At lunch time, as I am sitting in the cafeteria, I feel a tap on my shoulder. It's Namjoon.
-Hey, can I sit beside you? He asks.
-S-sure
-Cool thanks.
He sits besides me. He opens his lunch box and reaches inside.
I look at his hands. He seems injured. He has bruises and scars all over his joints.. has he gotten in a fight??
I continue eating and brush it off. Maybe he isn't like we think he is.. he seems like a nerd, but I could be completely wrong.
-What's your name? He suddenly asks me.
-I'm Taehyung, Kim Taehyung.
-Well then nice to meet you, Taehyung.
I answer with a quick smile. I've never really been good when it comes to socializing.
I finish eating and go outside. I still have about half an hour before classes start again. Might as well get some fresh air.
I walk out the doors and feel the fresh spring breeze in my face. I get interrupted by someone calling my name.
-Taehyung?
I turn around. It's Namjoon.
-Stop following me around. What is it? I reply.
-Do you have a light?
-Oh.. follow me.
I bring him to the corner I went to last night.
-Why did you bring me here? He asks me as he gets a cigaret out of his pocket.
-If you get caught smoking, you'll get expelled, I say as I hand him my lighter.
-Oh, he replies.
I look at him.
-Why do you smoke? I ask him.
He takes his cigaret out of his mouth before answering.
-It, it has to do with the past. Although may I ask you the same question? He says while raising his left eyebrow and looking at the pack of cigarets peeking out of my pocket.
I push the pack of cigarets back in my pocket and say
-Why do you want to know?
He chuckles and replies with
-I was just trying to be friendly..
A few minutes pass by.
I look at my watch.
-We should probably get going, the bell is going to ring soon, I say.
He nods and steps on his cigaret.
We walk back into the school building and grab our stuff for our next class. We walk in class together and go to our desks.
-Ohhh Taehyung got the new guy! Says a student. I sigh and let it go.
The teacher walks in and all the students go to their desks.
-Ok class, today, before we start, we are going to do a personal items check.
Namjoon and I both look at each other, worried. I didn't know it was today. We both have cigarets on us.
We're screwed.
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Unsteady
FanfictionHe always wondered how it was to have normal parents, to have friends, or to have a partner. He thinks some people are simply born luckier than others. When his life suddenly starts being a little better, under the influence of all his darkest emoti...
