~first love~ |yoonmin|

01.

Yoongi POV

"Utility refers to the want satisfying power of a commodity. Total utility refers to the utility derived from the consumption of a specific quantity of a given commodity....."
Yoongi was currently sitting bored in his economics lecture. He was in the second year of his three-year long degree course in a college in Seoul. He wanted nothing more than to get out of the class and crawl into his bed and forget the world, or rather be forgotten by the world.

His head ached with the lasting sadness. It seemed like he was a lonely whale in an aquarium filled with the drops of his own misery and worthlessness. He hated himself. He hates how he looks, he hates the way he was hated by everyone around him and worst of all he hated that he hated himself.

He wasn't always like this, he used to pleasant and nice and actually quite popular in his high school. He flirted easily and more importantly laughed easier. He used to actually make jokes. Now the only thing in his life resembling joy is when he puts blade to skin as easy as pen to paper. He wasn't always like this. He often thinks of those times when life was different, when he was different.

Yoongi slumps further in his chair. Looking at the clock and just wanting to stop time.
'How long till this class gets over' he internally groans and rests his head on the top of the table and drifts off. After about 30 minutes of his dreamless and uninterrupted sleep, he wakes up to the bustling of the other students trying to get out of the class. Sighing he slowly stands up and makes his way to the door.
He enters the busy hallway and sees all the smiling faces. Friends laughing and having lively conversations. Yoongi doesn't even have the energy to care anymore. He simply puts his earphones in, in hopes of drowning out the outside, and starts walking. He walks out of his college and before he realises, he finds himself in a familiar surrounding.

The small clearing was Yoongi's escape. He came here often to separate himself from the perpetually happy students, whom he would never associate himself with. He comes here often to cry or laugh of just be numb. Although the latter was more common.
He sits down on the familiar grass and observes the same scenery he had been for the past 5 years. The clearing itself was beautiful. It was not too hard to access, just a little walk away from the main roads but no one knew about this place. To enter into the clearing however you needed to duck into a small opening formed by the intersection of two huge tress. That requires a little experience but Yoongi was used to it completely. Once you got through the opening, you could see a small clearing floored with lush, green grass and a few flower carrying bushes littered here and there.

Before he had realised it, the sky had turned dark and Yoongi realised that it was time to head back to his dorm, one which he shared with one of his only friends Namjoon. The term friendship in this case is used very loosely as they hardly qualify as friends, perhaps acquaintances would be more telling of the kind of relationship the two shared. They merely shared a room, and a few cigarettes now and then.

Yoongi crawled out the the little clearing and he started to walk towards his campus. Again, he put his earphones in and started playing songs by his favourite artist, Flume.
He listened to the soft tune and pleasant melodies, getting lost into them. So lost in fact that he didn't realise as he walking into another person. He looked up briefly and was met with bright orange hair and a kind smile. He muttered a quick "Sorry" and continues walking in the other direction. Not bothering to hear the others response.

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