Nothing to me: Sope

Seven

Hobi: Hey Yoongi, how's it going?

Y: fine, you? how's your crush?

Hobi: I think he's okay, I honestly haven't seen much of him, he's always at band rehearsal or with his friends.

Y: oh, sorry bout that.

Hobi: It's okay, just miss him.

Y: are you sure you're on the football team, mystery boy? i just don't see you as any of those guys.

Hobi: I mean... I'm pretty sure.

Y: oh god, please tell me your a senior, i really hope i haven't been lowkey flirting and talking ab crushes with a freshman

Hobi: Don't worry, I'm a senior.

Y: thank god. but, that means you're on varsity football. i'm gonna go to homecoming and send every single players name, you have to eliminate half.

Hobi: That's not fair. It'll be so easy for you to guess who I am.

Y: well, it's been almost two months, don't you think it's time?

Hobi: Ugh, fine I'll let you do the player name elimination thing, but I will never tell you who I am.

Y: that's why I am going to find out myself. bye, hobi.

I turned off my phone and sighed, I looked around my empty house. It had been almost a month and a half since Hoseok moved to Jimin's, so life went back to normal and the stereotypes returned to the state of no one leaving their category of people. Hoseok pretends like nothing ever happened..... no, not like nothing happened, he acts like he doesn't even know me. The only time he's talked to me since he moved out was about our project, and since that's over now and we switched seats Hoseok and I don't talk at all.

It really sucks. I wish he would acknowledge my existence somehow, even if he's beating me senseless like he used to. I feel like he just never wants to see me again, and it's cause I know his secret. I know who he really is, and it scares him that someone other than Jimin does.

I pushed myself out of bed and walked downstairs, to find Jin angrily leaning on my counter.

"How the fuck did you get in, dude?"

"You left your front door unlocked, and we're late again, so hurry up."

I rolled my eyes, grabbed a banana and followed him into the car.

"Where's Namjoon?" I asked, closing the passenger door.

"We decided to start driving separately."

"Is everything okay between you two?"

"I don't want to talk about it, Yoongi."

"Okay." We sat in silence, no music, a thick awkwardness surrounding us.

He finally pulled into the parking lot and got out of the car, immediately walking away from me. I saw Namjoon's mom pull over to the drop-off area and he gave Jin a soft smile after getting out of the car. Jin looked as if he was about to cry and quickly walked away.

"Namjoon!"

"Oh. Hey, Yoongi." He walked toward me and we headed into the school.

"What's up with you and Jin?"

"Don't worry, we didn't break up. His dad found out we're together and it didn't go well. I don't think I'll go into anymore detail than that, but no more PDA for us."