Joji Imagines

(NO NAME AGAIN. WHOOPS. BUT. NSFW)

You sat in the office, focusing on your breathing. You felt the tears build in your eyes. You wiped each one that decided it was going to slide down your face.

"Are you positive this is the decision you want to make," the administrator looked up at you, concerned.

"Yessir," you gave a weak smile and sniffled.

"Do you need anything to help change your mind," he pressured.

"I'm fine. This is my decision," you mumbled.

"Okay, then. I'll grab the paperwork. Give me just one minute," he looked down and rolled his chair back. He stepped out of the office.

You checked your phone, hands shaking. No texts back. Your mom was mad at you, but that was nothing new.

"Alright," a voice called from behind you and made you jump. You turned, the administrator had handfuls of paperwork in his hands. He gave a shaky smile.

~~

You stepped out the office, your bag slumped across your back. You kept your head down as you walked to the stairs. You looked out the giant window that welcomed the sun on the flights of old stairs. You swallowed hard. It was storming.

You continued down the stairs, careful not to be noticed. You wanted to drop out quietly and quickly. This college was never your calling. You didn't know what you wanted to do or where you wanted to go, but this wasn't the college you wanted. Your parents were alumni. Therefore, you were suppose to be an alumni, but there was no more will. With your dad gone, it made no more sense. You looked up. It was a straight shot for the door. That door stood in between you and your new freedom. You began making your way out, fast paced and head hanging low.

You walked into something. Well, a couple somethings. Clanging hit the floor.

"I'm so sorry," you mumbled.

"Not watching your step," some guy joked. "Funny. Good job."

His hands were empty. The only empty one. You shook your head, "I'm so sorry."

You began to pick up things. Of course you'd be a klutz on your way to freedom. This is how you'd play it smooth? This is how you'd do it quickly and quietly?

"Don't fuckin worry about it," the guy with thick curls threw his hands up.

A man with glasses and a stained button up shirt threw the things in his hands into the other guy's hands, "stop it."

He began to help you pick up the things. You looked up at him, and he smiled a precious smile. Too bad for those god awful glasses.

"I'm Joji," his voice was smooth. He had a hand held out to help stand you up. It was a sweet gesture.

"I'm fine," you took a deep breath. You could feel the knot swelling in your throat.

"Hi, fine," he joked.

You had a small laugh as a response.

"Haven't seen you around. Are you new," Joji made small talk. You hated small talk.

"It's a college. It's big. There's no reason for you to see me around," you began pushing the items into his arms. They were random miscellaneous items.

"What's your major," Joji asked.

You quietly stacked the items into his arms, and gave a weak smile. You sighed and pushed past the wall of guys. You could feel their eyes follow you as you left. It was the worst thing.

~~

You knocked on Anna's door. You had a box gathered in your hands. It was all of her stuff you borrowed but never had the chance to give back. The door creaked open, and she smiled, "hey, what's up?"