Look my way l Yoonmin

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First step out of the cab and already a smile appeared on my face, Namjoon's university campus stood before me with its brand-new modern building and the smell of food coming from different food stands the students had opened to collect money for a field trip for the architecture faculty.

God, I couldn't wait to get out of high school and start living the collegiate life; take my own decisions, do whatever I want, eat whenever I want and wherever I want with my friends and stay out all night with them.

I made my way inside the dorms building. Three flights of stairs later I knocked on the door and waited for it to open.

"Jiminie!"

"Hyung!" Two strong arms wrapped around my figure, bringing me in a quick hug and dragging me inside at the same time. Namjoon's strong cologne smell hit me instantly, I missed not smelling it around the house anymore, it immediately brought back many memories.

"I'm so glad you said I could come, I didn't want to spend the weekend bored at home" I say and sit down on his bed.

"You know there's something I've never understood"

"What's that?"

"You have friends and go to school, so how come you always complain about being bored?" I looked at my brother and smiled, I had asked myself that question so many times that I already had an answer.

"School keeps me distracted but it's not fun, and I love my friends but I can't spend all my time with them, can I? And as soon as I'm alone, I'm bored. I guess I just wish there was something I loved to do"

"You need a boyfriend" I chuckled at my brother's response, but I didn't agree, on the contrary, I hated people who let their lives revolve around their partner. I wanted to be happy by myself, doing things I could do, not depending on anything or anyone else.

Not wanting to mingle on this specific topic, I brought up Namjoon's classes and quickly regretted my decision when he started talking about sketches and 3D models. I tried to smile my way through, asking dumb questions to make it seem like I was interested but as soon as his hands reached out to his computer I got up, claiming I was hungry.

"I saw there were tons of food stands near your faculty, why don't we go grab a bite?"

"Oh, yeah! Let me just put on my shoes and we can go!" Nodding my head, I get up and take a quick look around, Namjoon's bed was made with nothing more than a single pillow, the one next to his was also done but you couldn't even see the pillow, buried under so many plushies.

"Where's Yoongi?"

"I think he's rehearsing at the studio"

Min Yoongi was Namjoon's roommate and a communications major student who was only studying to please his parents in case his music career didn't pick up. Namjoon and him had become roommates at the start of the year, six months ago and in all this time I had talked to him about three times, he was polite and nice but clearly not an outgoing person, I doubt he even remembered my name.

Sometimes I'd come visit Namjoon and he'd be in the room; I didn't like that. I know technically it's his room but I could never be at ease with the ravenette there, I didn't know him well enough.

Right as we were about to exit the dorm, the door opened, and Yoongi walked in. His previously short hair now reached the back of his neck, it was straight and parted in the middle, slightly covering his cat like eyes. I had never paid a lot of attention to his looks, but the long hair definitely caught my attention this time.

"Yoongi, we were just about to go get lunch. Want to join us?" Namjoon offered. Please say no, I thought to myself. It wasn't that I didn't like Yoongi, but I hadn't seen my brother in a month and conversations with more than two people didn't make me feel at ease.