FRAT LINE|Year 2&3-KNJ✔️

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I don't know what the hell I got myself into... but I'm not gonna take it back now. Am I nervous? Yes, of course. I've been staring at the notifications for days.

And the email that followed it the next day, I've read it twice. Never got all the way to the bottom though because my heart starts beating too fast and my eyes widen with each new word.

I don't know what it means. I mean, it probably says it in the email but I ain't get that far.

I guess 72 hours was long enough of a wait for them though because Coach Tammy called me for breakfast this morning. She said she's been wanting to talk to me anyway. She's just been busy lately. She doesn't know exactly what's going on and she said that she doesn't want to know all the details. Just what it takes for her to understand the situation.

Everything looks deeper than what it is, that much she knows. She was informed that I was suspended, obviously. And Raeya told her that I hit her and can't be within 500 feet of her. When Coach Tammy asked why or what the altercation was about to have me hit her, Raeya deflected and said that she couldn't talk about it. 'It's an ongoing case' was her response. That's what prompted Coach Tammy to really come talk to me.

"You don't have to tell me anything at all if you don't want to." She says as we sit in the restaurant.

It's not the diner that my friends and I usually go to. It's a family owned restaurant about 20 minutes away from campus. We don't ever travel that far just to eat. We want convenience and great food. We also tend to wait t until the last minute to feed ourselves because we're always so busy or our schedules conflict so much.

"I'm not asking for the gossip." Coach Tammy says. "But I do care about you guys and if something feels off or something is happening, I would like to know if it's affecting you guys."

"I worked with her over the summer and she acted like a bitch nitpicking with me. Then Coach Netta brings her in for the time she's gone. I found out she and Namjoon dated during his senior year. Then she kissed Namjoon a little over a week or so ago so I punched her in the face and smacked him."

Coach Tammy's eyebrows raise but she doesn't say anything yet. So I continue.

"Then I broke up with him because he downplayed the situation and lied to me about it. Now she's pressing charges on me. Or threatening to press charges on me, rather. She's holding it over Namjoon's head."

"Saying what?" Coach Tammy asks. "That he has to stay away from you or something?"

I nod and she rolls her eyes as she takes a sip of her after.

"She's an adult. Blackmail is illegal, you know? She can't do that to him. It's emotionally scarring and that's enough for criminal action."

"We don't have proof and I don't care." I tell her. "I love him but I'm not going to keep going through this. Every time I turn around, there's something going on. I'm over it."

Coach Tammy nods in understanding. She takes a deep breath and sighs. There's not much of anything that she can say to change my mind and I think that she knows that.

Everyone is probably thinking the same thing but nobody's said it except my mother. It's the first thought that pops into their heads after hearing the entirety of the situation but they understand my side as well. They understand my decision to move off campus. They understand my decision to take space to myself.

And most importantly, they understand my reason for breaking up with and distancing myself from Namjoon.

So Coach Tammy won't say what she's thinking. She won't say what she feels is happening because the situation isn't about her. It's about nobody but me and Namjoon. And if I feel that this is what's best, then it has to be respected.