Chapter 4

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Namjoon's P.O.V.
"See you after the break!" I smiled at Minho after picking my gym bag from my locker.

"Uhmm, yeah.. Yeah. See ya." She waved unsurely at me.

She said she was not feeling well last time we had gym so I was sure I'd see her there today. To my surprise, she wasn't. Maybe was she late? Didn't seem like it. Even after some time passed, she never showed up.

Minho's P.O.V.
I felt so bad for lying.. He's been my friend for a month, yet I was still hiding that. How much of a loser would I look like if I said 'hey, I can't do gym because my body is a weak mess.' So humiliating.. I knew he wanted to ask so many questions, it's obvious in the way he looked at me sometimes. He would call my name, look at me, stare blank into space, and tell me to forget about it. He'd call me weird from time to time, but right now, he's the weird one.

Then, from the glass wall of the library, I noticed a boy with a different uniform than the one our school has. I picked up my stuff and walked to him. He seemed pretty lost.
"Hey, excuse me, hey!"

He turned around.

"Can I help you? Are you looking for someone?" I wondered.

"I am, actually." He smiled full rays of sunshine.

I laughed lightly."You know classes are only ending in 15 minutes right?"

"Oh! My bad. Should I wait outside? I don't think I'm even allowed to enter." He said scratching the back of his head."Gosh, where are my manners? I'm Hoseok." He extended his hand to me."But you can call me Hobi."

"Minho." I said accepting his proper greetings."Who are you looking for Hobi oppa?"

"Oppa?" He looked at me confused."You seem older than me."

"June 94" I said giving my month of birth.

"Damn, February 94. You really are younger." He giggled."Oh, then you must know who I'm looking for!"

"Which is?" I asked again.

"Kim Namjoon. He's our group leader." He casually mentioned making a conversation.

"Leader of what? Your chest club?" I said slightly sarcastic.

"Watch your language Minho." Another voice warned me.

"Yoongi! I'm not being mean." I pouted.

"I know. But some people don't get your sassy ass."He blurted out making me sigh.

"Fine.. You know him?" I pointed at Hobi next to me.
I don't know what happened, but the look in Yoon's eyes changed.

"No. No I don't, but let me help him find his way." He said taking Hoseok a couple of meters away.

Yoongi's P.O.V.
"What the bloody hell are you doing here?!" I whispered strongly in his face.

He almost told her what I've been hiding for months!

"What did you want me to do? You completely close your phone during class hours! Anyways, PD-nim wanted to see us after class, Joon, you,and me. I just came to say that!" He argued.

"You didn't have to ask her for that!" I continued.

"Why not? She's a nice girl that wanted to help me."He seemed comfused.

"That girl is called 'Paws off' you hear me?!" I rose my voice.

He abandoned."Okay, okay. I get it. Just tell it to Namjoon. See ya." He finally left. I like the guy, but not too close.

"What was that for?" Minho looked at me, more like she was staring at me in the hopes that I suddenly combust.

"Did he do anything to you?" I asked metting her face to face.

"Why do you always think guys are jerks with me and everything?" She blurted out."Can't I just have a nice conversation with a guy?"

I honestly didn't have anything other than 'I've always done that' as an answer. "I'm just protective of you."

"I'm not a child, I don't need your 'protection' Min Yoongi." She left in a frustrated pace.

Oh goodness what have I done..

Namjoon's P.O.V.
"Ya! What's wrong with Suga hyung? Did he get up on a bad foot or something?" Hobi hyung sighed while eating his sandwich. He was supposed to tell me something, leave, and eat lunch at his school, but he decided to stay a bit longer.

"Did you, perhaps, had a nice encounter with someone?" I dared to ask.

"I did actually!" He looked so shocked by my guess."She was quite beautiful.."

"Did she have brown/copper hair and oversized glasses?" I demanded.

"How do you know?" He asked.

"Welcome to the death zone hyung." I laughed and sighed at the same time. "You now have a deadly enemy."

"What?" He jumped."Why?"

"You've been in contact with Yoongi's most precious treasure. His childhood best friend." I explained.

"Why are you in that club?" He wondered.

"I'm the first one to die on that list... I'm his roommate and she's in my class. Plus, we do projects together. Even worse, I toy with his limit." I nodded at myself seeing my lifespan shorten in front of my eyes.

"What would happen if someone dated her?" He asked quite an interesting question.

"I think he'd be ready to commit murder. As soon as the guy would hug her, he'd start to think of where to hide the body." I joked.

"Waaah.. Yoongi is so scary right? That's what you think of him? Really?" A cheerful voice asked. A voice I heard in every class except one.

I'd be in trouble again."No, that's not true at all." I answered Minho.

"I hope so. The scary one here is me." She admitted.

"How come?"I asked.

"You've never seen me angry yet have you?" She rested her hands on her hips.

"You know, I learned that I shouldn't get on your bad side because S-Yoongi and you are alike on that point." I laughed getting a slap on the shoulder.

"So mean.." She sighed."But true."

"Oh, Uhm, why weren't you in gym today?" I said as the bell rang.

Her cheerful smile softed into a sad one."Let's keep that for another time shall we?" She turned her back to us and went to her locker.

What had I done?

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