he was the only cheerful being there, he didn't understand why

Kim Namjoon is the ugliest professor at Bulletproof University... ...or so they thought. #96 in Fanfiction 170512 #1 in NamJin 170827 #4 in Yoonseok 171026 #1 in angst 180711 Managed to stay ranked #842 in Fanfiction for 19 days straight. 161106-25 #44 in BTS 180513 (Cross-posted to AO3)

Korea goes into an uproar when its announced that its faceless King, Kim Namjoon, likes men and only men. In an effort to get him married off, his grandmother holds a competition in which the winner will become the King's spouse. Korea's gay men gather to win over the King's heart, but from just one look Namjoon feels himself drawn to one particular candidate, Kim Seokjin.

They tell you one thing when you become a teacher: Leave your personal problems at home. Kim Namjoon's problem, however, is also in his workplace. The problem being none other than his coworker, housemate and best friend, Kim Seokjin. Namjoon's daily life consists of teaching English at Hiteu High School of the Arts for Healing. Among that, he resolves teenage drama and has to handle the teasing from his fellow teachers and students regarding his closeness to Seokjin. Every day he's telling everyone, and himself, that he's just a friend. Kim Seokjin has been only that since the day they've met.

in which Namjoon is a noisy neighbour - /Short chapters/

Social anxiety is the fear of being judged and evaluated negatively by other people, leading to feelings of inadequacy, inferiority, embarrassment, humiliation, and depression. "Please, get away from a person like me" said Jin. "No." Said Namjoon hugging the boy.

[Another Oneshot yaaay] Namjin with a touch of baby Kookie ^.^

namjoon makes a wish that his pet cat, seokjin, could become human.

You know that one person you always notice for some reason or another? Whether it's their hair, or their shoes, they always seem to show up, right? [Namjoon's POV] [short chapters, fluff] 1k on 2016.11.22 i feel blessed, thank you so much! :') Completed 20170207. - ♪ - ©︎ illjae 2016-2017 No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the publisher. For permission requests, message illjae on Wattpad.