I was on my way to class until I saw Namjoon under a tree with his hands around his phone, I noticed he was wearing a hoody with my universities logo and initials on it. I felt shocked and stupid for what my eyes took in, did he go to school here?
"Excuse me," I called out to a random scholar passing by. "does he go here?" I asked pointing my chin towards Namjoon's direction
"Kim Namjoon? He's the top student in philosophy and English AND korean litrature, him and a few other students even won a have a trip to England a few months back to participate in an international compatition for young writers."
So thats where he disappeared to for months.
"Did he win?" I asked curiousity lingering.
"Sadly no, but he did come out second place."
"Thank you." I ended the conversation and the student went on his way.
I was always day dreaming about him and had my head up in the clouds that I didn't even notice he went to my university, because in my mind he only existed in the walls of Café Tribe.
Chances.
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