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Suddenly the doorbell rang.
"I'm coming!"
I shouted and rushed to the door and opened.

"Taeyhung????"

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My eyes met the confused ones of Moonie. I opened my mouth but before I could even say a word Namjoon already headed inside.

"You have to be kidding me?!"
Namjoon glared at Taeyhung who was still sitting at the couch.

"I don't know what had gotten into you, why you behave like an untutored stupid 15 year old but you definitely went to far!!! GET OUT OF HER ROOM AND LEAVE HER ALONE!"
He shouted.
His eyes spit fire and I could tell he was about to jump into Taeyhungs face.

Taeyhung just sat there staring at Namjoon.

"I'll give you three seconds to get out. NOW!"
He continued.

I rushed between them two before they could harm each other.
"Namjoon!!"
I shouted.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure he won't disturb you again!"
He reassured me.

"No!!! TAEYHUNG didn't disturb me! He locked himself out and I invited him into my room until the janitor service can open his room."

I clarified.

Namjoon frowned.
"And why would you help Taeyhung after he had been so rude towards you?!"

"Because he helped me..."
I answered.

He nod and flicked his tounge without taking his eyes off of Taeyhung.

"I understand..."
He huffed.

I rubbed my temples.
"Moonie please..."

Taeyhung suddenly took his jacket and stood up.

"Well, I see... I'm undesirable..."
He murmured and left.

I watched him leaving.

"Moonie, this was my chance to make everything up between us too!!!"
I frowned in disappointment.

"How should I know!? Oh and in addition he is the one who should make everything up between you too because HE was the one who treated you like trash!!!"

I closed my eyes to over think the whole situation.
"Namjoon..."
I sighed.
"He already made everything up, with protecting me in front of cruel people!"

He bit his bottom lip while staring at the ceiling.
"Well maybe you are right... I am sorry..."
He apologized.

I nod.
Well maybe it's a bit late for apologising but I would figure it out.
"Good... would you mind if I'd looking for Taeyhung?"
I scratched my neck. Already thinking where he could be.

"Naa...I would give him a little space... perhaps he wants to be alone for a while."
He objected.

So I stayed.
It was 8:00 am in the morning and breakfast would be at 9 am.
So I decided to take out fresh reasonable clothes.

While I was dressing myself up, Namjoon had gotten into his own room to dress himself and I hoped that Taeyhung would appear to breakfast. I didn't knew why I told Taeyhung my life story. I couldn't even tell Jungkook so why I told him? I felt guilty because the others really deserved it to know the truth about my past.
Not that I reached out for attention, gosh No! The thing I hated most was talking about my past. Or my personal life.
But sometimes it just feels good to let out all the negative feelings.

I brushed my hair out and sprayed some perfume at my chest.

I checked my phone if I had received any messages.
But as usual no notifications popped out. And how too? I didnt really had contact to any outside the boarding school. Well maybe my cousin but she had enough to do with her school....

I was ready for breakfast.
I took a quick look at the watch and the timing was perfect.
Five minutes until breakfast.
I head out and knocked at Moonies door.

I smiled as he opened.
"Ready to go?"
I asked politely.

He smiled back and accompanied me downstairs to the dining room. We sat down at the same table like yesterday.

"Shouldn't we have taken the others with us?"
I asked while I frowned.

Namjoon laughed.
"They don't mind. We all just come at ourselves downstairs."

"Ah okay..."
I grinned.

And as he said.
All of them arrived after the other. Expect for Taeyhung.
I looked around like  as I could spot him at another table.
No success.

I stood up and straightened my skirt.
"excuse me, I'll be right back."

Namjoon stared at me like he knew where I was going.
He shook his head but I ignored it.
I had to find Taeyhung.

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