FRAT LINE|Year 2&3-KNJ✔️

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Malia sits in her seat listening as the professor speaks. She takes notes on her laptop and writes things in her textbook as he goes along for reminders.

She's been able to keep up in the class so far and it's exciting for her to be able to say that. She knows that she's taking on a difficult course but she loves it nonetheless. She enjoys learning even if it is a challenge. It's what she considers a good challenge. It helps her mind expand.

Toward the end of the class, with five minutes to spare, the professor gives them a breather.

"Today was a lot. We've got a few minutes left but it's not enough time to jump into the next information set so talk amongst yourselves." He says with a kind smile.

Malia likes teachers like this. They understand that their students aren't robots and need time to process information. It can't just be given to them in a consistent feed. Everybody needs a break.

She rubs her temples and closes her eyes as she tries to ebb her forming headache. Between the last few nights and this morning, she is over her head in knowledge. She has to retain information from classes and dance practice.

The morning after she gathered everyone in the suite, her second block professor gave a pop quiz to see how well everyone was doing with digesting the module content. Most people passed. Four or five people were just under the mark for passing but admitted to being lost on most topics. They were partnered with peer tutors that had coinciding schedules.

Malia understands the content from that class but her schedule is packed. She would've loved to be of some assistance but she just can't right now. It would be too much on her and she knows her limits.

Her phone buzzes in her pocket and she looks at it. She sees all of the messages that Namjoon has sent her throughout the class period.

Namu💚: Have you talked to Janae yet?
My bad. I know you're in class
I miss you
I love you

She smiles as she texts him back.

Yes. But we're having a more in depth
conversation when I get out of class.
She said she wants to see my face while
we talk. I miss you too. And I love you more

Lie again.
And okay. I'm just making sure
you get what you want for Christmas.
I want everything to be perfect for you

Speaking of .... What do you want, sir?
You still didn't tell me

Your pussy in my face under
the mistletoe :)

Malia's eyes widen at the text. She puts her phone against her chest and looks around. Obviously nobody can see the text but she still feels nervous. Why did he just say that? What if somebody saw?

"You good over there?"

The incessant voice asks and she freezes in her seat as she stares at the desk. Luckily, the bell buzzes and she doesn't have to stay for this conversation.

"Yep." She replies in a quick manner. She packs her stuff up and walks towards the door. Her classmates are filing out so she has to hold off on leaving out the door as fast as she would like to.

"Hey, Malia."

She turns her head at the sound a girl's voice. She doesn't know anybody else in this class so it's weird for her name to be said. Her face drops into damn near a frown as she lays on the girl.