Kim Namjoon POV :Holy shit was I excited for school to end already.
Seokjin, who had introduced himself a while after I had, had just excepted my offer.
I'm going to be a tutor-
Maybe I should've thought this through-
Okay so maybe I'm not as excited as before-
But that's irrelevant. Because I can see his face more often. I let out a tiny chuckle, but what I didn't realize was that Seokjin was flustered by the action.
That little chuckle, sending tingles down his spine.
Sending shivers pulsating through his body, though his body was heated like no other time before.
If I would've only known.
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Kim Seokjin POV :
After the long conversation with Namjoon, I was being hauled by the school bell ( and some teachers who were getting annoyed at us just sitting in the cafeteria ) into my first class.
Science.
Not my favorite subject ever, but not the worst.
I looked around the room. But I stopped looking once my eyes landed dead on Namjoons. What is he doing here? Is he in my class?
I never broke eye contact with him, until he came over and sat by me. I felt that same weird tingling feeling inside my body. That's fricking weird.
"is there a problem?"
He spoke, and I snapped out of my daydream which I just realized I was in.
"no no, sorry,"
I looked back ahead of us as the teacher started speaking. This is gonna be a hell of a long day.
( A/N :) )
oops short chapter- I guess I'll edit this later / when I feel like it ;)
anygays- I have like- too many ideas for stories / potential books or whatever- so expect a ton of other stories started but never finished.
because I'm a lazy bitch that can't set my mind on things 🌝
lack of updates coming your way 🙆♀️
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