𝘽𝙏𝙎 𝙄𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨 [𝘙𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥]

Namjoon-01

Sae Ron's POV

I stepped on the bus that was heading for Ilsan. Successfully ditching school for the first time in my life, I felt proud of myself. I've been always the top student, I should try breaking rules at least once.

I found myself a seat at the last row. I took out my earphone as soon as I sat. I opened my favorite playlist - Bangtan collection. The first song was "Love Yourself" I hummed to the rhythm until I see something super horrifying! My classmate just board the bus! MY CLASS PRESIDENT KIM NAM JOON!

I quickly hid my face with my bag but it was too late. "Sae Ron?" I said, walking up to me, taking a seat. "It's not usual for a smart student to ditch school." He smirked while taking a peek to what I was listening. "BTS again? They're stupid." He huffed. "Excuse me," I glared. "They're better than you and besides, why would you care?" I defended.

"I'm the class president, remember you have to tell me before taking leave," he sounded so arrogant I wanted to punch him in the face. "Bla bla, whatever. What are you even doing at Ilsan anyway?" I asked. "That's my hometown and it's my grandma's birthday." He answered.

"Taking a role as a sweet grandchild? Sad your grandma doesn't know the real you." I teased, adding a slight laugh at the end. "Sad I can't tell her even if I wanted to." He sighed. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I didn't know she passed away." I quickly apologized. Kim Sae Ron, you're such an idiot!

A minute of silence took place until Namjoon suddenly burst into laughter, pulling attention from the other passengers. "I didn't know you were that slow at picking up things. I was just teasing," he said, still couldn't stop laughing. I narrowed my eyes and hit his arm. "You got no jams." I said.

"Enough of me, why are you going to Ilsan?" He asked back. I looked out to the plain landscape and sighed. "I just have to meet some people." I answered. Some people as in my parents' tomb.

"What? Is it your sugar daddy's hide out?" Namjoon giggled while pulling out a bag of chips out of his backpack. "I don't wanna talk to you anymore." I shut my eyes and leaned onto the window pane, peacefully listening to the music.

"Kim Sae Ron, wake up!" I felt someone hit my shoulder. I yawned and forced to open my eyes. "Are we here?" I asked, stretching myself. "No stupid, the car broke down." Namjoon said. No! I have to get to Ilsan at the right time before my parents' death anniversary.

"No!" I cried. Namjoon handed my his water bottle, "Calm down, why are you so in a hurry? The driver said it'll be fixed soon. We'll get to Ilsan before 9pm." He explained. But the event starts at 7!

"I have to get to Ilsan by 7," I exclaimed, grabbing my bag, preparing to get off. "Wow, wow, where are you going? It's getting dark out there. Chances are you either get kidnapped or snatched by a lion on his highway." Namjoon blocked my way. "Move," I said, facing up since he was too tall.

"Turn around and go back to your seat. Stop being silly. Your sugar daddy can wait." Namjoon pushed me back to my seat. "It's my parents' death anniversary you jerk!" I cried. "I can't miss it. Let me go, I'll hitchhike any car." I pushed Namjoon away and ran out of the bus.

I walked the highway, hoping for a car to pass by. It was half past 5 as the sky started to get darker. Suddenly I felt someone's hands landed on shoulder. "Ahhhhh!" I screamed, expecting a weird drunk guy or some kidnapper.

To my surprise, it was Namjoon. "What? You're gonna just scream like that when somebody kidnaps you?" He huffed, making me look so dumb. "You could even alert the wild animals out there with that voice of yours." He continued.

"If you came here to compliment me, I'd suggest the right way is turning around and going back to the bus." I gave him a sarcastic smile. "So you're confident that you would survive out here?" He said in disbelief.

I hesitated to answer. He was partly right. I was stuck in the middle of a highway and the sky is dark. "Fine, stay." I mumbled under my breath. "Say again?" He grinned, trying to mimic me. "Whatever, I heard you." He wrapped his hands around my neck. "Hey, move!" I said, pushing him away.

He giggled but suddenly we saw car light shining the road. We looked back and a pick up truck was making his way. He thumbed up and tried to stop the truck. It pulled off the road, close to us. "Uncle?" Namjoon widened his eyes. "Namjoon?" The driver looked at him surprisingly.

"Son, what are you doing here? Did you elope with your girlfriend?" The driver asked. Namjoon immediately shook his head. "Aniyo, this is my classmate, Kim Sae Ron. Our bus broke down and she needs to get to her parents' death anniversary ceremony before 7." Namjoon explained.

"I see, hop in lads." The driver pointed at the back. "Cmon Sae Ron, this is my uncle. He owns a farm in Ilsan." Namjoon grabbed my hands as we jumped into the back of the truck. "We're so lucky," I smiled at him, thanking him sincerely.

"Of course," Namjoon then checked his watch. "We should be there before 7," he said while taking off his jacket. "What are you doing?" I asked. "It's cold idiot. You don't wanna show up sick on your parents' anniversary, do you?" His long hands wrapped around my neck, putting his jacket on me.

"T-thanks," I shyly nodded. Finally we arrived at Ilsan. It was 6:45 when we got in front of my family's old house. I hopped off the truck and went to driver. "Thank you so much ahjussi," I obediently bowed.

"For a second, I thought you and nephew eloped." He laughed. "Well, you better get going." He said. I bowed once again before going in. Suddenly I heard someone called my name. "Ya!" I turned around to see Kim Namjoon's fancy eyes lookig at me. "Let's meet each other tomorrow if you're not going back to Seoul yet." He said softly.

"Uh," I paused. "S-sure." I said. Suddenly I remembered I was still wearing his coat. "Ah, this." I quickly took it off and gave it to him. "Keep it, maybe that'll be the reason why we need to meet again." He smirked. "Um.. Anyway, bye!" I said, stepping away from the car as it drove off.