Jeongguk, as any normal student would, has a crush on the university's popular boy, who unfortunately is a fuck boy.
But for a matter of fact, he does not care.
The all-popular Kim Taehyung does not believe in love, thus, never bothered noticing hi...
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It was that day. The day Taehyung dreads the most.
"Jin hyung! I told you I'm fine. Now if you please, I have places to be. And! Do. Not. Comment." Taehyung hung up, shoving his phone in his back pocket. "I don't need your snarky comments right now."
Perhaps, it will take time to come around the dreading part of the day as it seemed.
"I'm fine. Her absence doesn't bother me." He whispers, wiping the edge of his eyes.
His strides came to a halt. Looking up at the flight of stairs, his face morphs into one of grimace. Then why was he here? Watching the students rush into the auditorium for some theatre club putting up another one of their dumb shows.
To be fair, Taehyung knew it was anything but. His Joon hyung was the writer after all. Something he spewed about nature and environment?
Zia would have liked it.
Taehyung, well, he could give a damn about that. Yet here he was, about to take a step— "Taehyung!" Okay, shit. Retreat. Retreat! His mind went off. Turning about, ready to bolt.
"Hey, wait!" Namjoon sped towards him and caught him by the shoulder. "I was so sure you'd be a no show, but hey you came!"
"Uh, no?" the younger scoffed and shifted on his feet. "Absolutely not. I was just passing by? Do you really think I have time a rehearsal?" He said avoiding the eyes. "No, my friend. I was looking for uh . . . her."
"Vice-president?" Namjoon asked amused. "The girl who hasn't once lifted her head from the books?"
"Um yeah?" Taehyung fumbled. Yes, he definitely did not know her. "Nerds, y'know? Kinda new trend going on. Haha."
Haha? Cheers to that, Kim Taehyung.
"So much for coming to rehearsals every year." Namjoon shrugged, "Just saying."
His instincts told him he was not going anywhere with this. "Joon hyung you know what, let's just- go inside. Save me the trouble, hm?"
The elder only chortled with his frivolous nod.
As soon as Taehyung pushes the auditorium door, he is met with the stench of a hardworking crew. "God, remind me to never enter backstage with you." He knew he was being a bit too crabby but he should be let off the hook for that day.
"You're as dramatic as ever. Go now, seems like Little Miss Nerd has a seat saved by the stage. I'll join you guys later."
"Yeah and have her eat my ear off with her endless theories by then . . . gee thanks, hyung."
Namjoon rolled his eyes. Classic Kim Taehyung.
"I'll be at the back, meet me when you can." Taehyung was already walking away. "Though, I'd rather be by myself."
