My Tease

Cut the Line

Jin pov

"I get that snake vibe from her."

"Me too. You know she has a bad reputation in every club she's in?"

I chomp away at my food in our school dining hall while listening to the conversations that float into my ears. This one is kind of interesting. Who doesn't love to hear gossip about girls that are shady?

To be quite honest, it is needed at this moment. It's been two days since I confronted Daehyun and told Namjoon I needed space. I've spent the time either in my room, walking aimlessly around campus or sleeping during my free time. My classes kept me busy as well, but it still didn't completely eliminate my conflicting thoughts.

On one hand, I am so pissed that Daehyun stumbled into my life after all the wreckage he caused but another part of my heart is glad he's back. That's the part I want to shake off as soon as possible. I can't stand that he was able to make me so emotional for the few moments I interacted with him. I can't stand that even though I wanted to get as far away from him as humanly possible...I still missed him.

What is wrong with me?

Oh and let's not forget Nayeon. I talked to her yesterday and she apologized when I explained to her nicely no matter how pleasant a person seems, if your friend doesn't look interested don't exchange contact information. I could tell I wounded her soul a little since she's so soft, but I didn't have enough tolerance to spend time comforting her.

After thinking about Daehyun, one thought kept coming to my mind...should I throw up a white flag and come out?

Can I do it?

I subconsciously rub my neck and frown. I already know my friends would have no problem with it. Hoseok said I could even have a crush on him if I wanted too. I let out a loud burp that sounds like I'm summoning demons straight from hell and blush as a few heads turn in my direction. That's my cue to leave. It's already pretty late. I check the time on my phone and my eyes widen when I see it's passed twelve midnight. I slide out of my seat and take my plate to the conveyor belt and place it on along with my cup of water. 

The walk back to my dorm is done in silence as I hug my winter coat to my body. Even though it has started to get a little warmer, the nights are still cold. All I want is for spring to come around so I can stop wearing so many layers though. I pass two dormitories before I reach mine and scan my key card before opening the door.

"Hold the door!" Someone calls and I look behind me to see a familiar face. He's a guy that has a friend in my hallway so I keep the door open for him. He's wearing a black hoodie and his jet black hair sticks out a little underneath. To be honest, he's an attractive male specimen but I'll keep those thoughts to myself. When he reaches me, I notice the dark bags under his eyes but he lowers his head quickly. "Thanks." 

"No problem." We walk down the hall and I press the button for the elevator and we wait quietly until the door opens. An awkward silence envelopes us so I try my hardest to keep my head facing forward and breathe a sigh of relief when the door opens once again. I exit in front of him and hear his feet dragging on the floor.

I hate when people drag their feet. 

Finally, I reach my door and lift my hand to put my key in. 

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

I flinch and curse when my key drops on the ground. I cut my eye towards that guy again as he continues to bang on the door that is four down from me. "Open the door you asshole! I know you're in there!" He yells and I raise an eyebrow. Stay out of it. I shake my head and go to bend down for my keys again. "Hey, you!" I look towards him and my heart plummets when I'm staring at the gun in his hand he has pointed at me.