Fall For You-Namjin

All my mistakes.

           Dear Namjoon,

                 You are perfect  in everyway. I feel rather  distraught for telling such a lie. I do love you so much. It's just that I can't do anything to show you, or express to you I really hope you don't  forget me. Please don't  forget me. I know I sound like a whiny teenage girl, but it's  because I lost you due to your father. He still watches me...

       The male I bumped into looked down at me. His face going from calm to complete shock. "Kim Seokjin?" He asks. His voice makes me freeze for a minute. It has gotten lower, and sexier it is hard to focus on anything, but the chills that run through my body. I keep my eyes on his face, as he continues to stare at me. "You look good. Now, if you will excuse me I have class to attend." He says next, the tone of voice is rather angry. I nod, and mumble a sorry before scurrying to class. My first  class is Bi-Medical. We do forensics, Dna, and actual crime scenes. The advanced class gets to do college credits for medical stuff. So sometimes we work in actual  forensics lab. So I am happy to spend three hours in that class. I walk into the classroom, and place my lab coat on. I'll  be torturing the juniors in this class since my grades  are so high. I wave at the teacher Mr.Lee, and then take my seat at the assistant teacher desk. I can't  focus, because all I can think about is Kim Namjoon. His name drives me up the wall. I can't  even, focus on the announcements when they come on. The principals annoying voice usually makes me roll my eyes, and correct his  grammar. I wonder  how such  an idiot became a principal. Oh, wow it seems Namjoon is off my mind. God damn it! I begin to write in my notebook about biology instead of focusing on the world around me

     Genetics are not a blending of two parents, but a quarrel of dominant and recessive genes. Genetic disorders can be passed from both parents. But, when it comes to the study  of life. I'd rather talk about  osomotosis. The movement of water. If you are to put a cell in salt water. A hypertonic state, then the cell will shrivel up. If the cell is put in a hypotonic substance the cell will fill with water, and eventually  burst. A best place for the cell  to survive would be a isotonic state. Isotonic means neutral...

       
           I stop writing when I feel a hand touch my shoulder. I avert my attention  to the person, and look at the concerned looking teacher behind me. Mr.Lee is very attractive. He graduated at age fourteen and became a forensic science teacher. I can't help but feel an attraction to him. "Mr.Kim. Can you talk about the Kim Sae-Yeon murder case, Since you solved it? I need to go get something." He asks, with a small smile. I stare at his lips for a little to long. "Yes, sir." I say softly, before standing and walking to the podium of the class. "Alright...Listen up. I am Kim Seokjin, the new science lab aid. And, I will be sharing the case of Kim Sae-yeon. As, most of you know Saeyeon was my sister so I had a personal connection to the case. Here are some photos of the crime scene." I say, before getting on Mr.Lee's computer and pulling up the photo. I try hard not to cry, because my sister looks bad. She died of a blunt force trauma to the head. "So...Who can tell me the cause of death?" I ask, looking at the other kids in the room for once. I see a hand of a particular make raise his hand, and then point at him. "Yes, Namjoon?" I ask, in a teacher voice. So much for keeping him out  of my mind. I watch as his handsome face, has a look of intelligence. "It appears to be a blunt force trauma to the head. The weapon had to be a screwdriver. If you look at the incision on her head. You can see that it has a Phillips screwdriver shape. And due to the bruises on her arm. She fought off her attacker." He explains. I hum in  approval. "Correct...Now, we go to. Who would kill such a sweet girl? Who would take away her life? An ex? A jealous girl. Maybe both. One thing I love about forensics, and Law enforcement, is everyday you walk in you will have a story to discover. Everyone has a story to tell. Death, is a natural part of life. But, it is not when life is taken from your hands. I will say that Saeyeon was killed by her ex for realising that she was gay. A hate crime. In this line of work, and this class you will solve cases of real people. People who had lives. I will say this now, if you  don't  take this seriously I will not hesitate to fail you." I say, as soon  as Mr.Lee walks in. "Good job Mr.Kim. I'll  take over. " he says softly. I smile and walk to my desk. While looking at Namjoon with a smile. Maybe I could get  my Joonie back....

         The day ended rather quickly, so as soon as the last  bell rung. I rushed  to my locker. I saw Chanyeol standing there with four other guys. I let out a small sigh, and then place a hand on my hips. "Can you fucking get  away from my locker." I snap. I really am not in the mood to deal with anyone's shit. "Your boyfriend is back..You gonna suck his dick tonight?" He asks. I frown. "If I was, it would  not concern you." I respond, before Chanyeol walks to me and punches me in the face. "Whatever  faggot." He snapped, before him and his friends walk away. I touch  my cheek, and then  leave the building not grabbing my stuff. I did not want to face the world right now. I just  wish to go home, and sit there. My mistakes  with Namjoon, make me feel worse for hurting him more. I think I should turn up my game, and get Namjoon back. I smirk to myself, and then walk out the door. Feeling confidant as I walk home. I am crazy, and I will teach these bitches that I am not someone you fuck with. I'm gay. So what? So is chanyeol. I walk from the school, and walk into the house. Before, walking up the porch steps. I take  a deep breath and open the door. Seeing Jennie stand there with a smirk. "Jin! I heard you beat the fuck out of Chanyeol. Good job." She says with a giggle. I smile. "Jennie make me look pretty." I say. As she smirks  more.....

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