Shy Roommate: Jeon Jungkook

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"When its too quiet, my mind starts to wander, and that can be the most dangerous of things."

(Y/N)'s pov

"Goodbye sweetheart. I'll see you around this time next year. Make sure you call me to check in from time to time."

My dad doesn't even wait for my reply as he closes the door and gets into his car, driving off and leaving me alone. I don't mind though. My dad and I had never really gotten close to each other. I was a momma's girl, and he and I had never really done much bonding after she died. I think he purposefully separated himself from me emotionally because I grew up to look like my mom. I wake up every morning and see a younger reflection of her in my mirror, so I don't blame him for doing it.

I groan in frustration as I look up at the big building that was built for the students of this charter school to live in, not looking forward to moving all of my stuff in there. It also doesn't help that practically none of the students are here because summer break just started. The majority of them will be home for the break while losers like me who don't currently have a home to go to are stuck staying here like its Hogwarts or some shit. Even Harry Potter had a home to go back to though.

I bring the first two of my suitcases inside with me to stop by the front where they are giving out room keys. There are only two other people in line when I go inside, the air conditioning moving a strand of my hair in front of my face. I give the bored looking man in front my first and last name and what grade I am in and he gives me a room key, telling me in his monotone voice that I am on the third floor of the building.

I take the elevator up before walking across to room 95c, unlocking the door and shouldering myself in. The room is actually larger than I thought it would be. The walls are white with grey trim along the bottom, two beds on opposite sides of the room. One side is empty while the other is already made up, my roommate nowhere to be seen. They probably went home for the summer and left some of their stuff here.

I set my suitcases down in front of my bed and look around a little bit, enjoying the quiet atmosphere. It doesn't take long before I have turn some music on though, pulling out my phone as well as my pill speaker. I like the quiet, but after a while it starts to get to be too much for me to handle. When its too quiet, my mind starts to wander, and that can be the most dangerous of things.

I quickly go back downstairs to get the rest of my stuff, leaving my music on so that it greets me when I come back inside, immediately starting on unpacking.

Thats what my whole summer consists of: unpacking a little every day, checking out the campus, and making sure that I read at least one book every three days. A relaxed mind is good, but if I'm going to make anything out of myself, I need to become smarter and more in-tune with the real world than I already am.

The days are long and the nights seem even longer, but its ok. School is going to start soon now, so more people have started showing up at the dorms now. I have already met a lot of people who were interested in the "new girl" but no-one has really caught my attention yet. Everyone is friendly enough I guess, but it feels like it is just a formality. No-one has to be my friend if they really don't want to.

I decide to turn the music up a little bit higher on my speaker as I close my eyes, my snapback resting over my eyes. I am just in a pair of basketball shorts and an oversized t-shirt right now seeing as I decided to go play basketball on the courts a little bit later, my hair up in a ponytail. I just let the words of this song wash over me for a little while, enjoying the feelings it portrays.

I am startled when the door suddenly opens, my eyes widening as I sit up in bed. I can see the back of someone as they struggle with their suitcases, rushing over so that I can help them out. I can tell that its a guy from the broad shoulders and muscles straining against their white t-shirt, my eyes widening as I help them with their bags.

Why is a guy here? Did I really get a guy as my roommate? I could care less, but I didn't think that the school would allow a guy to be roommates with a girl.