The Boy's Perspective
There's a brief triggering section, please skip it if you can't tolerate the sensitive description about dissection of animals.
Namjoon's P.O.V.
I didn't just give her purple roses, did I? That's such an unforgivable mistake, what if she comes to know the symbolism behind it no matter how hard I try to avoid the case. I shouldn't have been way too lenient and trusted Jin hyung.How can I mess this up? No person gives away purples roses to anyone on the second day of their meet up. It's a big trunk of nope.
She pouted in confusion, her E/C eyes staring at the mesmerizing roses as her hope to know more the roses bore into me.
"Nothing," I quickly replied, earning her attention. She didn't seem satisfied with my answer so I tried to come up with more arguments.
"Not every flower has a symbolism, I guess, even if it does- I wouldn't know, I just started learning about these ravishing creatures. For instance, I don't know the symbolism of purple roses, sorry." I shrugged. She nodded, hugging the roses close to her. My heart skipped a beat. She might not know the meaning behind it but it still makes me go insane.
Goddammit, I'm such a wuss.
"It's alright Namjoon. I, on the other hand didn't even know flowers had symbolism."
That made me feel relaxed. It was like a weight put off from my shoulders, it's fascinating that she didn't mind my peculiar behaviour.
What if she's peculiar on the inside just like me?
No, stop thinking rudely about other people without knowing.
"Do you like biology?" She questioned, initiating a conversation it seems.
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I shrugged, "Eh, I like botany specifically. I have no interest in learning about the inner workings of a human being or any animal." I internally gagged at the thought. It brought back awful memories of when I had to dissect a frog but I couldn't hold the scalpel correctly because I was shivering at the sight so I literally slit its organs too. That wasn't a pleasant experience.
Goddammit, why did I remind myself about that?
(If you skipped then resume from this point, they just talked about Namjoon's past experience in biology class)
"I like/don't like anything that has to do something with science."
I can respect her opinion, science can be very fun/very no fun (😂) sometimes. It depends on the subject and even the teacher. Although chemistry wasn't a fun experience for me either, I would break test tubes and beakers all the time. I was always assigned a partner to work with so that I could guide them without having to go through the struggle of breaking anything. Most of the people always volunteered to become my partner because I knew what I was doing.
"HELLO HELLO, Y/N!" An ear piercing voice echoed through the room. A very giddy Hoseok hyung made his way towards us. His eyes widened at the sight of me and he sped up his walk.
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oH NOooO—
"Hobi hyUNg-" I choked as he hugged me tightly like he was holding on to dear life. His grip got stronger the more I tried to push him away. Y/N looked like she was about to burst into hysterics. Goddammit Hoseok hyung, always making me look like a clown in front of people.
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