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KSJ: Watching [1]

Kim Seokjin

TRIGGER WARNING

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Y/N was never really a talkative person. She was what most call a listener. Because of this, many people confided in her and considered her a friend to all. They trusted her to keep their secrets.

But Y/N had several secrets of her own. Secrets she never dared to mention to anyone. Secrets that, despite keeping everything to herself, one boy knew. One boy was always watching.

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You felt very, very anxious. You were walking home, already knowing what was waiting there for you.

A beating.

Or, at least, an alcohol bottle to the forehead.

You know why? Because your uncle's a drunken, wasted asshole. That's why.

When your parents passed away, the guardian they chose to care for you couldn't have been worse.

As you reached the front door, your hand started shaking, turning the doorknob as quietly as possible. With some luck, maybe you'd be able to avoid the hell you were about to endure by being as silent as possible.

Maybe.

You slowly crept up the creeky stairs, cringing when they would make noise under your feet.

Still no sign of your uncle.

When you walked into your room, you immediately jumped and covered your mouth, scared out of your wits.

A boy, wearing your school uniform, was sitting on your small bed.

"Hi, Y/N-ah," he smiles, turning his head from looking at the floor to you. You immediately know who it is.

Kim Seokjin.

"Seokjin sunbae-nim? How did you get into my house?" You asked your senior, hugging yourself as a defensive instinct. This was weird.

Seokjin had never come to ask you for advice or rant to you about problems before. He had only ever given you friendly smiles in the hallways, and checked up on you every now and then. Not even in a best-friend-close-way, just things like, "How have you been Y/N?" and, "If you ever feel stressed, don't feel pressured or push yourself too hard. Fighting!"

He was always super sweet. But coming into your house, sitting on your bed, without giving him your address?

This is weird.

"Ah, well, Soyeon-ssi actually sent me to give these to you." He said, holding out two textbooks. "She said that you had forgotten them at school, and that you've been quite anxious lately, so she gave me your address. I hope you don't, um..." He says, standing up and walking over to you, placing the books in your arms.

"I hope you don't mind."

You gently accepted the books, your hands gently brushing. You couldn't help but blush.

"N-No, I uh...I don't mind at all. Th-Thank you very much, sunbae-nim," You say, nodding very slightly as a thanks to your senior. Soyeon is a close friend of yours, always looking out for you. If she trusted Seokjin enough to give him the books, then you trusted him. Not that you didn't already trust him, but there was something oddly suspicious about the situation.

What a ridiculous thought.

The thing about Seokjin is that, he's extremely handsome. The best way to describe him is like — a prince who just walked out of a K-drama. He's super popular with the girls, and you would be lying if you said you didn't have the smallest crush on him. He's not only gorgeous, but he's kind, smart, and athletic too. Kim Seokjin, in a summary, is the prime example of the perfect person and student.

"Please, Y/N, you don't have to be so formal with me. Call me Jin." He says, giving you a dazzling smile. The red now spreads across your cheeks and down your neck, making you feel extremely light headed.

"A-Alright. I'm sorry." You stuttered, biting your bottom lip and looking down slightly.

He chuckles, "That's okay, you don't have to be sorry, Y/N-ah. Haha, you're cute," He smiles, bending his head down just enough to meet your eyes. You look at him through your eyelashes, holding the books closer to your chest.

Holy crap. Kim Seokjin just called you cute.

You couldn't speak. Your mind was just kind of blank at this point, staring at the pure art that is Kim Seokjin.

"I'll be going now," he bows a little, walking past me and to the creeky staircase. Right as he's about to take his first step, however, he turns around and calls you.

"Oh! And Y/N," He says, turning with a reassuring smile.

"Don't worry, your uncle isn't home."

You nod, not realizing in the moment what exactly he had just said. I mean, yes, you did. But not in the way that you should have. You were still in 'Seokjin Dream Land.'

A few minutes after he left your house, as you had just started your homework, the realization hit you in a wave.

How does he know about your uncle?

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don't worry guys, this is only part one. i'll probably be posting two or three more for this one. they'll probably all be posted within the next couple days, if not all today. luv youu <3

—iz