Hey y'all! I'm back with another story.. probably it'd be my last because I have a big exam in a month so like pls survive!
So before you start accusing stuff like "this didn't happen in the reel" "that's not what he did" just stob. This is only fiction, a small little world I created for myself for you readers to enjoy...
And Namjoon's girl in the reel is called Oh Hanseol from now on. Dang, ARMYs are quick to identify these girls haha..
Now let us begin!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The cold breath of the icy wind tingled my neck, sending shivers down my spine. Leaning against the barrier of the overpass I was currently on, I watched idly as the people passed me by. The sun shining down on the earth created a serene atmosphere to the surrounding environment, producing an aesthetic feel. Continuing to suck on my lollipop, I suddenly received a call from my manager.
"Namjoon-ah, where are you? We need you back here at the studio!"
Sighing softly at my manager's repetitive nagging, I told him that I'd be right over. Though, I did not ever want to leave, not when she is around. The girl across from me was handing out flyers to by-passers, bowing and thanking them politely. Hanseol. Hanseol was her name. To be very honest, I liked her ever since I laid my eyes on her though I could only watch her from behind because now is not the time. Her hardworking-self had captivated me, I was very interested in getting to know her but I was forced to refrain myself. I had to bare with this aching feeling every single day.
Suddenly, a gush of wind blew the flyers out of her grasp and without knowing, I was already helping the struggling girl. Handing over the pile of paper I had collected from the ground to her, she politely bowed to me and left in a hurry. My gaze lingered on her back as she was leaving the overpass, but she unexpectedly looked back at me that caused my gaze to instantly fall to the ground. Then, a familiar hairband appeared before me. 'She must've dropped it,' I thought to myself, a small smile creeping up my face.
Therefore, I decided to return this hairband to Hanseol. So I followed her to the bus she was about to ride on. Taking her seat, I took mine adjacent to hers but over a row behind her. The whole journey consisted of hesitation and contemplation. I couldn't pluck up the courage to talk to her. I couldn't dare speak a word to the angel before me. Finally, it was Hanseol's stop and I continued to follow her. Closing behind her, I stopped abruptly when she faced me with a stern expression vivid on her features.
Trying my best to look natural and avoid eye contact, my eyes wandered to the graffiti that bombarded the bus station. 'Save me' was the first phrase I saw. Yes, I needed saving right now. Internally screaming at myself, Hanseol cleared her throat to catch my attention. Slowly, I looked up at her. Her brown orbs locking onto mine causing me to fidget under her stare. Why is it that the happiest moments usher in sudden fear?
"Why are you following me?" Hanseol questioned, a glint of fear clear in her eyes.
I looked down as I held her hairband behind my back, trying to compose myself. Hanseol then asked me once again, demanding an answer. Although I knew what I wanted to say, at the important moment I could not open my mouth. Hearing a frustrated sigh escaping from her plump lips, she massaged her temples as she warned me nicely.
"Just stop following me okay. Please?"
Her pleading eyes made my heart ache so I gave up. Hanseol breathed out a sigh of relief as the tension broke between us. There, she abandoned me at the bus station. Tears were welling up in my eyes as I played around with her hairband that I still had with me. This pain was too much to handle, different from the time my mother had abandoned me as a child. With a shaky breath, I stared up into the oblivion of blue and white.
If I could turn back time, I would have been a better man in this world.
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Ok. A little twist here, I made this plot for my English assignment, creative writing. It has been a long time since I wrote fanfiction in my assignments haha.
Well I hope you guys liked it and I can't wait for BTS comeback soon and the pre-order starts today for 'HER'! Omg can you guys believe it, 4 VERSIONS?!?! I die. I'm so broke asgfdhjkl
Bye my sparkles~!P.S. Leave some comments :) I love reading them hehe and do mind sharing to your fellow ARMYs //blushes//
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