I Don't Understand - Namjin

3

~Still Monday~

"Nice to meet you again, Namjoon!" 

"Y-Yeah, nice seeing you again." I reply, the red on my face not going away. Shit, why does my head hurt so much? It's throwing me off, I wanna make a good impression on this guy, he seems really sweet, and I feel so shit right now that it's making me stutter and lose focus. 
"Joon, you sure you're ok?" Yoongi asks for the second time in 5 minutes. "Do you feel ill?" 
"Kinda. I'll be ok, just a bit headachey." I say. "Foot hurts. It's fine, just ignore me. Anyway, what brings you to this side of town, Seokjin?" 
"Long story short, Mum left for this guy and left me and Dad alone. She payed the rent for the house, so we moved here because the apartments are cheaper. Sorry, bit depressing!" he nervously laughs. 
"It's fine. My story's even worse. If you wanna hear it I'll tell you, but I don't wanna put you in a bad mood on your first day." I reply. 
"Go for it!" 
"Mum died when I was 10, so around 8 years ago, Dad left a year or 2 ago, so I live alone. My aunt in England helps with the bills, and Yoongi stays round mine more than he stays at his own house so I don't get lonely and stuff. So yeah.. I'm kinda depressing to be around, I guess..." 
"Aw, I'm sorry. You don't deserve any of that." Seokjin says. I can tell by his tone of voice he genuinely means it, and he's not just pretending to show sympathy. 
"It's ok. I get by, I'm lucky I have Yoongi with me to be honest." 
"Are, um, are you guys dating..?" Seokjin asks quietly. 
"Nah, he's a good guy but it'd be weird dating someone I've been best friends with for ages!" Yoongi laughs. "I've got my eye on someone, anyway.." 
"Dude! That's news to me! Who's the lucky girl?" I ask, surprised, as he's never mentioned anyone before. 
"I'll tell you later.." Yoongi says, his pale face flushing a rosy pink. "Anyway.. What classes are you taking here, Seokjin? Obviously everyone has to do lit, maths, bio, chem and physics, but what ones did you pick?" 
"I'm doing the same ones I chose at my old school: art, music, photography and drama." 
"Oh my God, we're doing all the same subjects! Me and Namjoon do those too. We're gonna be in the same classes too, as everyone picks history and those sort of subjects so there's only one class each for the creative ones!" 
"You must be good at art, then." Seokjin says. 
"Ehh, I'm good enough to pass the exams, Namjoon's the really creative one. I dabble more in music." I blush at Yoongi's compliment. "Oh, we have art and drama today. We're looking more at musical theatre in drama at the moment." 
"Cool! I sing, and my friend tried teaching me some dance a while ago. God, I miss him, he moved schools a couple of years ago due to bullying problems and I haven't spoken to him since. Oh well, you guys seem really nice!" he says. I blush again, normally I only have Yoongi to talk to, and I'm not used to someone else being nice to me. Suddenly, the door opens, and the majority of our form pour into the room. 
"Joon.. Shall we get out of here..?" Yoongi mumbles. I nod, getting up abruptly. "Seokjin, I think it's best you come with us. We'll explain when we're somewhere quieter but we really should leave." Seokjin nods, confused, but he follows us out of the room. 

We get to the drama rooms about half an hour before first period (which is drama) so our teacher isn't here yet. I sit on the floor of the black carpeted room, with the help of Yoongi, and the other two follow my actions. 
"Right, sorry about that! Joon, care to explain why we had to, I dunno, evacuate the form room?" Yoongi says. 
"Um, well, basically, most people in the school really hate me and Yoongi, so whenever there are loads of people in a room, we tend to not stick around. There's Jimin, Jungkook and Taehyung, they're bad news. They did this to me." I say, and indicate my broken ankle. "Then you have almost everyone else, who just watch Jimin's gang, or even ignore it completely. The only exception is.. God, what's his name?.. Jung Hoseok, I think, and his little group of friends. I can tell they know Jimin's lot are assholes, and they are quite nice, but they do the right thing and keep their distance. Sorry, you probably don't wanna hang around us anymore.." 
"Jeez, that sucks! I'll stick around, you guys are genuinely really nice. Jung Hoseok, you say..?" 
"Yeah, he's actually in our drama class. We talk in here, because Jimin's gang aren't in any of our classes, except from the ones the school force us to do. He's a good guy, Hoseok." Yoongi says.