Min Yoongi had always been an observer. He was a quiet person, mostly keeping to himself.It was his natural disposition.
Despite his reserved nature, he did have friends, whom he considered his closest companions.
One of them was Kim Namjoon, a second-year student.
Remarkably experienced for his level of education, Namjoon and Yoongi attended the prestigious Seoul University of Cultural Arts.
The institution had garnered a reputation for nurturing students with a passion for various forms of performing arts—ranging from painting, photography, and dancing to singing, rapping, and playing musical instruments.
It was renowned not only for its academic excellence but also for its ability to recognize and foster talent.
Namjoon, in addition to being Yoongi's best friend, was a natural leader.
He held the position of class president and excelled in all aspects of his studies.
Then there was Kim Taehyung, Namjoon's younger brother.
Taehyung was a first-year student, attending a different class within the university.
Although there were minor distinctions between their classes, the university's curriculum primarily focused on music since they were all majoring in that field.
These three individuals constituted Yoongi's inner circle, his closest friends.
However, everything changed, for the better.
...
Yoongi's world had almost frozen when he walked into the room.
He couldn't process the overwhelming surge of emotions that had washed over him, leaving him captivated and speechless.
His gaze remained fixated, unable to look away.
Namjoon, being observant, noticed Yoongi's entranced expression and tried to decipher what was going through his friend's mind.
Yoongi's usually unreadable face betrayed a hint of interest, and Namjoon was curious to unravel the mystery.
Following Yoongi's line of sight, Namjoon's eyes landed on the source of Yoongi's fascination—a fellow student, junior.
Leaning in playfully, he whispered to Yoongi.
"Falling for a junior? Interesting. I'll ask Taehyung. That extroverted sunshine would definitely know who that is."
Without tearing his eyes away from the unsuspecting freshman, Yoongi retorted.
"Shut the fuck up, Namjoon. You haven't even talked to Seokjin once without stuttering."
Namjoon huffed in response.
"Whatever. I'm just trying to make sure you're not as hopeless as I am."
Rolling his eyes, Yoongi replied.
"I'm not. We'll see, Kim Namjoon."
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