Mini Bangtan Imagines || OT7

Story 1 - The class nerd - part 1

member: namjoon <3 

(your name is aeh-san for this story, i decided that because y/n is too over rated in fanfics and i wanted to write something original hehe- i hope you like it)

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i took a seat in class, and half of my classmates were shocked because of my presence. 

i usually didn't attend school, i prefered to stay back home and study because that was more productive rather than joining school where half of the people are idiots and there are other useless classes like arts, P.E etc. you may think that's a really lame reason to skip school, but trust me- when you're studying for a national level competition; you gotta.

"Yang Aeh-san!!" my math professor Mr. Choi exclaimed sarcastically. i looked down, a little embarrassed. "now since you've finally blessed us with your appearance here- let's solve some math problems, shall we?" 

i nodded. "alright then, Namjoon, Sooya and Aehsan can come ahead and solve these problems on the board please?" 

i glanced at the two of them who confidently walked up to the board. and then there was me- who had absolutely no clue what had been taught. all the weeks i was at home, i did only trigonometry, calculus and algebra which was required for the exam; but the permutation-combination sums broke me into a sweat.

i glanced at Namjoon who was busy scribbling the solution. he was the topper in the previous semester, and he's also giving the national exam- how can he manage to study extensively for both and then there's me...

He caught me glancing at his solution and i quickly turned away- pretending to be solving the question. he observed the chaos happening in my head, and also saw me sweating.

he slightly leaned into me- "use (n-1) factorial for that" and i instantly looked towards him, and our eyes met. for a moment i was peering deep into his eyes, but the next moment he turned away with a nod and i gulped in. I somewhat half way solved the problem when the two of them already returned to their seats and i was infront of the class, struggling my way to the problem.

Mr. Choi was glaring at me- and as my hands trembled, I finally wrote the answer and handed him the chalk. I was returning to my seat, when-

"Would anyone like to correct Aehsan's solution? Namjoon- you?" he frankly asked. i thought he would stood up, smirk at me and erase my solution off the board and correct it- but to the class's surprise (and mine too) he said "the solution is correct- i dont think it needs correction" and i glanced at him saying that.

"well, alright then- moving forward." Mr. choi continued, and i breathed a sigh of relief. Namjoon saved me today- and i really couldn't stop thinking about that. i have to say thanks at least.

the lunch bell rang soon, and i assembled all my books and keeping them all in my locker, i headed to the lunch area. i saw Namjoon near the window, slurping some ramyeon as he talked to a friend. I decided to approach him and say thanks, this would be the right time!

i skipped over to him and greeted him 'hi' . he was slurping some noodles, so he just smiled. he kept the cup down and said 'hello'

"i just wanted to say thanks, i mean- for telling me the formula in class-" i started to explain. "oh, that's okay" he sheepishly said looking down. just then, a strong breeze blew into the window, causing the curtains to blow in, and knocking the ramyeon cup noodles onto my uniform. i was taken aback, and the place had become all messy; and both me and Namjoon were very embarrassed. 

"m-my-my skirt!" i stuttered because it all looked ruined. "oh- oh my god" Namjoon said with widened eyes. i ran out of the cafeteria in humiliation and went straight to the ladies' washroom. luckily, there was no one around, so i grabbed a bunch of tissue and wet it and started wiping my uniform vigorously. Why today of all days?

just when i was proceeding to take other napkin, i felt someone grab my wrist. "NAMJOON? THIS IS THE GIRLS-" I said and he shushed me-"i am so sorryyyyy- please let me help you! i know they all call me the god of destruction but i can't stand someone to be ashamed because of me" and i stood there quietly, with my head hanging low. he quickly grabbed another napkin, sat down and wiped my skirt patiently. 

i was blushing, because i never really had a boy help me like this before. i do have a brother- but he is technically useless; not gonna lie. 

after he had removed most of the stains on my skirt, he stood up and bowed down, "i am sorry once again" and without saying anything, i took the napkins from his hands and threw it in the bin. i turned to face him. "it's alright--" i proceeded to leave the place before someone saw me there with him, but then-

he suddenly caught hold of my wrist again (he really needs to stop doing that because i feel butterflies in my stomach fluttering around) "hey! ummm.." i turned to face him but this time i got too close. i could see how his neck was structured, the veins, the cute little mole and then his jawline. my eyes also caught a glimpse of his plump pink lips but then i looked away before it seemed too obvious. 

"yeah-h?" i asked sheepishly.

"umm about the math thing- i think you need tutoring- you need to know...those stuffs-before finals!" he stammered. i thought for a while. yup, i got the hint Kim Namjoon.

"sooo- are you willing to do that--?" i asked, blinking my eyes, staring at him as he nervously nodded.  

"okay, hehe- thanks!" i smiled a bit before i fled from the place.

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TO BE CONTINUED