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Namjoon stood in front of the mirror wondering if he looked good or not.

He thought he did but it was hard for namjoon to trust his judgment on these things

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He thought he did but it was hard for namjoon to trust his judgment on these things. He figured if he didn't look like homeless man, a serial killer, or a druggie he'd be fine...

(Le time skip cuz your author is a lazy piece of shit when it comes to writing.....)

At the restaurant he sat with Hobi and Tae since the other guy was running late. From what Tae said the guy's name is Jungkook and he is a total sweet pea. Of course Namjoon had a hard time believing that. Not that he thought Tae was lying to him he just believed that people treated him different due to his mental illness and his high functioning autism which made it hard for him to understand some social ques.

They sat there talking. Namjoon, being a third weel at this point, drifted off into a place in this head, a bad place... But he was quickly snatched out of it when he heard a sweet voice call his name.

"Namjoon... right?"

He looked up and for a split second he thought he saw an angel

He looked up and for a split second he thought he saw an angel

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He pulled his mask down and smiled. As Namjoon's heart busted the fattest UwU imaginable jungkook
Spoke

"Hi I'm jungkook. It's really nice to finally get to meet you. 💜"

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