24 Years

6 Years Together

Yoongi POV

Laying in bed, staring up at the bunk above me, thinking about whether I wanted to go to class today.

I really dont feel like it... But writing lyrics and composing music is my passion. I dont know if I can actually purposely skip class today.

I sighed, sitting up from the uncomfortably firm bed I lay in and running my fingers through my thick blue hair.

I died it blue due to a deal made between Namjoon and I a week or two ago. Lucky for me, the college I go to doesn't mind unnatural hair colors.

I got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to get ready for class. But I was died entry when I pulled on the handle and found it to be locked.

I sighed, here it comes.

"How stupid are you? You saw I wasn't in bed didn't you? What are you restarted, if I'm not in my damn bed and there isn't a damn sticky note on your damn forehead it means I'm in here."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever you say your highness." I let out with clear irritation in my voice.

My roommate came out of the bathroom and hit me in the back of the head.

"You better watch your tone when speaking to me you brat!"

I grabbed his wrist as he went to hit me again and used my strength to bend it backwards, making him fall due to the pain.

"And you better watch who you hit, spoiled little shit." I released my grip from his hand and went to the bathroom, slamming the door behind me.

"Hey! I wasn't done!"

"Too bad, you exited." I started to brush my teeth.

I hate him.

"Youre so lucky this is your last day in this room."

"That I am." I speak with the tooth brush in my mouth, sighing at the groggy look I have on my own face.

"Anyway, I'm leaving. Make sure all your shit is out of this room when I get back."

"I'll make sure I leave a box just to piss you off."

"Punk bitch."

"Asshole."

I heard the room door close and I let out a sigh of relief.

Thank god.

That guy has hated me since the first day we met and I have no idea why.

I combed my hair and looked at the time. 6:45. I had at least two hours till my class started. I looked at the few boxes on the floor around my side of the dorm.

"I have enough time to move these." I started to stack the three boxes on top of each other and smiled, taking one and putting it on my roommates bunk and putting a note on it.

does this piss you off?
If so
Then good

I drew a little middle finger on the paper and taped it to the top of the box and took the other two to my new, private Room.

Since I was a senior I applied to be the dorm RA, which meant I got my own room. And thank god they let me.

I took out the key to my new dorm room and took a deep breath in when I entered.

It...... Stunk..... Terribly. I regretted my decision to take in aa lung full of dead rat smell and placed the boxes on the floor. Examining the room.