Jungkook anxiously strolled around the new campus. It exceeded what was considered enormous, and he could barely make it to his classes on time.
"Building 4Q?? But I just passed 4B...Where on earth is fucking 4C?" Jungkook muttered to himself as he twisted and turned the map in his hands, attempting to get a decent look in all angles.
Jungkook sighed and let himself fall back into a bench. "Ahh...this makes me wanna cry," he whispered to himself with a weak giggle.
"You seem lost. Are you new? I could help you if you want. It's my office aid period," a gentle, deep voice offered.
Jungkook looked up to see where the voice came from. A tall and slightly lean boy with intelligent eyes stood with a warm smile upon his face.
"Would you?" Jungkook pleaded with a nearly negligible smile.
"Of course. I'm Namjoon, by the way," he proclaimed. "And you are?"
"Jungkook," he answered. "Year 10."
"Ah, Jungkook. I've heard your name before...Do you know Jimin? Year 12?" Namjoon queried.
Jungkook smiled. Jimin was the first guy he met on the campus. Their first meeting was quite awkward, but the embarrassing event that occurred ultimately created something for the two to bond and laugh over. Jungkook really admired Jimin's squishy personality and hoped that they could remain close. "Yeah. He's my roommate, along with Hoseok."
"Makes sense," Namjoon replied. "I forgot to mention that I am a year 13, or a university freshman. You'll do great here. I get successful vibes from you," he added. "Anyway, what is it exactly you're trying to find?"
"Building 4C...I've been looking really hard, but I can't seem to find it anywhere," Jungkook admitted. "Why isn't it here if that building over there is 4B?"
"Hate to break it to you, Jungkookie, but that building over there is 4P, not 4B," Namjoon stated, fighting back a chuckle.
"Unbelievable...ugh my eyesight isn't what it used to be. I might actually have to wear my glasses now. How embarrassing," Jungkook confessed, shaking his head.
"It's alright. Even with 20/20 vision I still have problems getting around sometimes," Namjoon reassured with a smile. "Follow me. I'll take you to 4C."
Jungkook obeyed and got up from the bench he had previously been sulking in. He had only met a few people so far, but everyone he had met seemed very kind and admirable. Namjoon's intelligent and gentle demeanor made him feel safe, even inspired for some reason.
"So 4C, huh? That's an AP art class. You should draw me something sometime," Namjoon jokingly suggested and Jungkook laughed.
"I will. I'm not very talented, but it is something I enjoy. I'd be happy to share that with you, Namjoon. We should draw together sometime," Jungkook remarked.
Namjoon nodded his head and smiled once again, revealing his dimples. "We should. Just warning you, I'm far from ever being considered an artist. Here, give me your phone."
Jungkook handed it over without realizing the beam that made its way upon his face watching Namjoon type his number in.
Within a few minutes, they arrived at the correct building. "Give me a call if you need help with anything else. See you, Jungkookie. By the way, your shoes look fly," Namjoon mentioned before walking away.
Jungkook looked down at his Timberlands and grinned. "Thanks," he replied. His gratitude went unheard however, for Namjoon had already left.
He then proceeded what he was doing and put his hand on the door handle and opened it, revealing an overwhelming amount of unknown faces staring directly at him.
"Oh, you must be Jeon Jungkook! Please come here and introduce yourself to the class," the teacher insisted, gesturing Jungkook to come to her side.
Jungkook nodded and made his way over to the front of the class. He took a deep breath and began with a bow, "Hello, I am Jeon Jungkook, year 10, from Busan. I enjoy drawing and singing. I look forward to getting to know all of you."
He was so nervous he wasn't even aware of what he had just said. All he heard was a synchronized hello from the class and a direction from the teacher to find a seat. The faces he passed were blurred, not just from his terrible eyesight, and all he could focus on was an empty seat in the back.
It was proven difficult not to notice everyone looking back at him as he pulled out his pencil and new, empty sketchbook. He awkwardly pulled his chair in closer to the desk and tugged his shirt collar.
So this is what it feels like being the new kid, huh? I'll definitely empathize with the ones on TV from now on... Jungkook thought, looking down.
Jungkook suddenly felt as if someone was staring at him. He looked towards the left of the classroom and made eye contact with a girl, who was smiling shyly at him. He simply smiled and waved, causing her face to go red.
Jungkook was not exactly sure how to react. He had dealt with plenty of girls like this back in Busan, but girls never really interested Jungkook. Well, other than IU...
"Hey. Jeon Jungkook, right?" a soft, deep voice asked from Jungkook's right.
He turned to see another new face. His especially stood out, for it was almost flawless. Is it legal for someone to be that good looking? "U-um yes. And you are?"
"Kim Taehyung, year 12. I love Gucci and Vincent Van Gogh," he answered.
Jungkook smiled. "Nice to meet you, Taehyung."
Taehyung laughed, revealing his rectangular smile. "Just call me Tae."
"Ahem. Taehyung, I know you're eager to get to know our new student but it can wait. Now, as I was saying...Color palettes can heavily influence one's interpretation of a piece. For instance...." the teacher continued.
