JUNGKOOK P.O.V.
Jungkook quietly glanced out of the car window, watching as the school slowly started to come into view as Sejin drove down the path, the roses that surrounded the edges of the path were still surprisingly in full bloom, reminding him of when he first arrived.
His eyes slightly widened as he saw how many cars were parked outside of the school, students in regular clothes piling out and making their way towards dorm students, some chatting animatedly with each other. He was admittedly rather surprised to see so many cars scattered around, half expecting that most of the students were back and he was one of the last stragglers to come in.
It wasn't long before the driver was pulling into an empty space and the younger quickly unbuckled his seatbelt, removing his attention from the window as he turned slightly and watched as the older male switched the engine off and exited the car, leaving him alone. He glanced down at his outfit and took a deep breath, trying to will away the nervous butterflies that had started up inside his stomach.
He had never dressed like this in front of so many people before, always having been self conscious of people's opinions. He took another breath before opening the door and climbing out, gently shutting it behind him before making his way towards the trunk, where the driver was patiently waiting.
"Good luck at the games, Jungkook." Sejin spoke while taking the younger's suitcase out of the trunk and the younger gladly took it, stepping back slightly and resting it besides him. "Thank you," he thanked the older male and watched as the driver gave a curt nod before walking back around the car, hopping into the drivers side and slowly driving away.
Jungkook hummed and turned around, doe eyes curiously scanning around in hopes of finding a familiar face but he wasn't as lucky, seeing unfamiliar faces everywhere he looked meaning his hyungs and friends were either already at their dorms or they hadn't arrived yet.
He grabbed his suitcase and started making his way further up the path, hyper aware of they eyes on him as he continued to walk. His cheeks flushed in embarrassment as a low wolf whistle echoed in the air the moment he passed by a rather looking shabby looking blond, his stomach twisting in slight disgust as he purposely quickened his pace, focusing on the sound of his boots crunching down on the gravel.
Soon he was pushing open the door to his dorm building, grumbling quietly as he caught sight of the stairs but also feeling relief as he realised there was no one else currently around him, he was alone and away from prying eyes. He took a deep breath and started his climb up the stairs, his suitcase clanging behind him as he all but dragged it with him, wincing every so often when the wheels made contact with a stair.
The younger still didn't understand how there were no elevators inside the dorm buildings, the headmaster obviously had money so why not use some and install the machines? He felt bad for those students who had dorms right on the top floor, so many stairs to climb.
A few more minutes passed before he finally reached his floor, letting go of his suitcase for a moment as he reached down and smoothed out his skirt, running his hands over the soft fabric a few times before grabbing his suitcase again and making his way towards a familiar door, his nerves spiking up again as a bunch of different scenarios flickered through his mind, thankfully not all of them were bad.
Jungkook nervously ran his hand through his hair before taking a deep breath and carefully opening the door, cringing at the little creak it made.
The younger slipped inside, the door shutting behind him with a gentle click as he rested his suitcase against the wall before taking his jacket off and hanging it up, noting that there were two other jackets hanging up that he hadn't seen before. He quietly walked further into the dorm, eyebrows furrowing at how silent it was and he couldn't help but wonder if his soulmates were even here; maybe he was the first one back.
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