it was middle of the summer and namjoon just got into college. he graduated several months ago and honestly he was happy that high school days were over thus everyday was like a roller coaster- at least for him.
they say high school days are the best time of our lives well, they're wrong and we all know that.
maybe for some people they are best but not for him. he really wanted to make some good memories but instead he got worst of them but at least his grades were perfect.
brunette stood in front of a large building admiring it's beauty. this is what he wanted- feel free.
he took a first step into the campus and music could be heard from various places around. brunette took a deep breath and start to walk forward. it felt like a dream, he still couldn't believe this was happening right before his eyes.
namjoon's pov
"i still can't believe this all is happening..." i murmured to myself. it's nice to get out of high school for once and all those shit but that's story for another time. i'll just erase it from my memory- forget it. it's in the past anyway, who cares.
i continued to walk as i stepped in. it was spacious and not to mention a lot of peeps around- well, around twenty people since is summer. nobody really noticed me but whatever i don't like to draw any attention anyways.
maybe i'm wrong because i noticed someone watching me from a corner of my eye. wonder what interesting he saw about me to stare that much. am i that attractive? i licked my lips as i went to receptions desk to get my schedule.
i hate interacting with people but this went really smooth and fast. i'm impressed, way to go namjoon. now i just need to do... nothing? since i just got in. i guess i'll just start with some stuff i'll need later.
well, it isn't that bad i still have some time to sort things out since i just moved from my parents' house. it's nice, i don't have to listen to them anymore. they never really cared or supported me anyway...
i have myself anyway and i guess so called 'friends'. damn, i should really get new ones at least someone i can trust. how am i suppose to do that if i hate interacting with people. screw it i'll just be alone for few weeks.
but i wonder who's my roommate...
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as brunette walked out he noticed fields with flowers, all kinds of flowers. it gave off serene kind of feeling he liked it.
he walked towards little field with daisies and picked one. he had a small smile plastered on his face. the flower was little and white yet beautiful and fragile.
it reminded him of that time when he would run away and go to forest near the lake and enjoying the sereneness of the place and his childhood friend.
he used to hang out with him almost everyday but everything changed when he moved away. they wanted to keep in touch but it looked like they both forgot each other after all those years.
the boy would always pick up daisies and put them in namjoon's hair and say "you're beautiful!" and he would blush. since then daisies are his favorite flowers.
he misses him sometimes but he's gone and why long for someone if they're gone and they probably forgot about you too.
feel of nostalgia washed over him, he wanted to go back but at the same time not. he still remembers that day clearly when he found that little place. it made him happy because he finally had a little bit of space that he could finally call his.
but since he moved away it was now far away, he needed to say goodbye to that his little space of his. when he got there the one last time it was quite and soft breeze was blowing through the branches.
he wished he could stay a little longer but it was a time to let go and move on. he promised to himself he would go back one day but maybe he will forget about it all throughout the time and maybe not.
namjoon decided to go check out the dorm- his room mostly. he would be lying if he's not excited and little bit of nervous.
he brushed it aside and headed to the dorms. they looked nice not like the ones he saw in the movies- messy and bunch of people partying around.
he already liked it. there was music playing but he didn't mind, yes it was loud but he didn't care.
brunette got key to his room and went straight to it, ignoring people around him. they weren't probably even paying attention so no one minded anything.
when he entered his room there was a boy laying on a bed reading something. "h-hi?", he wanted to disappear, he stuttered. way to go namjoon.
"hey!" the boy got up- jumping from a bed, smiling widely he got up to namjoon and bowed.
"i'm jackson, hope we get along!" jackson seemed like a person full of energy- more like some kind of puppy.
"i'm namjoon," he liked jackson already. well, maybe not that much because he seems loud too but he doesn't seem like a bad person.
he unpacked his things and decided to have some talk with his roommate. it wad late so it looked like they will have nice long night talk.