Taehyung rolled his eyes and sighed. Jungkook watched as he ripped a piece of paper out of his sketchbook and began to write. Jungkook raised an eyebrow at him.
Within a few seconds, Taehyung passed the paper on to Jungkook.
You seem interesting. Tell me about yourself.
Jungkook glanced up to make sure the teacher wasn't paying attention before flipping the paper over and replying.
Was my introduction in front of the class not good enough for you? Lol.
After reading the paper Taehyung playfully made a pouty face at Jungkook and proceeded ripping another piece of paper.
Okay, then here's a list of things for you to answer. I'll answer them when you're done~ Birthday, biggest fear, dislikes, favorite superhero, roommates, sexuality
Jungkook easily answered them all but found himself gulping at the final category. He really was not sure, and he also didn't know how Taehyung would react if he put anything other than straight. He sighed. Honesty is best I suppose, he thought.
September 1, 1997; bugs I guess? not beetles though; prejudice; Iron Man; Park Jimin and Jung Hoseok; I honestly don't know
Jungkook awaited anxiously for Taehyung's response. He felt his stomach drop watching him read the paper and beginning to write back.
December 30, 1995; bees and ghosts; beans; Superman; Kim Namjoon (You room with Hoseok and Jiminie??); bi
Jungkook felt a rush of relief through his bones. He looked over at Taehyung and nodded, affirming his previous question. "You know Namjoonie? I just met him outside. He helped me find the building," he whispered.
"Of course. He's my-" Taehyung started but was immediately cut off by the teacher. Again.
"Kim Taehyung. Outside. Now."
Jungkook giggled as Taehyung groaned and sluggishly walked himself out of the room. Jungkook smiled. Maybe his experience here will not be so bad after all. He has met a lot of friendly people so far who seem to genuinely like him.
What could go wrong?
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4:50 p.m. {Jungkook, Jimin, and Hoseok's Dorm}
After completing his homework, Jungkook sat at his desk thinking about the day he had. Half of the things he remembered were conversations that he could have made great but in reality just made them more awkward than they needed to be. He always beat himself up about those.
He glanced at the scattered colored pencils that lay in front of him. It reminded him of Namjoon, causing him to smile. He picked up his phone.
Namjoonie
today, 4:54 p.m.
hey, it's jungkook that
lost boy from earlier.
don't know if you rem-
ber me lol.
Jungkook put his phone down and waited patiently for a response. Two minutes passed, and Jungkook's leg began to shake rather quickly. Oh God he probably thinks I'm weird or obsessed with Peter Pan. Why did I call myself a lost boy? I-
Jungkook's thoughts were interrupted by his phone dinging.
Namjoonie-hyung
today, 4:54 p.m.
hey, it's jungkook that
lost boy from earlier.
don't know if you rem-
ber me lol.
who?
Wait, what? Namjoon didn't remember him? Jungkook stared at the message for a good five seconds before realizing it was a joke and laughed to himself. It was a joke, right?
Namjoonie-hyung
today, 4:54 p.m.
hey, it's jungkook that
lost boy from earlier.
don't know if you rem-
ber me lol.
who?
jk of course i remem-
ber i'm not that old.
:')
Phew. Jungkook decided it was time to stop overthinking every message and just went with the flow.
idk you kinda are.
am not.
then why don't you
have an iphone? ;)
i used to but i
kept breaking it,
so i decided to try
that android life.
omg dude how many
did you break?
...not much. only
like...14.
hahahah nooo are
you serious?
afraid so.
you're like a god of
destruction or
something.
what the heck why
does everyone come
up with that same
exact phrase to describe
me with??
you've been called the
god of destruction before?
lmao.
yes. you, tae, jimin,
and even jin.
you know all of them
too? school must be
smaller than i thought..
nah, the school is
enormous. it's just
that some people are
hard to miss. like you.
what do you mean?
"Great, now he probably thinks I'm obsessed with Justin Bieber...which I may or may not be but," Jungkook commentated aloud.
"Who thinks you're obsessed with the Biebs?" a voice asked from Jungkook's bed.
Jungkook immediately turned towards the familiar voice and fought back a jump. "Jimin?? Why are you on my bed?"
"It's comfy. Since when do you have a memory foam mattress?"
"Hoseok surprised me with it this morning."
"What?? Hobi's never gotten me something like that. He must really like you. Anyway, the real reason I came to get you was to tell you dinner's ready."
"Okay, okay. I'll be there in a second," Jungkook stated impatiently, glancing at the new message bubbles popping up on his phone.
"Don't be long!" Jimin ordered with a smile. Jungkook noticed his grin extended to his eyes.
"Yeah, yeah."
Jungkook's leg was shaking, pondering the possibilities of what the message could have said. He picked up his phone and was about to read Namjoon's response until he was interrupted once again.
"It's kimchi!~" Hoseok's voice sang.
Jungkook stopped what he was doing. "Eh...his message can wait. Coming!!"