Double Trouble | JJK

Sixteen

Ji-Eun and Suzy took turns in scolding me, saying that I was unprofessional for hiding in the bathroom (that was the opposite gender) and that I could've went to the cafeteria to immediately stop Jang-Mi and her friends.

But what could I do? I was in a hurry.

Namjoon waited for me patiently near the faculty. I walked up to him and relaxed my jaw, tilting my head to relax my neck muscles. Namjoon gave me a small smile before we started walking towards the bus stop.

When we both arrived at the bus stop, it started to drizzle a bit. Small drops of rain, that weren't even that visible in the human eye, started piling on the ground. I blinked before the bus came, Namjoon and I entered the bus and paid for our trip.

I sat down, somewhere at the back, and leaned my head against the window. Namjoon sat down beside me, but I didn't mind. I looked outside to see the rain getting harder, and luckily, Namjoon and I were already in the bus, if not, we could've gotten wet.

We did have umbrellas, but puddles will start to form, which we both aren't fond of. Namjoon was always prepared in weathers like this, but honestly, my type of rain is a sunny day with a cool breeze.

During these days, I've been trying to call Mom, but she wouldn't answer. Honestly, I'm disappointed, not at her, but at myself; did I do something wrong?

I told Taehyung about Mom suddenly leaving home without me knowing, and unfortunately, he also didn't know. Only Namjoon and Dad knew, yet the both of them never told me as soon as Mom left.

Mom left Monday night, and I didn't know a single bit since Namjoon and Dad didn't utter a single word. No, I'm not disappointed at them, I'm disappointed at myself for not asking how Mom and Dad have been.

Yes, I am someone who blames myself for things that aren't even, what they say, my fault. I don't know, I started blaming myself for such things ever since I was teen. Taehyung and Namjoon would tell me that it ain't my fault, but I would have a hard time believing them.

I am not an open person. I bottle up all my feelings inside of me. Because for me, why would people even care about you if they didn't ask in the first place?

It's been like this for me ever since Jungkook has been started to bully me. I never really know why, and as to why he does bully me. I can't blame anyone, because I myself don't know who or what changed him.

"Seohyun."

I snapped out my thoughts. I didn't even feel that bus stopped at our bus stop. Namjoon raised an eyebrow at me, which caused me to blush in embarrassment and look away, I always blush when I'm embarrassed: a little thing about me as well.

"S-Sorry." I apologized, collecting my things.

Namjoon chuckled before we both left the bus, the bus zoomed off. Thankfully, it wasn't raining anymore, but there were gigantic puddles everywhere. I couldn't stomp or even step on a puddle, since my shoes and socks would get soaked by dirty water.

I always used to jump in puddles when I was young, especially while raining. It always caused me joy hearing the sound of my rain boots splashing into the puddles: it was so satisfying to hear.

Eventually, we arrived at the house, and Dad wasn't home yet. I decided to call Taehyung, he will be arriving later tonight to spend the weekend with us before he has to go back to college.

I kicked off my shoes and walked up the stairs. Namjoon stayed downstairs to finish on some paper work, while I just decided to do some homework so that I won't be finishing any homeworks during the weekend, since I want to spend the weekend with Taehyung.