Youth of Lily (English Version)

THIRD RUN

Sick of the same day, the repeating days

Grown-ups and my parents 

keep installing confined dreams to me

Number one future career is a government worker?

"You definitely will regret what you said to me! I warn you." It was a loud shout when Namjoon was about to step down the stair to a certain underground hip-hop club. The place was filled with graffiti on the wall.

"Don't be overboard, Suga. Do you think you create music? It's nothing. Your music is lame."

"No, it's your music that is lame. At least I know what I talked about."

Some sounds were heard once again. Someone was arguing with the 'Suga' person he called. Namjoon didn't feel bother with it. He was already used to the situation. This kind place was filled by people who really outspoken. He often heard people arguing with someone about music and their idealism. It was not rare the sharing opinions led into argumentation and ended up those people releasing some diss mix tapes. Or sometimes they released mix tape first then argued with each other.

"Fuck you and all the people here."

Just about when Namjoon wanted to open the door, it opened by its self. No, someone opened it before him. Then, a certain red hair nightmare appeared before his eyes. It turned out one of the people who had argumentation was Min Yoongi, the student he met at rooftop.

"I'm sorry. I don't know someone is behind the door. Oh, Namjoon. You also like to visit this kind place?" It was late for him to run away before the guy recognized him.

If only he knew this meeting could lead more trouble into his life, probably Namjoon already re-scheduled his meeting with the Hyung he knew to another day or place.

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"So Red Hair Hyung is called Suga at the underground scene? And I never know that you have interest in something like that." Taehyung voiced out his amazement after he heard Namjoon's story – which he forced Namjoon to tell – about his meeting with Yoongi. "By the way, what is underground scene?"

Namjoon groaned mentally. "Why are you keep following me? I told you the story."

"Aren't you going to meet Suga Hyung? I want to come along." He already changed his way to call the red hair student from Red Hair Hyung to Suga Hyung.

"Why should you come along? It's not your business and I'm not going. I will go home." Namjoon quickened his pace to prance around the stairway. He wanted to get out from the school building as soon as possible before the object of the topic appeared in front of him.

"Hey!" Taehyung ran after him. "Just let me tag along. I don't have anything to do after school. Or let me visit your place."

"If you don't have anything to do then go home. I don't have time to play with you after school hour."

"I don't want to go home this soon." Suddenly there was a change in Taehyung's mood. It was like he hated his home so much so he didn't want to come home at all, if he could.

Namjoon stopped his step when realized the tone. Taehyung often did it, almost everyday to be said. He would pester Namjoon to play with him after school or let him tag along to place he needed to go. But Namjoon managed to shrug him off each times.