girls | yoonmin

Chapter 3

New boy

Namjoon's pov

Jimin's counting on me. But who's Yoongi? Where's Yoongi?

I walked into the cafeteria with a mission to find Yoongay and as I entered, I was in a swarm of students, trying to get food, sit with their friends or to hang out elsewhere.

I suddenly laid my eyes on a black haired boy who was conveniently sitting by himself, playing dully with his food on his lunch tray. He looked around from time to time, indicating he was looking around for someone.

Jimin perhaps? I thought.

I squeezed through the clutter of students and I eventually got to the yoongi person I was hopefully looking for.

I anxiously tapped his shoulder, "Hey." I tried to say enthusiastically but he he ignored me so I continued. "Um...what's your name? Mine's Namjoon." I introduced and he barely nodded in disinterest.

I still stood there.

When I didn't leave, He rose a brow, "What the fuck do you want?" He asked, chewing on a lone fry and he kept looking around, trying to find someone elsewhere.

I put my hand on the table, "Your name would help, cause my—"

"Save it skyscraper, I don't want to talk to you, I barely fucking know you" The rude guy answered and I thought for a second.

This guy was as hard as a rock. An angry I-don't-give-a-fuck one. Without any emotion.

I nodded my head. This definitely wasn't the Yoongi. Jimin wouldn't like a guy so...so...emotionally stiff. This guy needed to do something like purr or say meow meow to loosen himself up, it would actually suit him.

I coughed, "Do you know where a guy named Y—"

"I'm sorry, but does this look like an I'll-tell-you-everything-you-need-to-know-for-no-absolute-fucking-reason-table? I don't think so." The ignorant guy spat at Namjoon and he scoffed, crossing his arms.

"So much for thinking you were—" I was suddenly pulled by my collar by the arrogant guy and he was so close I could feel his breath fan my face.

He rose a brow, "Give me one fucking reason not to punch you in the face right now," He said stiffly and I nodded frantically.

He was serious.

I started to stutter due to his vibe, "D-Do you uh, know where a guy named Yoongi is? My friend J-Jimin needs him." I said a bit nervously.

Actually, really nervously. He looked like he actually wanted to beat me up. He wasn't bluffing.

He let my collar go, "Jimin?" He said a little bit shocked. "Where is he?" He looked elsewhere.

"He's in the bathroom but—"

He was already in the crowd of people, leaving to the bathroom so I quickly tried to follow behind.

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Jimin's pov

"Jimin? Are you in there?" I heard the masculine voice I was was looking for.

"Y-Yoongi?" I said hopefully getting his attention.

I suddenly heard heavy breathing, footsteps running into the bathroom, "How did you get here so fast?"