Part 6 (Y/n POV) :

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I picked the mysterious boy sitting next to me as a partner. I saw him in the last class but he did not notice me much then but he seemed nicer than others who were talking about me. However, he did not seem like he cared much. After all, he was sleeping a lot in the class I doubt he knew what we were doing or would help but at least he would leave me alone. Just in case though, I wanted his number to work on the project this weekend and maybe talk about what we planned to fully do.

I gave him my number and he gave me his. His name was Yoongi. It was a simple yet sweet name. Min Yoongi. However, his face said otherwise. His cold eyes bore into me and pierced my soul the minute I asked his name that I had to look away and break his intense eye contact. I was unsure about him- he would give an uncaring dangerous look, but he would sleep like a baby and was also not teasing me or talking about me like the others. I hope we would become friends and closer through this semester project.

Over the weekend I decided our topics should be narrowed to bigger issues such as depression. I texted Yoongi and he simply said: "sure whatever". I sighed. I wish he would be more receptive I mean it was his project too he could voice if he disliked he did not have to always agree but not contribute. But then I would think "Y/n he doesn't know you and you approached him he may not like you" after all, I must be annoying. For the new girl, I just came into his life and seemed to be nagging him each day over little detail. He did not probably want to be bothered with random questions about depression. 

I decided to start by reading about depression and how it works and the psychology behind it. I did not get far but after finding some good websites, I bookmarked to show him and went on doing work for other classes.

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