"(Y/N)?"
"Present."
"Kim Namjoon?"
"Here."
"You two sit together over here, please," our teacher says. I shoot Namjoon a look, and he shrugs his shoulders in reply.
"You know," I whisper once we sit down, "if our parents find out about this we're dead, right?"
"Yeah, but doesn't that make it more fun?" He asks, taking out his classwork.
Cheeky, I think, turning back to my own work.
After about 15 minutes of work, he leans over.
"You're doing that wrong, you know," he says, gesturing towards my paper. "Sine is opposite over hypotenuse, not the other way around."
"Really? I've been doing it this way the whole time!" I respond. "The teacher never corrected me, either. Dammit, I'm going to have to restart, aren't I?"
He nods. "If you need help, dont be afraid to ask, alright?"
"Ok, thank you."
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Born To Hate
Fanfiction"Don't look over there." "But I want to." "Don't." Every since she was young, (Y/N) has been told to avoid the neighbors. Never looking at their house, not knowing their names, completely in the dark about their whole existence. But she is curious...
