savior complex - kth

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I often thought about if I relied too heavily on Jungkook, if I was too co-dependant when it came to my emotions and feelings. I didn't know a life where he wasn't by my side for everything. As I walked beside him towards the campus of NYU it's all I thought about. He was telling me a story about when we visited Jasper here and I had gone to sleep early, how Jasper had gotten him so drunk he kept falling over when he would walk then he'd get up and continue. I was barely listening with my brain just going over how I'm suppose to go to a class without him.

My first class was Calculus 2, and his first class was Religious Studies. His started 45 minutes after mine but he came to campus the same time and decided to just go to the library and draw or, in the future, catch up on school work. I was never very good at math, but I spent a lot of time studying to get through my first two years of college. I also had Jungkook who is good at everything he's ever tried, schooling came easy to him and he took almost every hard class his first 2 years so these last 2 would just be fun.

"Do you know where you're going?" Jungkook asked me, I nodded in response but he laughed. "Don't be nervous, you've been to this campus before."

"But I was following my brothers around." I defended myself.

He turned around so he was facing me, both of us stopped on the sidewalk. There was so many people around us and I know he wanted me to focus only on him. "You have my location on, if you need anything just come find me."

I shoved his shoulder, turning him back around. I knew he didn't mean it literally but he was throwing it out there. 

I sighed as I looked down the long building that I was meant to be heading into, my class started in about 5 minutes so I couldn't stall any longer. "Okay. I'll meet you in the cafeteria at 1." That was 5 hours from now, and a lot of time away from Jungkook and figuring things out on my own.

He waved me off and headed the opposite direction while I walked through the old architecture of this school. There was so many people around me passing me by, they seemed from every different types of life and I couldn't help but wonder what all their story was and why they were at NYU. 

I reached my building and double checked it on my phone to make sure it was right, as soon as I realized it was I checked Jungkook's location and he was in the library. I smiled then  began to go to the door to enter, but someone quickly beat me to it. I could tell they had ran to try to open it and they smiled at me as I gave them a thank you. He was really tall, and really handsome. He was wearing glasses and a cross body bag over a black sweater, matched with tan pants.

After I entered though, the direction that I walked he came my way. I wasn't necessarily a paranoid person but being in a brand new place I had the the intrusive thoughts in the back of my mind that he was following me. I reached the room my class was in and the door was already propped open, so I entered and he followed behind me.

I turned around and it must have read on my face because he chuckled. "Thought I was following you?"

"Oh...no." I said, trying to play off what ran through my mind for only a minute.

His long legs skipped stairs while walking up and he passed me, turning his head back to talk with his smile still visible. "I'm Namjoon, by the way."

"I'm Josie." I told him. He stopped at a row in the middle and motioned for me to enter before me so I did. "This is my first day here."

I sat down and he sat in the seat beside me, taking his bag off and setting it in the seat to his other side. "Are you from around here?"

I shook my head. "I'm from California." There was a pause as he took out his textbook along with a notebook. I hadn't;t purchased my textbook yet but I pulled out my binder. "You?"

"Yeah, I grew up in Brooklyn." His smile was really pretty and revealed a dimple on his cheek. "You'll really like it here."

Before I could ask him his major or anything, the teacher shut the door and announced that class was beginning. He began writing on a chalk board the books we'd need as well as the material's we would need. I felt very out of place, the college I went to back home was very different from this and I could just tell by how most of the people were dressed I didn't necessarily fit in. I wondered how Jungkook was feeling about it all. 

The class flew by and Namjoon let me use his book when we had to answer questions aloud, reviewing math classes we had taken previously. As I stood up to leave, he waited for me at the end of the row. "Where you headed?"

"History of dance." I said when I reached his side, both of us walking down the stairs and blocked anyone else from coming down with us. 

"Oh, my best friend's in that this semester. But you're headed my way...sort of." He opened the door to the room and we left.

On the walk there he informed me of the best places to get coffee around here, his favorite book store, and also informed me of the apartment complex they had all of their parties. We found out our Character and Conflict writing class was together and that we would link back up once we got to that classroom. He nodded at someone in the big gym looking area that my dance class was in before he walked away but I didn't catch who. As I found my seat I thought about how much Jungkook would like Namjoon, how they could talk about school work and probably enjoy the conversation.

My dance class flew by and was very stress relieving for me to be able to dance freely, I was now headed to my Character and Conflict class. Namjoon was leaned against the wall outside the classroom, giving me a big smile when he saw me. 

He stood up straight I got to him and then he lead the way into the classroom. A lot of the people in this classroom were dressed similar to him, but one guy in particular was wearing a sweater vest over a button up white shirt. His pants were a lot looser than Namjoon's and he was already seated near the front, his pencil in hand but lifted so it would rest against his lip. He seemed focused on the paper in front of him, but Namjoon didn't seem to care because he's who we walked to.

He plopped down in the seat beside him and then looked at me then the seat to the other side of him, signaling I sit down. I did. "How are you catching up on homework when it's the first day of class?"

The guy gave him a look that was ice cold, but I got to see his face. He was extremely handsome, a model almost, and his skin was perfect and his black hair was wavy and fell into his eyelashes. "I'm just writing." I was taken aback by his voice that was really deep and really smooth.

"Josie, this is Taehyung. Taehyung this is Josie." Namjoon looked between us then leaned down to dig into his backpack. Over him, Taehyung pushed the hair out of his eye with his pointer finger not really giving me much of a reaction, so I just gave him a tiny smile. Namjoon sat back up and Taehyung was facing his paper again. "We had our first class together, and this one."

"Sick." Taehyung said sarcastically, not seeming to really care about the conversation Namjoon was proposing to him.

The door shut to the classroom and a very young looking man walked in, handsome and tall. "Everyone settle in." The noise in the classroom got lower and the man turned the lights out, walking over to his desk and sitting down. A projection screen appeared on the big blank wall and it had a bunch of names on it, presumably our attendance. "I'm Dr. Kim but you guys can just call me Professor Jin."

Taehyung leaned over and mumbled something to Namjoon and he just chuckled, Professor Jin beginning to call out our names. "Josephine Franciscus?"

"Here." I said.

I felt everyones eyes on me and a burning stare from Taehyung who snapped out of it when I looked back at him. I sunk down a little in my seat but grabbed my notebook so no one would notice my anguish.