In The Closet. [READER × KIM NAMJOON]

_4_ The Outing

During the lecture I couldn't help but notice how different he was from back when we both were struck together. There, he was attractive even when I couldn't see him I'm not saying he isn't now, now he's different kind of attractive. The eatable kind of attractive I mean. He had platinum bronze hair. His dark flicks were covering his right forehead. And I had this itch to walk straight to him and uncover his flawless forehead. What's with me! He wore a black casual shirt with matching pants and a pair of square glasses which gave him a mature look. I can still see the dragon eyes with black glint. I sighed in relief when I saw I wasn't the only one checking him out. Whole class was watching and listening to him with great focus. Mostly girls. Taking his features into their eyes as much as they could. And I had this annoying nerve on for a second.

As I watched him I remember that warm personality I had a conversation with, in that dark arena. That gentle person who helped me. But the Namjoon I am watching now isn't that. His voice is dominating, with full authority. His demanding maneuver had class in pin drop silence, something which is hard to do in College.
He started with basics and I can see why he was there for teaching us when he was only few years older than us all.

He's insanely genius.

Whole class gaped at him when he solved an integration question on the blackboard in less than a minute while we've had have, what? 10 minutes to do that question still some of us couldn't do. He taught us some basic tricks which class found interesting. Between the class we had intercations too and I caught him staring at me in between the class, while he caught me starting at him. That made us clear that we were having that same one thing in our minds. But he controlled his attire and continued teaching us.
After a very long one hour I realised that was the best class I've had on math. Not gonna lie. And he know how to teach without having students sleeping with open eyes.
And with his striking visuals with that velvety voice, I doubt someone would have slept in his class. Even a boy wouldn't.

After bell rang everyone was packing and leaving for next one. So while we were packing our bags ready to leave then someone came

"Hi Taehyung. You remember me?" said a polite voice and I looked up. That was Jisoo. Oh I didn't realised she was in the same class.

"Err Hi. Jisoo." taehyung replied with a surprise while scratching the back of his neck, "offcourse I know you....but didn't saw you here. We got the same lecture woah nice" Trying to talk casually.

"Not only this one actually. We both have next one same too. So I thought if I can join you guys." she asked. Clearly giving hints. And tae got all red. I chuckled.

"Sorry but I don't think I have same. You guys go on.... he's all yours.....tae just text me when you go to cafeteria" I said to him.

"What-" he asked clearly not taking hints.

"I gotta go. Have a good lecture sweetie." I said while teasing him and he had that 'please tell me what do I do, don't leave me' look on his face while I walked out of class in hurry to my next one and........
bumped my head on something, or someone.
Namjoon.

"Oh sorry I didn't see you." I apologized, "sir" I added after few seconds of blankness.

"That's because you're always in hurry, Miss Kim. Be careful next time" he said while fixing his glasses.
His eyes reflected no sense of remembering me. He nodded while I only stared at him, unable to reply to that coldness in his voice, And with that he walked away.

He's rude. Why? Did I do something wrong. He's a professor. It's in their blood to be strict. But why am I thinking this way. Why am I being so overthinker. We didn't even bonded that well like with the rest. It's obvious for him to react this way. Or maybe he is just being professional.