"You're just a comforter to me, I only needed you because I needed someone to cry on."
"So you don't have any feelings for me?"
"No."
"None?"
"None."
"I don't think you're telling the truth."
"You're right."
"You'll be fine Camille, I'll be there with you." Jungkook encourages over the phone. "You won't be with me during lectures." I argue. "All you have to do in those is be quiet and listen though, you'll be fine." He yawns. "You should get some sleep." I say. "You should too, you need that beauty sleep." "Thanks Jungkook." "No problem princess." We say our good nights before I hang up.
Tomorrow, I start university. Tomorrow, I'll be one step closer to becoming a rapper, my dream. But I'm scared, there are so many talented people in this world. And I'm scared I won't be as good compared to the others.
You are amazing at what you do Camille.
That's what my dad said even when I was young, telling me that when I'm older, I'll conquer the world.
I edited my tracks a bit, these are the tracks I am hoping to show my new professor. So I can show off a bit, stand out. When I'm happy with them, I turn my laptop off, and go to sleep.
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"Are you ready yet!" My brother calls from down the stairs, I wake up baffled. Footsteps come up the stairs and into my room. "Camille what the fuck!" Namjoon shouts as I jump out of my bed. "You have five minutes, hurry." He runs downstairs.
I quickly grab the outfit I picked out yesterday, wanting to be extra organised the next day.
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That fucking worked out well.
And I get dressed, I shove my hairbrush in my bag as well as my laptop and jog down the stairs. My brother waits for me in the hallway with a bottle of water and some toast. He hands it to me, "don't want to be late and hungry now do we?" I thank him as we get into the car.
I check the time on my phone, we have ten minutes to get there. Namjoon doesn't waste any time as he drives off, not even waiting for me to put my seatbelt on.
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"Can we meet up with the others." I ask nervously. "No Camille, I'll take you to your first lecture, then I'll have to go." I frown as we walk through the hallways, people slapping hands with my brother as we go. "Who was that?" I ask, as he slaps hands with someone else. "I'm going to be honest with you, I have no idea." He says, laughing to himself a bit.
Why is my brother so well known around here?
Girls glare at me as Namjoon pulls me down the hallway, I begin to grown nervous, wondering what their problem is.
"Okay." He pulls me over to the side by a door. "Here we are." I frown at him, butterflies filling my stomach. He hugs me tightly as I breath heavily. "I'm here for you lil sis." He smiles at me. "Now go or you'll be late." "Thank you Joonie." I beam at him, so thankful that I have him to support me. I walk in, it's smaller than I expected. For a music course , I knew it would not be as popular as the others. But I didn't expect it to be so quiet. I look around the room, smiling shyly at the people already here. The I spot someone in the corner of the room. He's on his laptop, light reflecting against his face.
Taehyung.
I quickly walk up the step and move to sit next to him. "Hi, soy you mind?" I ask him, painting to the vacant seat next to him. He looks at my slightly baffled. "Oh er, sure." I smile at his answer, sitting down I take my laptop out of my bag and get prepared for my lecture.
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Taehyung's POV
Of course I end up being in the same class as her. Of course she sits next to me. I don't say a word as I skim through my documents on my laptop. Finding a blank one to write in. "I didn't know you took the same course as me." I can see the sweet smile on her face from the corner of my eye. I feel my cheeks redden as she stares.
Why does she have to make everything so hard for me?
I try to act casual as I face her, she still smiles cutely at me. "Well I guess you know know." I say bluntly, her smile quivers. My heart breaks a bit as I see her frown.
I don't mean to hurt you, but I don't want to get hurt either.
Our professor finally enters. "Right,let's get started." He claps and the nattering around as falls to a stop. I can't focus, all I can see is Camille. As she types quickly on her laptop, concentrating so hard her tongue pokes out. I hold my laughs in whenever she cusses at her laptop quietly for maki g a typo. She's just too cute.
This isn't good for me.
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EDITED
Poor Taehyungie, he doesn't know that Camille is taken. He'll find out sooner or later I'm sure. Pretty bland chapter but I wanted to get them into their university. It's been a pretty crazy holiday for them and I think they all deserve a break.
