Audio Diary || Nomin

2 || I keep It 100 Baby

Jaemin

Jaemin got up and stretched. The boy rubbed his eyes with one hand and lazily grabbed his phone. September 14, 2018. Today, he'd  move into SM high's dormitory. Jaemin smiled, excited to see who the (un)lucky boy was that got paired up with him.
    But then realization hit him like a truck. "What if I need to live with a pervert? Or worse, a furry lover?!" He thought out loud. After putting down his phone, he fell back onto the bed and blew the hair out of his eyes.
     He grabbed his phone again, only this time to check what time it was. 9:42 it read. "FUCK!" He squealed. You could practically say he was late. Because really, Jaemin's morning schedule looked a bit like this.

Wake up: 5 min
Check phone : 10 occasionally 15 min
Choose outfit: 30-45 min
Shower: 20-30 min
Brush teeth- 2-5 min
Eat: Really depends tbh but usually 5 min
(Then you could imagine anything else I forgot to add)

   And that was how long it actually took Jaemin to get ready for. It ended up being 11:00 something by the time he was done, the pink haired boy then blasted out of his house, getting inside the car. With all of his stuff, of course.
   As he was driving worried thoughts just kept coming. Things that sounded like, "What if they're too loud?" "Or maybe an introvert?" "What if they don't know how to cook? Then we'll survive on take out!!" But one question really hit him hard. "What if they're a fan?" The last one practically made him want to just shrivel up and die. Now way he was living with a fan, he doesn't want to come home just to hear a recorded and pitched down version of his voice, hell no!
(A/N at 309 words and my thumbs already hurt :(( )

   He shook of all the bad thoughts and replaced them with happy ones. Yes, Jaemin is one of those people. "What if..." He started out loud. "I room with a hottie!!" He squealed in pure excitement. Almost letting go of the wheel. "Just one more turn away from a new life. " Jaemin mumbled as he turned left. It took the poor boy about 15 minutes until he found a parking space, parking he got out and was in awe.
    It had a very elegant and modern theme to it. Most of the walls being made of glass. The building looked very clean and pristine too, it having a white aesthetic making it look even bigger than it actually was.
   Not wanting a fly to land inside his mouth, he closed it and started to open his trunk and get the boxes he could fit so he didn't need to make a lot of trips going back and fourth. As soon as he entered the dormitory, he was greeted with a woman sitting at the desk. "Oh! Hi let me get someone to help you with those." She smiled. Jaemin nodded, but she probably couldn't even see it through the boxes. Oh well, always good to be polite.
She took about two boxes and lead Jaemin to his room, number 127. He balanced the boxes he had in his arms as he lifted up one leg so they could rest on it, and took his free hand to knock on the white-coated door. He heard thumping and soon foot steps.
"Who could it be?"
Jaemin looked up to see a boy who had jet black hair, no shirt, black sweats that matched his hair, and socks. "Let me help you guys," he smiled. "Damn...that smile." Jaemin thought.