Shooting Stars | Th × Jk | English version

04.

"Why aren't you going to have lunch with me again?"
I asked, deciding to pay attention this time.

"The boy from before is Tae. Taehyung, my childhood friend."

Oh.

"Come on, Hyung! I'm sure I've already told you about him."

Of course I know who he's talking about. When I met him everything was about "Taehyung this", or "Taehyung that".
I thought it was kinda cute at first, but in the end it was getting annoying. 

"You did. Too much, if you wanna know."

"Are you jealous Hyung?" He began.

"And you're going to have lunch with him?"
I opted for a quick cut.
Me? Jealous? Of Jungkook?

Pfff.

Then I noticed him laughing.

This bastard.

"Exactly" he concluded.

I noticed his smile as he spoke. In fact, the smile he had since returning to the classroom.
It made me smile too, but I preferred to take advantage of the situation.

"Well, I hope you have fun." I said with disinterest.

"Don't worry, we'll eat lamb skewers at night, on my own!"
He said.

Bingo.

That was the way we resolved our disagreements: food.
Lamb skewers, to be more exact.
It was a good habit.

"Okay." I decided to end it, before he changed his mind.

"Come on, let's finish this job."

...

When class was over, I said goodbye to Jungkook, who ran into the photo room on the other floor. Great.
Time to go back to being antisocial.

I was distracted as i dragged myself to the exit, and maybe that's why I didn't notice the boy who turned the corridor quickly, coming in the same direction as me.

Well, he certainly didn't notice me there, since when he passed me, he hit my arm, causing my camera to fall to the ground with brutality.

"Are you fucking serious?."
I spoke up loud, stressed.

The boy then noticed the situation and looked at me, as if he were begging for mercy.

He hurried to get the camera on the floor and handed it to me, bowing quickly.

"Oh my God. Look, I'm really sorry."

I sighed loudly as I scanned my camera, which by some miracle had no scratches and seemed to be working.

"Don't worry, it seems intact."
I spoke, trying to reassure him.

"Oh thanks god."
He sighed in relief.

"Look," he said, taking a piece of paper and a pen quickly in his backpack. "I'll give you my number, and if you find that I did any damage to the camera, you can let me know."

I found it a bit strange but, as he already seemed to be in a hurry, and I did not want to get into an argument, I just got the paper.

"And what do I call you?" I asked.

It would be weird to just get in and say 'Hello, stranger! You owe me a camera! '.

"Hoseok. I'm Hoseok."
He replied, with an exaggeratedly big smile, which made me wonder if he was faking it.

"Yoongi."

"Hey, I know you," his face changed to an expression I couldn't decipher, but it didn't seem to be bad.
"Well, not you, but I know some of your work." he said enthusiastically.

"Oh... really?"

I was not sure what to say, but I tried not to cut his subject, since it seemed to make him happy.

"And what do you think?"

"I like your photos. You have a somewhat unique style."
He said, still smiling.

I couldn't help but smile.

I don't know how to deal with compliments. Well, I don't know how to handle people in general.

The boy - or Hoseok - looked at the watch on his wrist and started heading for the back exit.

"Look, I got to go. I'm sorry for the camera again!"
He waved and ran.

I stood there for a few moments before making my way out there.

Did I just interact with another human being?

...

Since I would be alone at lunch today, I decided to just buy a sandwich and go home. I'm going out at night, so I'll probably just check some of my photos and go to bed.

I bought the sandwich and made my usual way home. The sameway that makes me go through a large outdoor park.

No, Yoongi. Do not be a stalker.

I repeated it in my head like a mantra, and it was working just fine until a song at distance attracted my attention, which made me turn my head in it's direction.

And there he was.

The 'boy who practices dancing in the park near my house'.