i'm your hope || j-hope

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I used the school map which Hobi made for me for the rest of the day. It was so useful, I don't think i have enough words how to describe that i could find my way to places so easily.

it was recess and luckily i found the cafeteria. I saw Gina sitting with some friends on one table. Would it be awkward if i suddenly reach with my snacks there?

I was standing in the middle of the place with my food, one strap of my bag hanging on my shoulders, and with an uncertainty as to where should i sit.  Sigh.

I turned to find to an alone seat in the café, but just as i turned around, my plate crashed right into someone's body and voilà, he went flying forwards as he tripped on me. oopsie.

Laughter erupted from the one of the corner of the cafeteria, and Hobi was laughing the loudest, banging his fist to the table out of laughter. awkward.

"I'm extremely sorry, are you okay?" i asked, helping him up. 

"Why so clumsyyy Namjooooonnnn?!?!" It was Seokjin who was teasing him. I couldn't help but snicker at the comment too.

"Thank you very much" he said, taking out a handkerchief from his pockets.

"Ayyy Miyaaaa! Come on here!" Jimin shrieked, laughing at the same time because of what just happened. oh thank god you offered Jimin, i would have been a lonely turtle here or else.

I nervously walked towards the table and I saw the boy who had tripped over with me do the same. Hehe, more awkward.

I took a seat amongst them, as Jimin shifted to one side. 

"Hello" i shyly said.

"Hi" "Hey" "Hello" some of them said. There were seven of them sitting on the table, and the boy with the awkward encounter was also a part of them.

"She is Miya" Hobi introduced, somehow managing to stop laughing after all this.

"What does Miya mean?" Seokjin questioned, suddenly looking deep into my eyes. 

"I don't know," I chuckled. Jimin somewhat tried helping the boy clean off some stains on his uniform, but then kept down the hanky soon after when he realised it was pathetic. 

"This is Namjoon, the clumsy ass" Hobi chuckled again.

"Shut up now, will you?" Namjoon said, irritated by the laughter.

"Why don't all of you introduce yourselves?" i asked, looking at the rest of them who were busy slurping noodles.

"I'm Yoongi" the round faced boy with hair falling on his forehead said. He had nice features too, but he looked more or less drowsy. He quickly returned to his noodles.

"I'm Taehyung, and nice to meet you" said the boy with amazing lips, gorgeous eyes and sharp jawline (everyone had a nice jawline- i can't even describe how handsome all of them were)

"I'm Jungkook" he had somewhat a baby face, and big eyes. he put his hand forward and i shook it.

"When did you join this school?" and I turned to Namjoon, "well, today is my first day" i replied.

"and thanks to Hobi, I haven't lost my way" i smiled, and he grinned at me.

"Wow, you're the first girl who calls him Hobi" Taehyung blurted.

I looked at Hobi. Didn't everyone around here call him Hobi? I think Gina also called him Hobi.

"I guess Gina called him Hobi too," I muttered

"Oh so you've met her already?" Jungkook blurted out, resulting in Jimin, Seokjin, Taehyung and Namjoon giving him a look. Yoongi didn't lose his focus out of his noodles.

"Umm, i have asked her not to call me that so many times," Hobi sighed.

"Oh, why not?" I asked, curious. There was a silence all over the table.  What happened?

"They broke up" Yoongi said and he then started slurping the last part of his soup. and then everyone gave a look to Yoongi. Okay, so Gina and Hobi used to be a couple. Why is everyone so silent about it? that's okay.

Hobi didn't match the same eyes with me as he did before. No, no no no- Please lighten up again!

"guys, why are ALL OF YOU looking heartbroken?" i tried breaking the silence, "that's okay" yeah, maybe i should have gotten to know this a little while later in the story, but maybe it's fine.

No one spoke. "Hey, it's okay, everyone goes through a breakup, it's normal" i tried cheering up Hobi.

"experienced?" Jimin asked me, looking up from the table. "quite more painful" I thought out aloud.

"there is no measure of pain" Hobi finally spoke.