Seokjin has been bullied his whole life. His parents split up when he was 11. Because of that, people made fun of him. The only person who was there for him was his sister, Eun- Byeol. She always stood up for him when people picked on him. But due to a serious illness, he could not be near her. She passed away before he could see her again. He lived with his grandparents, who took care of him for a few years. But they also passed away because of of old age. Jin had now entered a stage of depression. He had numerous thoughts of committing suicide. Just when he thought things were getting out of control, an old friend comes to his rescue.


4. Chapter 4

// Jin //

     It's been around a week since I met Namjoon. Every time I thought about him, my heart would start to race. I would feel butterflies in my stomach. My face would heat up and my cheeks would turn pink. I just wouldn't feel like myself. 

    "Focus, Jin, focus! Uhg! Why do we have a test we didn't even study for! Ah! School doesn't make any sense!" I ranted to myself. My mind would always drift off and I'll lose focus. I ran my hand through my hair and sighed. Just when I reached for my pencil, my phone buzzed. I stared at it in shock at first. Nobody texted me unless it was Ye-Seul. Or... unless they just wanted to stab at me and bully me. 


     The phone buzzed again and I slowly moved forward and checked who it was. When I read the name, I gasped.



 'Hey Hey!'

Ay, yo, JIN!

Huh? Won't you answer me!?


Is something wrong?




Eh? Namjoon?

Uh, im sorry i didnt respond

i was um studying for a test tomorrow


Ah! finally!

and test?


you're...in...high school?


uh yeah

i'm a senior, graduating next year.

what about you, you go to this school. 

Seacrest High i mean

um yeah, i go to Seacrest High


i didn't know u were still in school



i want to actually get to know you better

i mean all i know is how ur ass looks like

and i must say


okay anyways, 

dont forget to go after school!



     After I read the final text, I slammed my phone against the table and covered my face with my hands. I repeated what Namjoon said in my head.

    "Ah, god! Why is this happening to me! I barely know this guy! OMG, uhg!" I yelled into my pillow. I took a deep breath to calm down. I put all my belonging into my backpack and turned off my lamp. I slipped into my covers and rested my head. Still thinking about what Namjoon said, I drifted off to sleep.

~time skip: after school~

     Once school was over, I headed to the back where no one goes now. Even though the place is deserted, the school never removed the fountain right in the center. I walked over and set my backpack down. Soon after I arrived, I heard footsteps coming towards me.

     "Jin! Sorry I'm late!" a voice said. I looked up to see Namjoon waving at me. I smiled at him and waved back.

     "It's okay. I just got here anyways." I said when he got closer. "Why did you want to meet me?"

     "Oh. I mean, I guess I wanted to know you better. Also, I got detention for cheating on the test and Mr. Han's after me." Namjoon said and rubbed the back of his neck. I put my hand over my mouth to stop the laugh from coming out. But Namjoon noticed.

      "You think this is funny? I'll tell you what's funny!" he said and charged at me. I was caught of guard and Namjoon jumped on me. I fell to the floor and Namjoon started to tickle my stomach. 

      "Not until you apologize!" Namjoon said and continued to tickle me. 

      "A-APOLOGIZE? A-ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT! I'M SORRY! S-STOP!" I gave in. Namjoon continued for a little more but then stopped.

      "Apology accepted." Namjoon said and helped me up. I leaned against the wall and caught my breath. I was breathing heavily and my heart was pounding. I hadn't had this much fun in years. Once my breathing was back to normal, I looked at Namjoon. He was standing there with his hands in his pockets, looking at me. 

      "W-what? Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked him. 

       "No reason. I just wanted to get a good look at you." Namjoon said. He walked closer and stood right in front of me. His face was so close to mine. When I thought he was starting to move closer, I heard a voice yell from the other side.

       "NAMJOON! Is that you?" Mr. Han yelled from his window. Namjoon looked his way for a second before grabbing my hand and pulling me towards me.

       "Run!" he said and we ran off, leaving the yells of Mr. Han behind us.

~time skip: a few blocks before Jin's house~

       "S-stop! Namjoon! My house is right here!" I said to Namjoon as we almost ran past my house. He slowed down and came to a stop.  He looked at me and started to laugh. I tried to give him a serious look but I couldn't help it and laughed as well.

       "C-come on! I'm cold. Let's go inside!" I said after a few minutes and pulled Namjoon off of the floor. He got up, but didn't follow me in.

       "Nah. I can't just barge into someone's house like that. Actually, my house is like right around the corner. Plus, my mom's going to freak out if I don't get home." he said and rolled his eyes. My heart sank a little.

       "Oh...okay. See you in school then... I guess." I said and stepped inside of the house. I looked at Namjoon. He had a sad look on his face. When I was about to close the door, Namjoon ran up to me.

      "Namjoon?" I said when he hugged me.

      "Thank you. For trusting me." he said and let go. I smiled a little and he left. Once he was out of sight, I closed the door and went to my room. Ye-Seul went on a trip for work and wasn't coming home until a few weeks. I sighed and laid on my bed. I faced the wall and thought about Namjoon. A blush crept into my face and I smiled. 

       "Thank you, Namjoon. For being my friend." I whispered and fell asleep. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~HEY everybody! How long has it been since I wrote? A long time! Anyways! Happy Thanksgiving! Stay safe and eat as much as you can! Have a good day!

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