"Namjoon, I need you to supervise the robotics team." The principal says. "The teacher left early, and we don't have any substitutes to fill in for her. And since you're the student council president....you're our next best choice."
"I can do that, sir." I say. "I don't have anything planned."
"Great! Head down there now." I grab my bag, and start walking to the robotics room.
"Namjoon!" Everyone exclaims. I smile, and sit in a chair toward the back of the room.
"Just ignore me. I'm here to supervise." I say. They all go back to working on their experiments. One boy catches my eye. He's wearing glasses, and an oversized black hoodie, with the words, 'Yer a wizard Harry.' On it.
"No, you're doing it wrong, Seokjin!" One of the Freshmen, that think they know everything, shouts.
"I am not, Seungkwan! You're doing it wrong!" The boy in the hoodie huffs.
Seungkwan looks over at him, angrily. He lunges at Seokjin, and punches him across the face.
"Whoa, break it up!" I shout. I rush over to the boys, and pull Seokjin away from Seungkwan.
"Seungkwan, go to the office." He opens his mouth to speak. "NOW!"
Seungkwan leaves the room, muttering under his breath. I turn to Seokjin, and help him up. "Yoongi, you're in charge. I'm taking Seokjin to the nurse."
I pull Seokjin out of the room. "Are you alright?" I cup his face, and examine it for any injuries.
"I-I'm fine. My glasses though..." He pulls the broken frames off of his face. I stare into his eyes, admiring his beauty.
"R-Right." I finally look away. "Do you have a spare pair? Contacts maybe?"
"I think I have some contacts in my locker." He says.
"I'll walk you there." I smile.
"N-No need. I can do it myself." He mumbles.
I end up walking with him anyway. When he opens his locker, I'm blinded my all of the RM pictures, and merch he has.
"Ah, you're a fan." I smirk.
"Stop judging me!" He whines, his plump lips forming a pout. "You're music is great."
"Thanks." I grin. He grabs the contacts, and puts them into his eyes using a mirror that rests in his locker.
"I'm actually wearing contacts as well. My glasses are...kind of embarrassing." I chuckle nervously.
"I'm sure you'd look gray with glasses." He smiles slightly. He spots the glasses case, and grabs it from my pocket.
"Put them on!" He grins. I take the contacts out of my eyes, and grab the glasses from him. I accidentally drop them, so he picks them up.
He slowly slides them onto my face. "Wow. You look...amazing."
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"No I don't." I chuckle. "I look horrible."
"Aish, stop lying!" He smacks my shoulder. "You look amazing Namjoon."
"Why haven't I noticed you before?" I ask.
"Because, you're always focused on your friends. And the more popular crowd." He shrugs. "It's not surprising, though. I mean, you're famous, and hanging out with nerds like me would ruin your reputation."
"Maybe I want to ruin my reputation." I say. I push him against a wall. He squeaks in surprise.
"W-What are you doing?" He asks.
"Ruining my reputation." I smirk. As soon as the bell rings, and people start flooding out of classrooms, I press my lips to Seokjin's. He wraps his arms around my neck, forgetting about the people around us.
"Oh my god!" A girl screams. "I ship it!"
"It's so gross!" A guy scoffs.
"Shut the fuck up, Taeil!" The girl shouts. "This is BEAUTIFUL!"
I pull away from Seokjin, and smile at him. He smiles back, and slowly looks around. I take his hand and drag him away.
"Y-You really ruined your reputation, for me?" He asks.
"Of course I did." I say. "You're...special. It's like you're supposed to be with me."
"Maybe I am supposed to be with you." He shrugs. "I don't mind that at all."
"Neither do I."
It's trash, I know. I'm going to try to write everyone's requests, but it'll be a while. You have to understand that I have a life outside of Wattpad.
