Seesaw (Ongoing)

1:: Where it All began

And Jimin was late.

He was really new to Seoul.
Fuck, he was just a new guy to Seoul.
He didn't even know the proper timings of the subways running and how much time it takes from his shared apartment to his university.

Now he is running towards his lecture hall, breathing heavily as he crosses the sea of students.

It's his second day.
& he hates being late.

Thank the gods, the professor still didn't reach the lecture hall.

But the room is nearly filled with all the students.
All the front seats are filled.
He sighs in defeat & chooses to go up towards the second last row, flops down to take a seat.

Beside him, a person is resting on his backpack. His head is resting between the crook of his arms facing downwards.

He can't see his face.

Jimin didn't mind.

Soon the professor entered the hall, all the students stood up and greeted him good morning.
But the person beside him remained seated.

Jimin thought he really fell asleep.

After another 20 minutes when the professor started having an introduction session, he jabbed onto the side of the person getting a low groan from him.

"What???" The boy asked sleepily in a whisper, his eyes are nearly closed.
His face has a deep tiredness settled in them.
It's obvious the boy fell asleep.

"The professor is taking an introduction session." Jimin whispers back pointing at the professor.

The boy looked up a bit irritated. He huffed & rolled his eyes in annoyance. He ruffled his own hair.

Jimin is not sure if that made any difference to his deshelved state but who cares.

When the boy's introduction came, he got to know his name is Min Yoongi.

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"Aren't you going to take notes???" Jimin asks as he continues to take points from the lecture the professor is giving.

He doesn't know when he exactly fell in the habit of sitting next to this boy who is exactly a cat in a human form.
But it's been a month now.

But Jimin likes cats, maybe that's the reason.

"Nah..." The boy shrugs, scribbling something in his notebook giving no mind what the professor is saying.

"Any intentions of failing the semester???" Jimin asks casually raising one eyebrow a bit.

The boy looked at him, eyes narrowed,
"Who wants to fail the semester???"

"You!! I guess."

The boy scoffed.
"You just don't know me."

And then Jimin started to know him.

The boy was two years older than him. He took a diploma course in music before he joined the major in Psychology.

He is also not from Seoul, but from Daegu just like Jimin who is from Busan.

Jimin admired his love in music.
Being someone who loves to dance, he can relate to Yoongi and his passion.

Often they spend time together talking about different stuff, texting over the phone sometimes.