Mr. Playboy | Jungkook

Moving In

"I can't believe it. I'm officially moving in."

I am glancing around in my new school campus, my dream school actually. Ever since I was little, I wanted to attend Performing Arts University and now, I am living my dream. I never would have thought that I would be able to go to school here. Not because of my talent, but because of my financial issues.

I can only thank Professor Kang, who personally gave me a full ride. Who would've thought that he would be in the audience of the talent show my school was hosting? Either way, I was grateful. I was walking around, kind of lost. I never had a tour of the campus since I live six hours away and my parents were always busy with work. I was roaming around for a while, watching the other students. It was nothing I have ever seen before. It was something you would see in a movie.

Dance teams were having fun dancing and competing with each other, choirs were singing with so much soul, I didn't even know pets were allowed until I saw students playing with their dogs in the park.

It looked like heaven.

Immersed in my own little world, I didn't watch where I was going, so I accidentally bumped into someone. I stumbled a little and dropped my things. "I'm so sorry! I should have been paying attention!" I apologized, blushing hard from the embarrassment. The stranger bent down to help me pick up my things from the floor, giggling a little, "It's fine. I'm guessing you're new here?"

I looked up, the stranger's face close to mine. A little too close, but I can't look away just yet. He has beautiful brown eyes that anyone could gaze into all day, and his luscious, dark bangs draped over his forehead. His alluring, fair skin which traced down to his sculpted jawline. Who is this guy?

I quickly looked away, realizing how long I was staring at him, "Y-yeah, how did you know?" "Haha, your luggage gave it away." I turned back, remembering about the luggage I was dragging along with me. "Oh yeah, I forgot," I said awkwardly, standing back up.

I never realized how tall he was until he stood up. Only a few inches above my head. He wore light blue ripped jeans with a white t-shirt and a black hat with two rings on the rim, with a finishing touch of Timberlands.

"Do you need help?" he asked me and I sighed in relief. "Yes, please. Can you just tell me where the houses are located?" He grabbed me by the shoulders and turned me around. I couldn't resist but smell his cologne.

It had a really nice, manly smell. If that makes sense.He pointed forward, toward the tall trees overcrowding the park, "It's right over there, behind the trees." "Oh my god, thanks! I've been struggling for the past half hour and I was too shy to ask anyone," I confessed, rubbing the back of my neck.

He gave me a sweet smile, his teeth almost bunny like, "Don't worry, all freshmen feel that way, but you'll get used to it." I chuckled, "Wai-" "See you around cutie!" He shouted, running towards a group of guys.

Did he just call me cutie?

I walked toward the trees like I was told by the handsome stranger and saw dozens of houses lined up in one long, never-ending road. I pulled out my contract, "It says I'm in house 7146." I strolled down the sidewalk, watching the numbers change on each house, one prettier than the other. Until I found the house I was looking for.

It was a two-story house with a coat of gray paint, along with decorative windows everywhere; a white gate surrounding the building. It had a wood bench swing on the porch with a garage on the side. "Oh man, holy shit, this place is amazing." I was mesmerized, I have never seen a house so extravagant before. I excitedly walked toward the front door, rehearsing the lines I came up with to make small talk with my new roommates.

I knocked on the door, no answer. I rang the doorbell, again, no answer. "Oh right! I have the key!" I looked through my bag, finding the key to the door. I unlocked it and walked inside hesitantly, a little cautious. "Hello? Anyone home?" I walked further into the vicinity, peering inside the nearby rooms.

The house was a little messy, but I didn't mind. I made my way upstairs and looked for my room because I was tired of carrying my heavy bags around. I spotted a wide-opened door leading into a bare bedroom, "I guess this is my room."

The second I walked in, reality hit me. Hard. "I'm actually here." My voiced quaked, my eyes burning up. I knew I was going to get homesick at one point, but I thought it would hit me later on. My phone rang, which caused me to jump in surprise. I looked at the screen and smiled.

"Hey, mom!" "Y/N! Oh, I miss you so much already! Why did you have to leave?" my mom whined. "I know, I miss you too. I wish the university wasn't so far from you guys." I answered, a little pout forming on my quivering lips. My dad spoke into the phone, "Sweetie! You better visit us!"

"Of course dad, but you better make your famous kimchi stew when I visit!" I snorted, breaking the emotional tension. "Will do." My siblings spoke into the phone, "Hey, enjoy your time away from mom and dad. Trust us, we would've dormed too, if it wasn't for our nagging parents." I have older siblings going to college too. My sister, Chaeyeong, was going to medical school, while my brother, Jiyun, was majoring in computer science to be a game designer.

They stayed at the house because of our overprotective and nagging parents, but mostly because they couldn't afford to live at the university. I mean, Chaeyeong was already going to medical school and that is really expensive.

"Anyways I'm going to hang up before you guys make me cry," I said quickly, trying to hold back homesick tears. "Okay, okay! Bye!" "Bye!" I shouted back and I hung up, "Okay, time to unpack."

It took me about two hours to settle and unpack my things, so when I finished, I went back downstairs. I glanced around once again, trying to find a sign of life, but zilch. I had nothing to do, so from my lack of boredom, I decided to clean up the house a little. It would be a great first impression on my new roommates.

"Is there a speaker anywhere?" I searched around, spotting a Bluetooth speaker on the coffee table. I connected my phone and started playing some music, "Okay, let's do this." I started with the kitchen, washing the dirty dishes, drying them, and putting them away. Thank goodness it wasn't hard to find where everything goes.

I would occasionally start dancing away, forgetting all about the task at hand. I went into the living room and picked up some abandoned soda cans, my head bobbing to the beat of the music. I glanced at the clock on the wall, "It's 8:45 pm already, do they have night classes too?"

"Whatever, I'm pretty sure I'll see them tomorrow." I shrugged it off, dancing around. I love to dance, ever since I took my first steps. I studied hip-hop, b-boying, pop-locking, and contemporary dance. But obviously, I have my favorite: hip hop.I love the feeling of sharp, fast movements moving across my body. I love the squeaky sound my shoes make on the dance floor. I love the feeling of the fresh, cool air hitting against my heated figure. I always keep dancing until I can't feel my legs anymore, drenched in sweat, and my hands shaking. I was so preoccupied with my dancing, that I didn't hear the several footsteps walking towards the living room.

"Where's that music coming from?"

"It's coming from the living room."

"But who is in the living room?"

"Do you think someone broke in?"

"Or his dumbass left the music on again."

"No, I didn't! I turned it off!"

They stopped in their tracks when they saw me. "Uhm, is that one of your girls Jungkook?" He scoffed, "No, but she probably will in due time, she has a nice ass." He got smacked in the back of the head by another guy in the group, "Ow! That fucking hurt!" I finally came to my senses after I heard a yell of pain. I saw seven guys spread out in the room, looking at me with confusion embedded in their pupils.

"Uhm, how did you get in here?" I questioned them, a little scared. One of the disgruntled looking men crossed his arms, "I believe you should be answering that question." "What do you mean? I live here." I replied, becoming more defensive. I glanced at each and every one of them and my eyes widened when I locked eyes with one of the guys.

"Cutie?"

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