'Jeon Jungkook'
The younger male had said with a bunny smile as Namjoon wore his blue t-shirt, an awkward atmosphere still surrounding them. The evening incident might not have been the best way to introduce two roommates, but Jungkook made sure the rest of the day was comfortable for the new student.
Namjoon couldn't say he was surprised, since the bed beside him - which had been the first thing he noticed when he moved in - obviously indicated that he was going to have a roommate. The only thing that would change now that Jungkook had come was that Namjoon wouldn't get to change beds every other night, which he often found comfortable; seeing the fan move from every angle, getting the best view of the ceiling, would be now replaced with a human body beside him.
After seeing the two suitcases that Jungkook had brought with him, Namjoon had quickly moved all of his stuff to his side, the right side; since Jungkook seemed to be the kind of person to sleep with a window on his side.
The rest of the day had went peacefully with Jungkook saying sorry and asking questions (I'm so sorry; I didn't mean to walk in on you like that, How old are you? You're my hyung?! Where do you live? Do you want to know how I escape through the window?) and Namjoon explaining Jungkook what had been taught today, doing his homework till nine at night, going to the library and bumping into Seokjin (I sometimes think he's on drugs, hyung), getting everyone's stares at lunch the next day, and finding out that the pale guy and shorty were Jungkook's friends and that their names were Yoongi and Jimin, and that Jungkook was also the son of the principal and the source, surprisingly a guy sitting beside Seokjin, with the another male who looked a bit older than him throwing a glance as Namjoon stared at them (He's literally so loud, sometimes I can hear weird sounds when I pass their rooms).
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