Shooting Stars | Th × Jk | English version

01.

It was just another day.
We were in the middle of our college classes and, as always, Yoongi and I went to a table in the corner of the canteen with our snacks and our faithful companions: our cameras.

But as normal as the day might seem, something told me it would not be so. And my first confirmation was Hyung's behavior. He was quiet and distracted by his camera. More than normal. I could have sworn to see him smiling a few times.

"Hyung," I called, no answer.

"Hyung!" Again, no response.

Let it be then.

"Yoongi Min"

He looked up at me and I felt regret at the same time. I knew he wouldn't do anything, but only that look could cut ice.

"More respect, kid"

I swallowed the dry, but at the same time had to hold my laughter.
Yoongi could know how to put fear, but that didn't change his small, cute appearance, much less his personality.

"Well, at least you realize I'm here, Hyung. Come on, show me."

"Show what?" He looked at me confused, straightening in his seat.

"What's so interesting about this camera."

"Photos?" He replied. Okay. That's really Yoongi.

I looked at him with a tired look and at last, still hesitating, he handed me the camera.
There were pictures of a boy in a park. He was probably our age. In most of the pictures he was dancing. Not dancing as one who dances because of happiness, but rather as a professional dancer. And in other photos, he looked just exhausted, resting in some shadowy corner. It struck me that he was not smiling at any of the photos. All that could be read on his face was 'focus'.

"Is this the park near your house?"
He nodded.

"...Creepy"

"Aishh, I knew you would bother me."

"Don't you even know who he is?"

"No. But I affectionately call him as 'boy who practices dancing in the park near my house.'"

"Hyung, have you ever thought about acting like a normal person and, i don't know, tried to talk to him?"

"You know I don't work like that," he snapped.

"You know, I'm pretty sure this is a crime." He raised his eyebrow at me, taking his camera back.

"I'm serious, Hyung. Why don't you talk to him?"

He seemed to think. "Maybe one day."

He went into his thoughtful way, and before we changed the subject, I said:

"But... the photos are really beautiful."

His small smile grew bigger until he allowed me to see his gums.

"They are, aren't they?"

¤

I still feel lost in this new college. I'm lucky to have made a good friend, even though I've only been here for a week.
But at some point in the break, I ended up losing Hobi Hyung from view, and now I have to find my room alone. And yes, it's still a challenge.
I thought I was going to the right place when I found a 'Photography' door at the end of the hall, but I just couldn't remember of any corridor near my classroom.
And coming near the door I discovered why. It was written 'Photography 03'. I study in the room of Photography 02.

"Congratulations, Taehyung!" I complained softly.
"You can't find your own room!"

I checked the schedule and, look at the news: I'm late!

I started to run without thinking and decided to ask for information from the first person in front of me.

¤

We were in the middle of the way back to the room when we heard the signal ring and we hurried.
Our teachers were not very punctual so we didn't worry so much.

Well, certainly not as much as the boy who was circling our room.
I motioned for Yoongi to go ahead, and went to talk to the lost boy, since that scene pitied me.

"Excuse me..." I put my hand on the boy's shoulder.

¤

I no longer knew where to go, everybody seemed to have entered their rooms.

That's when I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Excuse me..."
I turned around to see the owner of the voice.

It took me a few moments to process what was happening, unlike the boy in front of me, who had a surprised look on his  face.
It couldn't be. Still, I took courage:

"Jungkook?"

At that moment the boy opened a smile, and I could see his rabbit like teeth, and his black orbs shining.

"Tae!"

I couldn't help but smile.
it was himself.