pt. 1 ~deja vu~

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Taking a deep breath, I halt in front of the gate that would lead me towards the campus and to another day of school. After a week it still hadn't gotten any easier.
Students keep passing by me, some not noticing me and some giving me short curious glances. I mostly kept to myself and only a few knew why.

Out of nowhere, I get pushed on my shoulder, causing me to take a step forward, bracing myself.
''What are you doing out here?'' Lee, one of the few people I still had in my life, had a satisfied smile on her face, knowing exactly how much I disliked to be sneaked up on.

Ignoring her, I cross my arms over my chest pretending to be annoyed with her and continue my way inside, climbing the steps with Lee in tow. ''Don't follow me.''

She laughs out loud. ''Babo-ya, we are in the same class.'' She reaches into her backpack and pulls out an umbrella.

It's only then that I notice the light rain drops coming from above, slowly increasing.
Lee shields the rain from both our heads and in that moment I feel a great sense of gratefulness of still having her in my life, she was the one who took care of me when I forgot to.

''Thank you.'' For everything. I don't say, but I feel like she knows anyway, she is my best friend, who else would know me better than myself.
Lee smiles warmly and puts her arm around my shoulders guiding me softly away from the pelting rain. It is moments like these where I just want to cry and let it all out.

We walk into class and my eyes land on the small crowd of people around my seat. After closer inspection, I notice that they were not in fact huddling around my seat but the seat next to mine, which ever since school started had always been vacant.

I didn't even know that there was supposed to be someone sitting next to me. Is it okay to be missing so many days of class, right at the beginning of the year? Maybe they were in a similar situation as Ihad been.

Following Lee, I stay by her seat, not wanting to even attempt to squish into my seat with all of them hovering over it. I wish my seat was next to Lee's but the teacher had randomly formed the seating plan.

Talking of which, the teacher just then steps into the classroom so I quickly walk to my seat and take of my coat revealing the yellow blazer.

When the teacher clears his throat, the girls around us scatter to find their seats not wanting to get in trouble. This person must be popular, but apparently not popular enough to get in trouble for.

Curiosity getting the best of me, I sneak a glance to my right and find him already looking at me and for a second something like recognition flashed across his eyes.
Do I know him?

As I was trying figure out where he could know me from, I totally forgot about the fact that I was still looking at him.
When I finally realize, I snap out of it in embarrassment and look back at our homeroom teacher.
There was a sudden sense of déjà vu.

I frown and try to get rid of it by shrugging my shoulders but the feeling was still lingering making me puzzled.

Our teacher starts calling our names one by one to make sure that we were present.

After that she fills us in on the school trip the next week when I hear my seating partner, who I found out is named Jungkook, quietly coughing next to me. 

I peek at him and for the first time notice that he looked incredibly tired. His eyes were slightly bloodshot, probably from lack of sleep and he had been repeatedly rubbing the back of his neck.

Shouldn't he be home in bed in this condition?

"A-are you alright (g-gwenchena-yo)?" I almost whisper worried for him, not wanting him to collapse or something like that.

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