Chapter 2

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Namjoon watches as Yongsun places her last small box of stuff on the floor of her dorm. He decided to help her with her things first before getting his belongings and heading to settle in his dorm, but he kind of regrets that decision now. 

The green flannel he was initially wearing is now tied around his waist. His gray tank top displays his now swollen biceps after lifting so many of Yongsun's heavy belongings. A little sheen of sweat can be seen on his forehead.

It took a long while and one too many trips up and down their floor to get all her things out of the car. Namjoon eyed the small size of her assigned closet and wondered how the heck Yongsun was going to manage fitting all her clothes in that tiny thing. 

The room is small but just enough space for 2 people. The plain white walls leave much to be desired, which makes sense so that each student has a blank canvas to which they can decorate and customize their space. Upon walking in, there are desks against the wall where the door is on both sides. Resting against the adjacent walls is each student's designated wardrobe. Straight ahead there's a little walk away leading to a large window that leads out to the balcony. On opposing sides of the room, there are 2 twin sized beds, one for Yongsun and one for her roommate. 

Without much of a preference, Yongsun decides to occupy the left side of the room.

Namjoon imagines that his dorm set up will be identical, if not similar. There are no bathrooms in suite as students will be using communal bathrooms. Probably to promote social interaction among students. 

Since the rooms obviously don't have room for a kitchen, each hall has a small shared kitchenette equipped with a microwave, a water jug that dispenses cold or hot water, and vending machines. Namjoon doesn't foresee himself using it that often, except when test season comes around since he'll most likely be living off ramen. 

Other than that, he'll opt to eat at the cafeteria downstairs. 

"Looks like you're alone in here for now, Sunny." He says as he looks around his girlfriend's 2 bedroom dorm, noticing that her roommate's side is still empty, indicating that they haven't arrived yet. 

"Seems so. I hope she gets here soon! I've never had to share a room before so I'm excited!" Yongsun beams throwing her arms around her boyfriend's neck. "You should start getting your things before it gets dark. I'll text you when I'm done." She places a chaste kiss on his lips before starting to unpack.

Namjoon sighs debating if he should just abandon his things in the car and wait until tomorrow. Ultimately, decides against it realizing he needs to put bedsheets on his bed and needed a change of clothes. He drags himself downstairs to grab the remainder of his things.

...

Namjoon finished unpacking hours ago at this point. He met his roommate, Jimin, who is a  Kinesiology major and Dance minor. "Making him an expert in body movements... in bed," the shorter joked, but also seemed serious. 

Jimin has light blonde hair. He was a couple inches shorter than Namjoon, but what he lacks in height he makes up for in personality. Namjoon could tell right off the bat that he is very outgoing and friendly. He imagines that he can command the attention of every room he walks into as he had a certain elegance and grace in the way he moved. He is a dancer after all. 

They got along rather quickly and that's how he finds himself playing what seemed like the 100th round of Call of Duty on their shared TV. 

He checks his phone and there is still no message from Yongsun. Hmm, probably getting to know her roommate. 

He didn't realize it but Jimin was eyeing him the whole time they were playing.

"You got a girlfriend or something? I ask because this is probably the 10th time you checked your phone and your lack of focus is causing us to lose bro." Jimin laughs.

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