Room [Yoonseok]

02

Yoongi's POV

In front of me stood a guy with straight black damped hair, slightly taller than me. He stared at me curiously, not muttering a word, nevertheless shocked. He had nothing but a towel covering his waist. His hair laid on his forehead carrying a light fragrance of some sort.

My mouth opened to speak, but he talked first, letting out a sigh only after examining me.

"Who are you?" He finally breathed out.

"I should be asking you the same." I raised a curious eyebrow. "Who are you?" I repeated the question.

"I asked first?" he replied with a question. "Why are you standing in dorm so comfortably?"

"Your dorm?" I raised my tone slightly, immediately sighing. "This is my dorm."

"It's mine." He said, grabbing a secondary towel to dry his hair. I was becoming slightly impatient. Is this a joke? I mean, I know people prank each other all the time, but I'm not in the mood whatsoever.

"This is Room 0309,right?" he guy asked curiously.

I nod once, mouth slightly opening.

"It's a single. One bedroom, kitchen area, living space. My room, that is." said the guy, smirking a bit.

I looked at him, furrowing a brow. I had specifically requested a single, when transferring here...so why?

"Actually, I requested a single. Are you sure you didn't get a mix up?"

The guy sighed, not bothering to get dress, but instead walked around me, and pulling out his school binder, that was lying on the living space table. He showed me the application. My eyes widen when I saw the big bold letters.

Central Hall, Room 0309.

What. I murmured to myself. I showed him mine on my phone and he looked just as shocked. I sighed at this foolishness.

It was now 6:00pm. I took in my surroundings: one king size bed, a small sofa couch, rug, bathroom, chair, and sink. Not much for two people. Maybe I could request a different room for the night? I thought to myself.

As I turned to enter the bedroom, he immediately reached for my arm, startling me a second time. I turned around slightly to face him.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"Where do you think I'm going? I'm going to request another room."

He looked at me. "You do know the dorm moderator's office is closed at 5, right?"

"That early?!" I exclaimed.

He nods. I groan.

"First this morning, now this, huh?" I question aloud, tossing my backside onto the bed. He sighs, not out of annoyance, but empathy.

He leaves the room momentarily, coming back fully dressed, hair dried. He sat down next to me.

"Hey", he playfully nudged me a bit. I looked at him, so tired of this nonsense. He had a smile on his face, despite the situation.

"It was a mistake, everyone makes them right? We can get it settled tomorrow. For now, I guess we have to stay like this for the night."

I nodded.

"I hope I'm not too much of an inconvenience." He chuckled a little, making the mood lighten.

"It's fine." I finally say. "You're right, I'll worry about it tomorrow."

"That's the spirit!" he says.

"For now, I'm going to shower." I walked towards the bathroom, looking back him with such a careless smile. How can he be so hopeful?

That slight optimism helped me a bit. But little did I know what was in store for tomorrow.