe you’ll be happier in the long run, I encourage you to go with your gut!

Side note: keep in mind that if you do have trouble waking up in the mornings, you definitely need to find a permanent solution because hello, full-time job after graduation.

5. I wish I had chosen better friends

When I look back on my four years of college, the one thing I would change first is who I surrounded myself with.

Between the actual school work, the hits on your mental health, and the oh-so familiar feeling of overwhelming stress, you need people you know you can count on.

The last thing you need is to deal with drama that reminds you of high school, or even worse, someone who drags you down with negativity.

Choose your friends wisely.

How do you know if they’re good for you?

They encourage you.

A good friend will push you to study, to take personal time to decompress, and cheer you on.

They push you out of your comfort zone

College is a time where growth is inevitable. There’s only so much growing you can do as a person when you restrict yourself to small circle of comfort, and a good friend will push you to do things to better yourself.

If they’re pushing you to do things that you’re reluctant of trying - keep them around.

They check on you

Sometimes we go MIA and lock ourselves away in our rooms, attempting to hide from the world and our problems. A good friend would notice that you’ve become a little hermit and drag you out of bed.

There’s a ton of other ways that could be check-on worthy and the point is they’ll always notice and be by your side.

Personally, those are three things I believe are the most important to keep a friend around.

Good, reliable friends will make your college experience go so much smoother. It’s no coincidence that once I found two of my best friends who push me, encourage me, and keep an eye out on me, I began pursuing things I never would have, my GPA shot up, and I truly became happy.

College is all about self-control; controlling that sneaky laziness, the skip days, the “I’ll go out this weekend and just pull an all-nighter Sunday night” mentality, and of course, the junk food.

Do yourself a favor and hit the gym every once in a while. It’s good for you.

Welcome to college, freshies.

#college #personal #freshmen #tipsforcollege #blog #Mistakes #collegetools

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How I got all A* at GCSE

Okay, the title lied. I didn't get all A*s. I got 9A* and one A, letting the side down.  Oh and a distinction in additional maths, if anyone cares about that. 

Now we’ve cleared that up I’ll get on with telling you how I did it. 

Time- You get out what you put in. And I put in a lot of time. I started making my notes from the offset in year ten and made sure I revised thoroughly for end of module tests so that when I was properly revising for exams it would just be relearning things id already spent time understanding, making it much quicker the second time around. By February year eleven I started revising properly and was doing on average 6-7 hours of revision a day on week days and at least 7-8 hours on the weekend. I can't stress the importance of starting early so you can put in the hours. 

Time off - Whilst I revised pretty full on past February, I still allowed myself breaks. I didn't start revising until the afternoon as during my time at school I was not a morning person, so on weekends I would take the whole morning to my-self and do whatever I pleased. Its good to have a set time to have off every week. A friend of mine would take Sunday off. Whatever suits your schedule. I also made some time (more so before Easter) to go out with friends even if it was just for a couple of hours. 

Revision technique - I was always someone who revised for module tests even in year seven so by the time GCSEs came around I had a pretty good idea of what type of learner I was and what revision techniques worked best for me and for what subject. Its good to try out different methods of revision when revising for module tests. It’ll help you to see which ones you find work best for you so that you know you can revise In the most effective ways during exam season and it’ll make learning everything a lot less stressful. It might also be useful for you to research what type of learner you are once you've figured out which revision methods work best for you so you can find out some more helpful tips for your learning type. 

Breaks- Its been proven that after about 30-40 minutes concentration starts to dwindle. Its important to take five minute break every 30-40 minutes and get yourself away from your workspace. It could be going to talk to a family member, playing a game on your phone or just thinking about something else. I would discourage the use of social media though because if you're anything like me it sucks you in and before you know it its hours later and too late to get anything productive done. 

Goals- Set goals. No matter how small, setting goals helps to break up everything you have to get done into manageable pieces. This has always made me feel less overwhelmed and therefore more motivated and less likely to procrastinate. I also never recommend using time as a goal. By saying you want to do, I don't know, five hours total in the night, it could be completely unproductive and you end up spending the whole time staring at an open book not taking anything in. Whereas, if you set yourself certain pieces of work you want to learn off by heart by the end of the night, you're less likely to sit there dozing off. 

On the other hand, set manageable goals. I often set two goals, an optimum goal and a less than optimum goal, just incase I end up running late or getting really tired by the end. This keeps me motivated as I very rarely don’t complete the optimum goal, but by focussing my efforts on my first goal, and then only focussing on my second goal after the first had been completed, it seems less overwhelming and the sense of achievement pushes me through the last stretch.  But even if I don't complete the last stretch, I've still had a productive night and can be proud of that. 

Understanding- I made sure I knew everything inside out. I would ask my teachers anything I wasn't 100% sure on, no matter how stupid the question, and would spend hours in the house watching youtube videos on the topic in question and read around it until I was sure I understood it. Not only does it make it quicker and easier to learn the work if you understand it,  but it also helps you to tackle the harder questions in the exams which require you to apply your knowledge. 

Past papers- These are so so so important. There’s only so far learning information will get you. I would highly recommend doing all the past papers available to you on that exam board ( even if you're doing resulta new spec- I feel your pain, my A level biology and chemistry were new spec, but the old spec past papers will have similarities). Past papers let you develop and perfect your exam technique, and quite often some questions are repeated or asked in very similar ways year after year so you’ll know exactly what to put when they come up. You find that as you complete more and more  past papers your marks will improve because you’ll start to get a feel for the mark schemes and what you need to put in your answer to get you the marks e.g certain key words.   

Most of all, remember to not get too stressed. If you're reading this I'm going to assume you want to get good grades, but never forget  that these grades don't define you, or your future. There’s so many different ways to get where you want to get these days that a bad grade isn't the end of the world.

I wish you all good luck with your studies, and don't forget to enjoy your time at school 😃

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08.04.2023. summer nights. 21.13.

I've got one exam on Monday and then I'll be back to doing my stuff because I'm so far behind in everything.

#eating ice cream from a glass cause why not #the late afternoon exam schedule has be procrastinating hours before exams #damnn it's hot in here #studyblr #college #productivity #study #studying #student #life #being productive #tumblr #blog #sppu #studygram #study motivation