The Prince | NAMJIN

02

Month passed by very quick and things didn't go the way Namjoon expected them to. Literally everyone ignored him. No one except Hoseok wanted to be his friend and some of them even began picking up on him for, example, wearing pink clothes and being way too shy around everyone. They even came up with a nicknames like, coward, chicken, puppy and so on. Namjoon didn't want to go to his college anymore.

What was he even thinking, hoping people here would be different, when everyone was just the same. Just because he didn't like much attention. He was thinking every day of how he was supposed to fight off those idiots. He knew he should speak up and defend himself. But he was scared of getting beaten up once again for speaking up for himself, since he was used to it in high school.

"Min? This is probably the first time I've seen you this month." Namjoon's psychology teacher, Mrs. Wang, spoke as she stared at the classroom door. Namjoon looked up from his notebook, surprised to see the guy Hoseok has been talking about for the past month every day but who ghosted him more than anything on this world.

Yoongi completely ignored her sentence as he looked among the students, seeing two empty spots , as well as the one at Namjoon's desk.

No one wanted to sit with him so it was always empty. He looked back at his notebook and kept writing down everything he missed during the teacher's speech, flinching slightly when the bag fell onto his desk. He slowly looked to his left to see Yoongi already laying down on the desk, his head positioned onto his arms and his eyes closed.

He could notice how everyone was staring at him, probably wondering why on earth he decided to sit beside Namjoon instead of the other male. Yoongi opened his eyes suddenly and Namjoon gasped, turning his head away quickly. He sighed, wanting to hit himself for acting like a whimp. Staring doesn't hurt.

"Are you scared of me?"

"Why would I be?" Namjoon asked back. "I just didn't expect from you to look at me at the time."

Yoongi chuckled. "Cute."

Namjoon gulped. Wait, what? Did he just.. Call me cute? Someone must have told him to call me cute and make me all flustered. Namjoon looked around but this time no one was looking at them, not even the teacher. He looked back at Yoongi who was now in a full sitting position, with his cheek into his hand, as he stared at him.

"Can you stop being so creepy?"

"Lol, how am I creepy?" Yoongi asked, shaking his head to himself. "I thought you didn't know how to talk but turns out, you have a very beautiful voice."

Namjoon could swear he turned red in an instant. He turned away from him and ignored the way Yoongi was staring at him from beside, having a gummy smile onto his face. He didn't know what was going on but he definitely wasn't interested.

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"Jennie, you can't possibly imagine what I got for my birthday."

Namjoon looked up at the pink haired girl that was running happily in direction of the desk in front of his own. The other, blonde, placed the small mirror in her purse and looked at her friend with glow into her eyes. Namjoon never had any special contact with them but they seemed like good people to him.

They were both in their own world, always talking about boys and their relationships, what almost whole college did. Namjoon began to think that his absence in those kind of conversations was the reason everyone ignored him. Namjoon never had any relationship so he couldn't relate, although he read every romance book possible so he knew almost everything about how a person should behave around their loved one.