Namjoon was so, so helplessly in love with him. Even though he knew he stood no chance to ever even get a stare from him, his heart was doing on it's own. The way his dark brown hair was perfectly hugging his head, the way his puffy pink lips would pout every time he didn't get what he wanted, the way his eyes would wrinkle as he laughed... All those small things made Namjoon's heart burst and flutter into his chest.
But what could Namjoon do about it? He was just a simple kid, shy and quiet, only speaking or interacting with teachers and his best friend, Taehyung while the other was one of the most popular people in high school.
Girls were all dreaming about him, even guys gave him adoring stares because he was really breathtaking. And he had such strong charm and charisma that no human being would ever reject his presence.
Talk about the times when Namjoon would accidentally see him in only his sport shorts, after finishing up the football training on the school field. Namjoon would run away as fast as his legs would carry him in hope for him not to notice him.
As someone who never experienced anything romantic, Namjoon dreamed about having his first kiss. He was like a small bud waiting to blossom into a beautiful rose. And Seokjin was the pollen he needed.
Namjoon was quiet. No one wanted to speak to him. Well it's not like they didn't really want to but Namjoon gave off that kind of energy not to come near him. Because, well, he was shy. Taehyung grew up with him, literally house beside house, so he was kind of a safe place in this enormous building. And Taehyung knew that. He would never let anyone hurt his best friend.
So imagine what it is like being in love for so many years and to never be noticed by your loved one?
Namjoon blamed that stupid science teacher for putting them up in the first year for a school project. Namjoon only spent three days with the other but it was enough to make him fall so deep. The other probably forgot about it.
Adjusting his sight glasses, Namjoon sat into his seat and waited for the teacher to come in. But there he was, the male who stole his heart three years ago, walking inside with his friends and wearing the most gorgeous smile ever onto his face.
Kim Seokjin.
His 'texting' friend. His League of Legends trainee. Namjoon could never tell him his identity. As soon as he would find out who Namjoon is, he would delete him from his friends list and never talk to him again.
Namjoon couldn't let that happen. Not now that he had the chance to at least text him. Namjoon might act cool through messages but deep inside he is burning.
"Joonie, you can't hide forever. He will find out sooner or later." Taehyung whispered.
"No, Taehyung. At least I can talk to him this way." Namjoon whispered back, making sure not to be too obvious. His stomach was filled with butterflies from top to bottom.
"What makes you think he won't talk to you if you tell him who you are?" Taehyung asked. Taehyung was right. He couldn't know that. But still, he didn't want to risk it all.
"Tae, not now. Please." Namjoon whispered. Taehyung sighed and turned his head to look at the group but was slightly surprised to see the brunette staring at their desk. At Namjoon, to be precise. "He is staring at you." Taehyung whispered and giggled quietly.
Namjoon turned away from him to stare through the window but he felt his phone buzzing into his pocket. Taehyung was a great decoy so no one could see him texting or anything.
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Can you text?incognito
I can't because I'm in class toowwhandsome
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You too?incognito
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Which class are you in?incognito
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I love it only because I always have it with the guy I'm in love withincognito
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Wanna play when we get home?incognito
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I'll just have to do my history homework firstwwhandsome
Who the hell does have a history homework?incognito
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Does that mean that we are in the same class right now??incognito
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I'll find out who you are :)wwhandsome
Just you wait--
Omg I forgot how much I actually loved this fanfic wkdjjewkkwk
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𝙄𝙉𝘾𝙊𝙂𝙉𝙄𝙏𝙊 - 𝙉𝘼𝙈𝙅𝙄𝙉
FanfictionADJECTIVE - (of a person) having one's true identity concealed.