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another world•namjin

N A M J O O N
The first word that comes to mind when people describe me is 'basic'. They say that my life is just a routine and I do nothing out of the ordinary. I wake up, go to school, study until work, work, and then go home. I didn't really mind the continuous cycle of events. Not until a certain blonde began invading my thoughts.

Kim Seokjin. The most outgoing boy in Converse High. He was loved by everyone, girls and boys alike. And I was just one of those Seokjinators as they called them. I watched him from afar in the classes we had together. I yearned for the courage to speak to him someday. That day wouldn't be soon though. That's what I hated.

I blamed my eyes of life for making me this way. I never wanted to be like this, it just became me. I would do anything to just be appealing to Seokjin. To be next to him. I would get my friends involved to help me, but the problem is that they're MY friends and anyone who's my friend is crazy. I tend to befriend people who aren't boring like me.

"Joonie hyung, come to the party. This may be your only chance." My best friend Seungcheol begged as his brother shoved the invitation into my face. The invitation was pink and really cool looking, even sporting some small flashing lights inside the card. I scanned my eyes over the paper. I could feel Seungcheol trying to read my expression with his huge sparkling eyes.

"I would but I don't know." Seungcheol's face scrunched up from my response and he shook his head furiously. His brother had already left whispering something along the lines of 'he can't be helped'. I didn't do good in loud places or places where there were lots of people. Plus I wasn't invited anyways.

"The invitation says that anyone can come." Seungcheol dead panned staring at me through his slightly wet brown bangs. Did he read my mind? I sighed feeling defeated. Well if that was the case, how could I not go? This was one of the biggest parties ever as it said on the invitation. I couldn't not go.

"Okay I'll go." I fixed the glasses perched on my nose as I had been reading some material from school before Seungcheol rudely interrupted me. His grin was widely huge as he cheered and out of nowhere his brother appeared again cheering along. They began doing a dance as they swung their arms back and thrusted their pelvises forward. I inwardly groaned. Was this the right choice?

"Well first you have to change out of the trash bag you're sporting." Seungcheol squinted his eyes at my clothing. I was currently wearing a t-shirt and some baggy sweatpants. My hair wasn't really styled either. I wouldn't call it a trash bag but I wouldn't wear it to a party. I frowned as I wondered what else I could wear.

"My psychic powers are telling me that you have no party clothing and that we should just go to my house and find you some." I scoffed as Seungcheol wiggled his fingers when he mentioned his so called psychic powers. Sometimes I wondered why I was friends with him. But I could only put the blame on my preference.

Seungcheol tugged on my shirt sleeve as he dragged me outside to his car. I shut my eyes tightly as the blazing sun shined in my eyes. "See you barely get outside, you're like a vampire minus the pale skin." Seungcheol commented as he unlocked his car doors and we both climbed inside. I stuck my middle finger at him and he laughed as we drove off to his house.

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"Do you think this will fit me?" I pointed to the black skinny jeans that Seungcheol pushed into my hands only seconds before. With my giant legs and those small pants I didn't think it was going to work. Plus, I never really wore this type of stuff. Giant sweaters and baggy lounge pants were my type of clothing. Only cool people could suffocate themselves with these clothes and still live.

"Yes I'm sure, we're like the same size just try it on." Seungcheol shoved me into the bathroom and closed the door. I took in a sharp breath as I pulled the pants on. They kept getting stuck at my feet and I mentally cursed myself as I fell with a loud thud. I made sure I pulled the jeans over my feet so I could get up. The rest of the process was a lot more easier. I just pulled them up surprisingly they slid up with ease. I studied myself in the mirror of the bathroom. This was weird. But I liked it.