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Jins P.O.V

"Will you go out with me?" I almost whisper.

I am asking a question I never thought that would pass my lips. I cracked, I had enough of not letting him know I was in love with him, on top of that for three years of high school. My friends won't stop bothering me about how much I talk about him and about wanting to date him, just him in general. He graduates this year so it won't matter by the time we come back for the next school year. Yet he just stands there with no expression on his face making me feel awkward standing in front of him in my uniform. The halls are quiet and so is he. My face gets hot and I know I must look like a ripe tomato ready to be picked from the vine.

He walks away from me without a single word, not even a sigh and all I want to do is break down crying, but I stay strong with trying to keep myself together. I turn, ready to move on with life until I stop when I see my two friends in front of me. "How did it go?" My shortest friend, Ji-min asks having a smile pasted on his face that doesn't seem to leave during the storms in sea.

"Tell us!" My other friend, Ho-seok better known as Hobi yells his demand happily at me, grabbing my arm and shaking my body.

I shake my head and their smiles instantly fall. "It didn't go well, did it?" Ji-min asks.

"No," I sarcastically said, "everything went perfect. I stood there wanting to melt into the floor so I didn't have to see his blank expression and hear his non...existing...words..." I lower my head, sulking.

Hobi gets closer to me and squishes my cheeks, his smile showing. "You don't need him." Hobi tells me while his smile slightly helps lift my spirits.

"Yeah, listen to Hobi," Ji-min wraps his tiny biceps' around my arm assuring me. "Lets get back to class and forget all this happened."

I can't forget this happened. I hate the person I have feelings for. Kim Tae-hyung, tall, handsome, and cocky as anyone I've ever met in my life and yet he has a million friends that are just like him. One of them being Min Yoon-gi, I haven't met him personally but the way people talk about him makes it seem as if he's heartless and cold. The second one of his friends the tallest and youngest out of three including Tae-hyung is Jeon Jung-kook. He is a trouble maker, but still goes on having good grades and all the girls in school and out of school. Tae-hyung seems to be in the wrong crowd, getting in trouble and slacking when I am with what people would call the sunshine group. Well, that's what I call it.

Hobi, Ji-min and I stroll into class hearing the bells ring for lunch to end. We take our seats watching more students walk in, everyone sits, the seat by me empty. That is meant for the new student. Our teacher storms in as someone follows almost taller than the doorway making everyone gap at the statue. "Attention!" Teacher Lin announces, clapping her hands having the class's interest. "This is our new student, he is a bit late due to moving his belongings," Teacher Lin looks back at him and his expression is breathtaking as he smiles. He is happy. "Introduce yourself." Teacher Lin motions for him to step forward.

He stands in the same spot and began to speak. "I'm Kim Nam-joon, please take care of me..." No bow. That's it. Usually a bow is a sign of respect but I don't think he wants respect from anyone. Whispers break out all over the classroom.

"You can take a seat next to Seok-jin there." Teacher Lin points over to the empty spot beside me.

Now I'm a bit nervous knowing the new student is this guy, but when he starts moving closer to the desk I notice how handsome he really is. Pitch black hair, soft features, tall and full pale pink lips that went with his brown glossy eyes that appear small. For him, it is just right. Nam-joon sits by me facing forward not saying a word. Maybe I should start up a conversation? No, I'll look needy. I sigh then turn my body to him slightly. "You look really happy to be here." I choke up.

"Was it too much?" He eyes me for a moment then focus's what's in front of him.

I rub the back of my neck, his low voice stabbing me like icicles' and I grow awkward like what I'm good at doing. "But yes, I guess I'm happy to be here." Nam-joon finally replies. I look back at him again, a smile creeping onto my face.

"That's always good." I tell him honestly.

"You seem like a straight A student, isn't this your second home?" He questions. "You should look a little happier." He nudges me by the elbow catching me by surprise.

"Yeah, but it's boring. I don't need this," I chuckle as I press my lips together. "Sometimes I wish I didn't go to this school." I sigh and lightly shake my head.

"Hey, don't say that! That hurts my feelings, you know?" He chuckles and grabs books from inside his backpack.

My eyes widen at his words. I jump when the teacher suddenly claps her hands together and tells us what page to turn to. Nam-joon catches my eye once again as he pulls out a notebook with scribbles and words. I scan the paper and read. "What is that?" I whisper to him.

"This?" Nam-joon tilts his head and fully looks at me. "My songs."

"You make music?" I proclaim.

"Not yet...right now it's just words." He shrugs with a faint smile. His smile make my heart flutter. The dimples and wide smile would make anybody of any gender fall head over heels for.

I gulp. He's so handsome. I snap my neck away and stare down at my notes. I haven't called some other boy handsome before because I never considered any other man attractive but Tae-hyung. I don't like men but Tae-hyung is an exception. I sigh and try to pay attention to the teacher but Nam-joon makes it very hard to do so. I watch as Nam-joon writes down words on a piece of paper with already crossed out words.

"Your lips..." He whispers yet his eyes aren't on me.

"Huh?" I touch my lips confused.

"They are nice." He tells me.

I cover my mouth and feel myself grow hot. I've never been complimented about my lips before or even complimented. "Sorry...did I come off too weird. It won't happen again." He now puts his attention on me.

"No, no. You are fine. Just no one's ever complimented my lips before." I slightly laugh.

"Well, people should start complimenting you more. It's cute when you blush."

Maybe I found it.