Transfer (Namjoon FF)[BTS]

Past (Chapter 6)

TW// Mentions of suicide, self harm,  depression

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*Namjoon's POV*
The moment the new student entered the class I could feel some vibes from him. And now he winked at Drishti and she is claiming that it's her ex. "But Drishti you said you never were in a relationship!" "Yes Drishti." Hobi added. He had been witnessing the whole thing too as I did. "Guys. He's my ex crush not my ex boyfriend." Drishti said almost in a whisper so only the two of us could hear. "Why are you afraid, not afraid but so surprised to see him then." "Though he is my ex, what all he had caused me is only known by me. I..." Drishti said and was suddenly silent as if she was into deep thoughts.

*YOUR POV*
All the memories, sweet and bitter rushed back to my mind . I know I have moved on from him and I can't fall for him again. I need to stay strong, was the only thing I could say to myself at the moment. He walked towards us taking a seat in front of me. He kept his bag aside which was hanging on one side of his arm. He still hasn't changed. He turned towards me and waved at me. "Hey Drishti." He said extending his hand towards me for a handshake. I wasn't going to ignore him but try to cut our conversations short if he tried to talk or just excuse myself with some or the other reason or maybe no, if I try to avoid him it will seem like I am trying not to fall for him so I will just act normal. "Hey E/n." [E/n- Ex name] Before I could do something more like shaking hands which I obviously wasn't going to do Namjoon shook hands with him. "Hi. Myself Namjoon." The handshake wasn't too good as I could see E/n face expression changing. I looked down to see Namjoon literally crushing his hand. I separated both of there hands and gave a thin smile. "Hello there. Yourself?" He said to Hobi this time gaining a cold look. "Jung Hoseok." It was totally different from the one he gave it to me. I need to stop Bangtan otherwise everyone is gonna treat him coldly which I don't wanna happen as whatever happened was the past. "What a coincidence." "Yeah..." I just wanted to run (fly👀) to my room but of course I couldn't act stupid by running away and missing classes just because of him. Thank God, the teacher entered the class then. Never in my life was I so much happy to see a teacher. Time passed by, till now he was in all of my 3 classes with Namjoon and the teachers told him to take notes from me. Why not Namjoon, he is even more smart than me?!!!

*Break Time*

We all were sitting around and having fun as always but I felt a little weird the whole time like someone was just staring at me. Neither Namjoon nor Hobi told Bangtan about E/n which was better. "Eonni." Jihyo whispered in my ears. "Yes?" I said covering my mouth speaking to Jihyo. "A boy behind us is staring at you since the starting." I turned around to see E/n looking at me. We made eye contact because of which I turned around quick. "What's wrong noona?" Jimin asked. "Aah... nothing." Namjoon looked behind us and caught E/n looking at our table. His expression was like 'I had enough of this now.' with his palms into fists now he was going to leave the table but I got up, held his arms and pushed him down slightly to make him sit. "You are not going anywhere." I warned him. "But-!" He whined. "Nothing." "Can someone explain what's going on?" Yoongi asked. "Drishti's ex is here." Hobi said calmly. "What? But you said you never had a boyfriend." Tae said. "Crush." I corrected him. "He even had the guts to wink at her." Namjoon said angrily. Everyone looked kinda angry by now. "None of you are doing anything. He's going his way we are going ours." "Why are you even defending him? Do you still have feelings for him?" Jin asked. I questioned myself, because whatever he said made sense as I was defending him. "No." "Don't lie." Jin said again. "No means no." "Just accept it." There was this rush of feelings again. I was over mad now. I just stood up from my seat and yelled at him. "NO I DON'T!" Everyone's eyes were on me. I didn't realize my eyes were all wet with tears daring to fall. I just ran away from there to the washroom. I cleaned my face staring at my reflection in the mirror making my mind. The bell went off by now. Thankfully I don't have to confront any of them.