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Math has always been my worst subject. My head was never there, I would always think about random things. For instance, letters should stay their happy asses in the alphabet.

Not only this, but I can't get the events that happened this morning out of my head.

I can still feel his warm arms wrapped around me.

I'm overthinking once again.

Snap out of it.

Before I could begin to think any farther, the dismissal bell rang for us to go to third period.

Chemistry.

Namjoon was my lab partner and being the smart human that he is, we never get below a B on projects.

I was just about to walk into the room that read C09 until a hand landed on my shoulder.

"Hey."

Namjoon was my first guess, but instead I found myself looking at Taehyung.

Taehyung and I were photography buddies. He was always so energetic and original. He had his own style that complemented his personality.

Tae was always in his own world and that's what I liked about him.

"You okay?" Tae said as he fixed the lens of the camera hanging around his neck.

"Um yeah, yeah. I've just had a rough morning. What's up?" I lied.

"I was wondering if you had time go grab lunch with me after third period, I'll pay?" He murmured as he patted his pockets for his wallet.

Maybe this could get my mind of things. He was always good at finding the right moments to cheer me up. For instance, he was there to cheer me up when my first boyfriend broke my heart in junior high. Tae came over and supplied me with chick flicks and ice cream that whole week.

"Of course, but you can't pay for all of it." I smiled and turned into the doorway.

I set my bag on the table and grabbed the chair behind me.

Namjoon would have been in here by now but I didn't see him or his bookbag around the classroom.

Mr. T shut the door and started calling roll after the late bell rang.

Where is he ?

"Is Kim Namjoon present?" Mr. T announced, while the crowd of students eyed around the room for the smartest kid in the class.

I did what any normal person would do and contacted his late ass.

Aurora(10:48): Hey, where are you?

Namjoon(10:50): I don't feel well.

Aurora(10:50): Are you okay?

Namjoon(10:55): Yeah.

Aurora(10:55): Oh okay, feel better.

Read(10:57)

That's odd, he seemed fine this morning.

"He's sick" I said, looking at the read text message below.

Aurora(11:00): Hello?


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