Pink Peony | Namjin

History Pt 1: Kim Seokjin

October 6,2013
Junior's in High School
Jin age 17

His dark chocolate eyes always watched from afar, almost as if I were too fragile to be approached by his extroverted and intense presence.

I could feel his intense gaze all the way from my seat in the back. A group of girls were attempting to flirt with him but he wasn't paying attention to them, causing me to be a bit flustered when I found out it was because of me. His name was Kim Namjoon, the son of the contractor my father highered a few years back. Since then, Namjoon and I have been inseperatable but, my feelings for him have only grown.

The issue is, he's so handsome that, the girls hang around, as if they were animals fighting over a piece of meat, and we hardly see each other during school anymore. We try to hang out as much as possible but, it's hard to when my father is such a rich aristocrat.

My eyes wandered over Namjoon's body as he payed attention to the girls in front of him instead of me. I trailed my gaze back up to his face to find him smirking at me, my eyes widening as I quickly looked away, my face red with fresh embarrassment.

Namjoon smiled at the girls and waved to them."Excuse me ladies." Namjoon said, walking pass the mob of girls and striding over to me.

"Like what you see?" He asked with a smirk as he sat down on my desk, his chocolate brown eyes looking into my brighter ones.

Rolling my eyes, I averted my gaze to the book that was open in front of me."I was just thinking about how there is a stain on your shirt." I replied, caressing the page of the book.

"I do not." Namjoon said.

"You do." I replied, pointing at the stain on Namjoon's grey school uniform jacket.

"What the......" Namjoon said, looking down at the stain in shock.

I just laughed slightly as he looked down at me with a soft smile."Hey, the girls and I are going to go out to Karaoke later if you'd like to join." Namjoon said, causing me to quickly look down at the book in front of me, frowning slightly.

'Why would I want to hang out with girls I don't know who idolize you like lost puppies?' I thought bitterly before looking back at Namjoon with the best "real" smile I could muster.

"No, I'm good, I have photography club after school." I said, pulling out my camera from my school bag and taking off the lense as if to prove my point. I actually didn't but, I just didn't want to hang out with people I didn't know.

"Oh, okay." Namjoon said, almost as if there was a hint of disappointment in his voice.

'I'm just getting my hopes up' I thought, playing with my camera a bit."Maybe next time, okay?" I said as Namjoon nodded and headed back towards the mob of girls.

Despite being close friends with Namjoon, a few months ago, we had a sleepover at my house and the weirdest thing happened; I had a wet dream about him.

I felt so guilty about it because he was sleeping right next to me and, he probably didn't see me the same way because he's more of the flirtatious type with the girls. Plus, we are both guys and it would bring dishonor to both of our families.

Sighing, I looked up one last time at Namjoon to find him staring right at me with a dimpled smile, the girls giggling and admiring his gorgeous smile. It was a smile he only gave to me and it always made me feel special.

I gave him a meek smiled back before he turned his attention back to the girls in front of him. 'Beautiful' I thought to myself, unconsciously turning on my camera and looking through the lense, snapping a picture of Namjoon.

Looking down at the new picture, I admired how his beauty was frozen in the picture.

'Maybe I should've said yes to his offer......' I thought sullenly.