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"Joon!" I hear him scream from down the hallway, as soon as I come out. I smile to myself when I see him running towards me. Behind, I hear both Yoongi and Seokjin grunt, and I chuckle. Yoongi is probably dead jealous that his boyfriend is happier to see me than him, but Jin, i don't know.

I feel a weight fall in my arms and I instantly hear him scream when Yoongi pinches his ear. "Come here, you asshat, I need to teach you a lesson." I catch a glimpse of Jimin winking at me, with an expression saying "it's-working", before he returns to his screaming self. I then turn around to a red faced Kim Seokjin.

"I thought I was the only one who had the right to call you Joon," he says in a low voice that sends shiver down my spine. I feel a sting in my belly and can't say anything. For some reason, I always feel nervous around that boy, and I can't seem to figure out what to say. It's been four weeks since I met the squad but, with Jin, it is still hard. With Jimin, it was easy because he acted like he knew me all his life, and I still wonder why...It's not that I don't get along with Jin, not at all. It's just that I get so self-conscious, I can't even think straight. And because of that, I think I'm disappointing him.

"S-sorry," I mutter and look down.

His face instantly changes and softens. "I-it's okay, I'm the one who's sorry." His voice is so soft I feel like it is encircling me in its warm halo.

"Hey," he playfully punches my shoulder," how about I call you Joonie instead?"

I nod, my head still bent down.

"Hey..." he murmurs and I feel his finger push up my chin. "Look at me." I can't help but look at him, and it's funny how I'm still looking down, as he's shorter than me. However that playful feeling rapidly goes away when I get lost in his big brown eyes. "I'll call you Joonie, okay?" I nod. "Don't let anyone else call you Joonie," he orders.

My chocolate eyes in his deep brown ones.

A few seconds.

No movement.

Then everything comes to an end as if it never happened, he goes back to his cheerful silly self. We head together to the music club.

...

...

I excuse myself, using the bathroom as a reason. When I close the door of the music club, I run to the closest stairway and sit, my head hidden between my knees.

Oh my god...

What is this feeling? What is it? What is it?!

I was supposed to tease him for a bit, then go out with him, then maybe start developing real feelings for him: more than your simple high school crush.

But why is it that I get so angry when he looks at someone else than me. What is that feeling I get when someone else calls him Joon? What is it? Why do I want to hug him when he makes those puppy eyes? Why is it that I want him all to myself, only to myself?

Crap... Crap!

I feel like I'm ruined. I'm totally doomed because of this guy named Kim Namjoon.

"Seokjin?" I hear a familiar voice call out and I straighten myself.

"Ah, Tae, hi."

"What are you doing, sitting alone like that? You look like you just discovered that someone you like is in fact the love of your life."

I shot up in surprise and scream, crossing my arms as an X on my chest: "What!"

"Just kidding!" He laughs and sends me his iconic rectangular smile.