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Two

2 March 2018

Jimin kept his eyes glued to the wooden floor as he entered his first class of the day: Hip-hop 101. He'd spent the last three years focusing on contemporary and ballet, neglecting the electives and academic classes that were vital to his graduation.

Now here he was, faced with a class full of people he didn't know. At least that's what he expected. That's why it took him back so much when he lifted his gaze to glance into the mirror along the wall and locked eyes with none other than Jung Hoseok.

He'd almost forgotten that the older male was in his last year of his major of dance. It wasn't the same as Jimin's major, but he couldn't remember the name of it for the life of him. Nevertheless, Hoseok had been on of Jimin's first friends. He was pretty renowned on campus for throwing epic parties.

Jimin had begged Yoongi to go many times, but he always refused and stayed home. Jimin felt guilty going while his best friend was miserable at home, so he would stay at the apartment and try to forget about all of his friends that were having a blast just down the street.

"Hyung!" Jimin greeted him through the mirror before turning around as he approached.

They did a bro-shake before Hoseok ruffled the younger's hair and checked him out from head-to-toe. "Okay, we get it, Park Jimin. You're the most attractive man alive."

Jimin blushed, a small giggle falling from his lips. He was only in sweatpants and a t-shirt. He knew that Hoseok was just being a flirt. He was like that with everyone. Yet it always got to Jimin. The older just had a way of making people feel special.

It was no secret that he was also extremely attractive himself. He had a thin but toned body, a handsome face, and everything about him screamed "Sex God". But he was also very outgoing, friendly, and happy. Those were his two sides and you never knew which one you were going to get.

"How was your winter break? Last semester before we graduate!" he said excitedly. He may have been older, but he entered the university later than most.

Jimin shrugged, remembering how he had to take care of Yoongi's personalities—like he always had to. "It was normal. What about yours?"

"I threw the best party," Hoseok recalled with a smirk. "You should seriously come to one. Just one." He sighed, then his face lit up. " Dude. My graduation party is going to be legendary! I'm talking ass on tap! Guys, girls, all. And the booze! You like to drink, Jiminie?" he asked with a wink.

It was undeniable that Jimin enjoyed the occasional drink. However, Yoongi's deteriorating mental state made it difficult to do that. It had been a few years. But Jimin was growing tired of the routine. He was going to drag Yoongi to a party. He had to.

"Love it," he admitted, returning the smile. "I'll be at the graduation party for sure."

Hoseok touched his arm with a radiant grin. "Good! And bring your little antisocial friend. Yoonjae?"

Jimin's eye twitched at the label. Antisocial. If you only knew. "Yoongi."

"Yeah! Him."

After committing himself and Yoongi to what was already hyped up as the biggest party of the decade—he overheard almost everyone talking about it—class began. The day went by in a blur as he mostly kept to himself and spoke to friends he already had. Soon enough, he found himself in his last class of the day. Not only was it the last one, but it was most definitely the most dreaded. Econ 305.

The room was a huge lecture hall. There were at least four hundred seats. Luckily, he was a few minutes early so he opted to sit in the middle of the mass for a better view of the board. He pulled out his laptop and ignored the people that filed in within the next few minutes.