book 2 of FATE
Jimin, Jungkook, and Taehyung just got out of school for summer.
Yoongi graduated. Namjoon released the mixtape and his relationship with Jin. Hoseok continues to flirt with Yoongi.
Everything seems happy. Their senior year looks b...
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Namjoon has decided that Jin hated him.
He has ignored all of Namjoon's calls and when Namjoon went over to his house, Jin slammed the door in his face.
Namjoon was sad because he felt like he was falling for Jin. Jin was amazing and Jin was so handsome. No one could ever compare.
Namjoon sat in his studio and wrote some depressing lyrics, but then decided that he needed to not be so depressing. Because it was depressing to be depressing.
Namjoon was forgetting his vocabulary because he was so sad.
Namjoon was now driving to a local bar. He wanted to get fucked up. He clearly needed to move on because that's what Jin was doing. Jin was never going to talk to him again, clearly.
Namjoon had some shots when he first got inside. The place was night club themed and the music was loud. The place wasn't that big so the music didn't have anywhere to carry so there was just constant bass in his ears.
Namjoon sat at the bar and drank until he could barely keep his head up. All his thoughts were about Jin. God, he was so amazing. He loved his lips.
"Howdy."
Namjoon turns to look at the voice beside him. It was some girl with purple hair and dark lipstick. She was smirking at Namjoon.
"Huh?" Namjoon grunts, lifting himself up from the counter.
The girl laughs. "You seem out of it. What's your name?" She asks, leaning against the bar.
Namjoon huffs and his fingers mess with the empty shot glass, "I'm a fuck up."
The girl raises her dark eyebrow, "Wow. Getting right into it, okay," she says as she sits next to him and waits for Namjoon to pour his problems out.
Namjoon whines, "Who even are you?"
The girl chuckles, crossing her legs, "My name is—"
"Come on! Get on with it!" Namjoon says, motioning her to hurry up as he lays his head on his palm.
The girl raises her eyebrows and laughs. She shakes her head in amusement, "Wow, I don't think you deserve my name."
Namjoon huffs, "Fine. Then you don't get mine."
"You're Namjoon."
Namjoon looks over and narrows his eyes, "Did I already tell you?"
The girl laughs again, "No. I love your music. Big fan."
Namjoon slowly nods then gasps, "Wait! You're my first fan!"
The girl smiles, "Wow, I'm glad."
"Yeah..." Namjoon sits there for a second before turning to the girl again.
