Her Name | pjm

September .C h a p t e r F i v e.

Jimin left quite in a hurry after our unvoiced peace treaty. Somebody called him and he looked a bit concerned before rushing out. He still managed to murmur a good bye to me, which was nice, it showed me that maybe even if we cannot be close, we can at least be civil with each other.

I kept myself busy by moving in and setting all of my stuff to the correct places. While I was folding my clothes I kept thinking of how to approach this situation with Dan and the twins. The only logical solution was to lie, and it did make sense in a way, because surely they wouldn't be able to storm here without my knowledge. We were allowed to bring friends over in between the hours of 10AM and 10PM, but all of them had to be registered with the desk lady. Of course you learned this information, but not the fact that the housing is unisex, dumbass. In this way, I could lie to them about having a girl roommate, and if they would decide to visit I'd simply ask Jimin to leave for the time. I took a deep breath and hanged my last sweater in the closet. After this I moved to the study room, to set my table up. Even back home, I liked to keep my study table organised and decorated, it helped me study and focus. Every single pen had its place and there was always supposed to be at least one candle on the table. I never lit them, but they created some sort of calming atmosphere by just simply standing as a decoration. As I was unpacking my notebooks I heard someone come in. At first I assumed it was Jimin, but then I heard another voice. I instantly perked up, is he bringing friends over already? It's the first day. I was wondering how I should act in this situation, but then I remembered that this is my room too, and there is absolutely no logical reason for me to hide.

I stepped out of the room and saw Jimin and another man with him. He was a tall, wide shouldered man with black hair and very light skin. He seemed a few years older than us, and as soon as he heard me he turned around.

"Well, hello there." He was smiling warmly and reached his arm out to me. "My name is Jin, I'm Jimin's friend. Sorry for bothering you on your moving day." I shook his hand and smiled back, he seemed really friendly and the awkward atmosphere instantly dissipated. "Nice to meet you, my name is Kieran and I am not Jimin's friend." I exclaimed. He shook my hands and looked at Jimin with raised brows in amusement. "I like her, she doesn't like you. She is a smart girl." Jin teased him, but Jimin just brushed him off. I smiled once more at Jin and decided to remove myself from the situation. Even if he acted friendly, I could sense the tension in the room. In a quick glance I decided to go make myself a cup of tea. The two boys went to the balcony and sat down. I decided to not allow this to faze me, and continued rummaging through the cupboards searching for any tea. After a couple of minutes of desperate explorations I realised that we had nothing edible in the room yet. Of course there is nothing here, Kieran. Who would buy food for you? Dan is not here, you'll have to take care of it yourself, dumbass. I was so happy that at the very end of Dan's and mine conversation he offered to pay me an allowance, so that I wouldn't need to work and could study comfortably. I took a pen and a piece of paper from the study room and began writing down what I needed to buy. I decided to go to the shop and also use this time to walk around the campus, actually get to know it better. Leaning on the counter, I wrote down the main necessities that I could think of and stretched out. Jimin was still in the balcony talking with Jin and the conversation seemed to be heating up. I was wondering if now is the best time to butt in, but I wanted to know if there is anything he'd also need from the shop. I wanted to raise as many white flags as possible to Jimin, I did not want to make this any more difficult for myself.

Quietly, I approached the balcony doors, I could hear their voices better, but I blocked them out in hopes to not eavesdrop any unnecessary information. The very best thing I learned living back at home was to not listen to any conversations that did not include me, as most of the time knowing too much would hurt at the end. I knocked at the sliding door and peeked my head in.