bts angst,, book two ✍︎

knj ,, crush culture

"fucking couples everywhere. my bitch ass can't relate and i don't care. everyone is so disgusting," i babled on and on.

"chill out. who fought you?" seungkwan clung onto my arm, to make sure i won't suddenly attack a bitch.

"no one. it's just gross because there's so much pda everywhere. you won't understand. you and fucking vernon," i chuckled. i pushed him off my arm and unlocked my locker.

a note sat on top of my books. seungkwan took a look and snatched the note away.

"if you read this, meet me at the rooftop at lunch. i have something to say. -knj" he read out loud as i started to blush.

what thy holy fuck.

"what the heck? huh? ew? what? should i be nervous? wait, will i get murdered? seungkwan, what do i do? who is it? that's kinda gr—" seungkwan covered my mouth harshly.

"jUST GO DURING LUNCH, OH MY GOD," he bursted loudly.

"jesus, brother. ok then. but if i get assassinated, i'll haunt you," he rolled his eyes and walked away. i saw him approach vnon. he clung on to him and gave him a peck on the cheek. shivers. stupid couples.

i hate walking down the halls everyday. i look to the left, some couple kissing. i look to the right, there's a couple clung on to each other like there's no tomorrow. i feel so lonely but hey, i have my uhhh... nevermind.

i walked into my class lazily. i had no intent to listen today.

"ms. han?" mr. kwon called out.

"yuppers?" i answered as i approached him.

"can you give this letter to mr. choi after class for me?" he handed me a letter, tightly sealed to make sure that no one will open it, except for mr. choi.

"will do," i sat in my desk and looked around.

i wonder who left that note.

i sat in class for a long time. by a long time i meant 30 minutes. i finished class earlier since i finished my work early. i wish i had something to do other than sit here and watch whatever i want for 30 more minutes.

lunch bell rang loudly. oh lord.

i walked to the rooftop. why am i so nervous? i entered the rooftop with shaking hands.

he sat there. he looked up at the clouds, his hair seemed soft. his skin glimmered under the sun. he closed his eyes as the soft breeze caressed him.

kim namjoon.

"you read it," he suddenly spoke. his voice was soft but deep. it was relaxing to listen to.

i stood there looking dumb. damn, he's hot. my legs felt weak. my heart raced. what is happening?

"i was wondering who it was. thankfully, it was you," i sat down beside him. i stared for a bit. his features popped out even more now that i was closer. i have nothing bad to say about him.

he sat up properly to meet my eyes. we sat there face to face. he smiled gently.

"i wanted to ask you out," he suddenly said. woah, cowboy.

"me? why me?" fuck.

"because you're everything i asked for. you're so pretty. you're smart. you're so charismatic. your eyes are so pretty and those lips," he spoke gently. he stared at my lips and i blushed.

i didn't think i would like someone back but here we are. i met him a few times. few classes together and we usually see each other down the hall. i didn't think he felt that about me.

"here's my number. text me if you say yes to go on a date," he handed me a piece of paper, stood up, then left.

oh no. he's my type.

i didn't think i would fall in love. i didn't want to be like those couples. but maybe i do.

I FORGOT THIS WAS AN ANGST BOOK DAMMIT