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Chapter Two: Reuniting

This is the first day of many days in school and Namjoon is already exhausted.

His head was aching. The girl who he's supposed to be touring is late, 10 minutes late to be exact. He's agitated to say the least— he's stuck with escorting new sophomore students instead of doing his own class, the juniors. 

"I heard that the new girl is Chinese," a male student comments, hand twisting the dial of his locker left and right. He lightly bangs his locker after inputting the wrong combination and tries again.

"Really? Ten says she's Thai, but another told me she's Japanese. He was excited there's another Thai and I was excited that there's another Japanese," his peer nonchalantly said as he leaned his left shoulder against the lockers, amused that his friend kept failing on opening the locker. "Dude, did you forget how to open it??"

"Yeu—"

"Yuta, do you need help?" Namjoon offers.

"—p."

Namjoon saw the shock register on Winwin and Yuta's face before they could hide it, causing their ears to redden from embarrassment. A small smile played on the president's lips as Yuta stutters out a simple "yes". There was an awkward silence between the three— only the voices of other students and the sound of the dial twisting from side to side was heard. The duo wanted to say something, anything to break the cold ice that surround them yet they couldn't muster a single word. Namjoon's unexpected appearance snatched the words right out off their mouths, freezing them to stones as if Medusa was the one who looked at them straight in the eyes.

"Which new girl are you guys talking about?" Namjoon cooly asks. "Maybe I could help you guys figure it out."

"Oh— Um she's from your class... Mr. Pres," Yuta mutters.

"Ahh... (Y/N) (L/N)? She's Korean. Her family travels all over the place, maybe that's why the rumors say she's from Thailand, Japan, China, etcetera."

"Oh," Yuta and Winwin said in unison.

"Do you guys know where she is? The original girl I'm supposed to tour isn't here yet and I want to make better use of my time."

"All I know is that she's with Jooyoung at the moment. While Yuta and I were coming here, I saw a peak of them walking to Mr. Gong Yoo's classroom."

"Thank you."

"No problem Mr. Pres."

"I'll take my leave. See you two around." Namjoon slightly bows his head and began his walk towards (Y/N) and Jooyoung's location.

Namjoon couldn't help but to think about this new girl. She wasn't new to him per se, he found out that (Y/N) was transferring here during summer, when his father urged him to volunteer in the school. Needless to say, it wasn't much work— the hours ranged from seven am to one pm at noon, but with his other activities that his father and mother arranged for him, volunteering was nothing but a worthless hindrance.

Well... that's what he thought.

An hour before leaving, a staff member gave him a set of papers that contained information about an incoming student. He was ordered to process them into their school's database. Namjoon of course politely took the folder, forcing a meaningless smile and watched the staff leave the room before sighing heavily.