Transfer (Namjoon FF)[BTS]

First Day (Chapter 3-Part I)

~Next Morning~

As usual my mom woke me up. After done with my daily stuff I looked for clothes. It's my first day so I should wear something simple and pretty. I found myself one top and jeans. This should be fine.

Now that I am here I need to learn some basic words but, how...? I went downstairs. "Young Miss, breakfast is ready." The maid said. "Yes. Thanks" I went towards the kitchen. Mom and Dad were already there. I sat down and ate my breakfast. "You wanna take a day off dear?" Mom asked concerned. "No mom. I would like to go to the university." I said reassuring her. "My accessories?" "There on the table." Dad said pointing towards the table. There are some books, a bag and some other necessary things. I took them and packed all. "Are you done? It's time to leave." "Dad are you coming to drop me?" "Yeah, your Mom and I would be dropping you first and then we would leave for work." He explained. "Okay. I am ready. Let's go." We all headed out of the house. The car was already there. We all took our seats. "Drishti, after meeting the teachers or any elders when you leave you have to bow. Remember that." Mom said. I nodded Rest of the ride was silent.

*Time Skip- At University*

The car stopped. "Sir, we have reached the university." The driver said. "I will leave then. Bye." I said and left the car. The university is huge. I will have to take a tour of it later, now I need to reach my class before being late on my first day. It was the month of August now. I came to know that classes had started in March. Before entering the university there was a long way to walk and both the sides of the path was covered with grass. After stepping inside the university I went towards the reception and told her my name. She searched for something on her computer. She gave me some keys saying it was for my locker, an Id and a piece of paper. I kept all in my bag. I bowed and thanked her. She told me my class was on 2nd floor. I decided to go by the elevator. When the door was just about to close someone yelled,"Wait!" I pressed the button to halt it. He stepped inside. "Thanks." He said catching his breath. He was going to press some button but stopped and looked at me. "Yes?" I asked. "2nd floor?" I nodded. "But, I have never seen you here." "Yeah, I am new." I said. He smiled at me. The guy had dimples and was cute. What am I even thinking...! I was looking down all the time. Once the elevator door was open he just ran outside. Though I was looking down I saw from the corner of my eye, he was literally checking me out. I have a very good vision, especially when I look from the corner of my eye. No time to think about this Drishti, I checked the time, it was almost 8 am. I stepped outside and looked around. I spotted the lockers. I looked for my locker. "7..." I mumbled. There it is. I went towards it and opened it with the key. I looked at the note. It contained the name and timings of all classes and breaks. I kept my bag and other books inside it except for the books that was required. With that I searched for my class. After searching for some minutes I finally found my class 'SOFTWARE CLASS III'. Luckily I didn't bump into someone or succeed in looking like a lost child. I entered the room and approached the teacher in the class. "Hello sir, I am Drishti. The transfer student." "So you are Drishti. I am Mr. Han your Homeroom teacher and Programming teacher. Introduce yourself to the class."  Introduction ugh... "Hello, I am Drishti." I said with not much interest. "That's it?" "Pretty much yeah." "Go and sit there." He said pointing towards a seat. I looked in his direction, a last seat between 2 boys. Wait, that's the same guy from the elevator. He was looking at me with the same suprise as I was looking at him.  I looked around the whole class and there was not a single seat which was empty. And like always the whole class was looking at me with different expressions. It felt like that seat was actually kept empty for me. "Thanks." I said bowing and walked towards my seat. After I took my seat the elevator guy asked me,"So you are the new transfer student huh?" "Yeah." I said coldly because he just heard it from the teacher and now he is asking that to me again. "You are being more cold than Yoongi hyung. Anyways, Annyeong, I am Kim Namjoon. Nice to meet you." "Annyeong? Yoongi hyung?" I asked with a questioning face. "Myself Drishti." "Oh yes, you don't know Korean right. Hmm...Annyeong means hello in an informal way mostly used for friends or you can even say this for bye and hyung means older brother." He explained. Finally some Korean words. "Hello. I'm your hope, you're my hope. I'm J-hope." The other guy said very brightly. "J-hope?" "His name is Jung Hoseok. But, he prefers J-hope." The Namjoon named guy said. "Okay. Hello J-hope, I am Drishti." "Last row, silence!" The teacher yelled at us. "Sorry sir." All of us mumbled. First day and I am already creating a bad impression. All because of this Namjoon. With that the teacher took our attendance and started the lesson. One hour later, the class got over. "Drishti?" The teacher called. "Yes sir?" "Take the previous notes from Namjoon. I guess you both have introduced yourselves by now." He asked eyeing both of us. "Y-yes sir." I stuttered and looked down because of blushing, and whenever I blush I slightly turn red. This means this guy Namjoon is the most intelligent one in the class as the teacher is telling me to take his notes. But, he was just glancing over me the whole time. I thought he was looking at someone else but no. I thought of confronting him but not now, I need notes from him right now. "Notes?" I asked. "Wait, I would give it you by the end of the day as I need to write some more things." "Okay. Thanks." Not such a troublesome guy after all but I need to ask him some stuff later.