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RM (Just one day) Pt.3

(Sorry for taking so long) This is part three- the last part. Hope you enjoy! Please vote and comment, I'd greatly appreciate it!!! 💋💋
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The music in the speakers that always played when class was about to begin started to play and the students that were lounged around in the hallways began to make their ways to class.

Y/N started packing up the things she had on the library's table. She hadn't had the time to do her homework last night because she was too busy freaking out about what had happened.

Don't get me wrong, she was still shook.

Her first period class was Geography, which happened to be on the fourth floor. As for the library it was located in the basement.

She shoved her textbooks into her bag and threw her bag over her back as she made her way out the library. As she ran up the stairs she was bumped into and students yelled at her for walking slow.

She scurried down the hallway and slipped into her math class, quietly settling in the front seat.

The class filled in a couple moments after and class started.

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{POV SWITCH}

I scooped my binder into my arms and sighed.

My next class was science, which I dreaded going to because of a special someone. It wasn't like he had done anything wrong to me, but at the same time he did? He caused me to feel so uncomfortable, in a way I wanted to hide from him entirely.

And it was all his fault for looking so good.

I walked down the hall and straight into my next class. I settled at my usual spot at the back, closest to the window, as the students trickled in.

It didn't take long before I saw that familiar dark haired man enter the room (he was pretty tall so it wasn't hard to spot him).

He caught my gaze and smiled and I snapped my head away so fast I swear I only got whip lash. There was an empty seat in front of me and I prayed that he wouldn't sit there.

But he did. He sat right in front of me.

"Good morning." Namjoon smiled.

Judging from his face which was flushed, he had just finished gym class. He was wearing our school jersey which really complemented his skin tone.

"Hi." I awkwardly flipped open my text book, opened my pencil case, took the caps off the pens and did basically anything I could go avoid eye contact. I even stood up to adjust my seating position.

"I decided to finish the project. We just have to hand it in. This is how you spell you name right?" Namjoon slid a notebook towards me.

I looked down at the paper where my name was written incorrectly, "Close..."

"Are you serious? I thought I had it!" Namjoon laughed and he erased my name, "Here, you write it."

As he handed me the pencil, his hand brushed against mine and I almost dropped the pencil. I brought the pencil down to the paper with my hand violently shaking and he leaned closer to get a better look at my writing.

I don't know how I managed, but I wrote down my name and handed him back the pencil

He was about to say something when the teacher called for the classes attention. So he just smiled and turned his attention to the teacher.