017. friend

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upon hearing the bell ring, hoseok hisses, folding his arms on his chest. "well, get some rest." he runs away, rushing to get to class.


"you're not going to class?" seokjin hesitantly points at the corridors, avoiding all contacts with jeongguk.


seokjin sighs when he glances at jeongguk, who had his head lolled and eyes tightly shut. seokjin shuts the door, locking it before he sat beside jeongguk.


"say what you wanna say and leave."


"just..." jeongguk fiddled his fingers. "can't we atleast be friends?"


"i still wanna see each other, and you don't wanna recall what happened at the party," jeongguk's voice had a mix of desperation and plead to it. "let's just be good friends."


seokjin smiles faintly, "do you remember this?" he shows a scar that he got from the party, the scar that jeongguk was so worried about. "i thought you were pretty cool." he chuckles.


"not only were you nice, you're pretty dashing too."


"let's be good friends then."


"but then i also thought that i don't wanna get involved with you." they locked eyes. "so being good friends, i wouldn't like that."


"i'd be pretty uncomfortable."

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