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A girl your age sits at the edge of your bed, you assume her to be your roommate. She is familiar like you've seen her along with the so called special students that Namjoon earlier is in. Heather mentioned her name but you couldn't really remember. She have this ash blonde colored hair and bangs that she presented so well with her female energy flowing out of her, as she looks down at you.



"You look pretty." her lashes flutter as she now looks at your face, staring at all the blemishes and flaws. She made an eye contact and smiles widely taking both of your hands in hers, almost making you lose your balance when she pulled you closer. Both your noses touch, she continues on scrutinizing your features so you did the same.

She is perfect not gonna lie, her smile is so seductive almost flirtatious due to the perfectly applied red lipstick. Her lashes is thick and long with the aid of makeup, her eyes is brown but it looked like it's just lenses. She smelled bubblegum and her touch is cold.

The stranger that might be your roommate lets your wrists go and you stand up not feeling tired anymore. She runs to stand in front of you and you realize you're the same height but she is wearing heels.

"I'm Hani and I'm keeping you here, you won't have to change rooms." she giggles and she suddenly hugs you. You were taken aback but you hug her back still processing the fact that Hani is outgoing and friendly. Her words keeping you and won't change rooms you found out odd and vague but the mood is quite well that you don't plan on spoiling your first meeting with questions.

Hani as you recalled has a twin and is deceitful. But that description itself explains her actions. Damn I was flustered for a bit. you thought. You were just hoping that she isn't as bad as how they describe her.

Out of your own thoughts you felt her breathe on your neck and you shivered, initiating on stepping back. "I'm Lara, nice meeting you Hani I hope we connect and be friends. I'm going out to explore for a bit." you smile, she slowly lifts her head and licks her lips before it turns to a warm smile.

"Don't wander too much."

Heather's room is two floors up from yours and when you made your way up, still in your miniskirt and strap top, a few girls would look your way. Apparently the school prohibits showing too much skin, but you just knew so you decided to start tomorrow.

When you arrive Heather's, her roommate opens it and said that Heather didn't arrive yet and that she must be busy. You thank her and made your own way at the school grounds, looking around the place that seemed more lively with the amount of students walking around.

You spot a familiar back going in a building that you assumed to be a library. Skipping to the building, you open the door and got fascinated at the interior. It didn't look as old style as you assumed it to be since everything in the school's exterior screams classic. From the wood texture on walls and floors to the rules and accordance.

It felt like the school in the movie Wild Child.

Seeing the coffee tiled floor and concrete walls that soon meets with a high glass wall that displays the outside. A high ceiling with lamps hanging about, lighting the library up entirely. There's an upstairs with full on wood stairs and floors and of course lots of books, top to bottom.

It's a hybrid of the modern style and classical style in a way that it encourages you to chill in and read a lot of information within every pages of each of these books.

Namjoon proceeds to walk upstairs and do his business, you walk further inside to explore your new habitat. There's the back part of the library with almost no students, the atmosphere is quite chilly and too quiet that you decided this is where you would do your own. Since there's a single sofa on each corner accompanied by a small desk beside it with a lamp.

However, on the other corner there's a man sitting down, a book covering his face with one leg up on his seat. Piles of book on his own desk. He seemed to be enjoying his time alone so you didn't bother introducing yourself to maybe befriend him. Instead, you take a random book and plop yourself at the other seat and read, Swann's Way by Marcel Proust.

You cringed and continue to read further with no enthusiasm, a yawn soon came out of your mouth, the familiar feeling of sleepiness hitting you again. You didn't notice it but the man at the other corner of the room now looks at you while you were reading the book he didn't like though, the expression of your face says you don't like it too.

He was curious as to why you would read it when there are more books just behind your seat if you're lazy to get a new one. He sees it as interesting as well as your choice of outfit, delicious. Also your scent, sweet.

He finds himself taking a long inhale of air, closing his eyes and licking his lips.



His eyes glows a golden color and he blinks to hide it, the brown contacts could never. He stops himself from staring at the meal upfront and fixed himself to try and talk to you. He's not one to talk to a stranger but he found you interesting not because of you're book choice but about something inexplicable.

You stand up not wanting more from the book, it did nothing but bore and lull you to sleep. And that's exactly what you're doing when you arrive your bed. Putting the book back to its place, the guy from earlier disappeared from his seat when you glanced at it.

Was I that interested at the book?

"Are you looking for me?" a voice whispers directly on your ear and you flinched back. It's the guy from earlier, he looked as charming as Namjoon in his own way. He bury his hands on his pockets and quirk an eyebrow to probe.

"O-of course not." you stuttered, facepalming internally. You fix yourself and stand straight feeling insecure under the male's gaze. He followed all your movements and you felt fidgety but collected yourself and stand, chin high.

"Do you need something?" you asked, coming out confident rather than curious. You swear he looked like a royalty standing before you, feeling the need to kneel and fear. His face is blank and you could never guess his intentions. But his features, plump glossy lips, what would it look like when it lifts up to a smile?

He tilts his head, "Where are my manners." he chuckled, a noticeable dimple on the corner of his mouth. He looked too handsome for your eyes so you looked away, acting like searching for a book. "Hm, you're new, I'm Jimin."

You mustered enough courage to look back at him and accept his hand to shake it, however he flips it to kiss the back of your hand. His lips touching your skin longer than usual, made you blush and be tomato red. You were afraid to take your hand back since it would seem rude against his manner.

"I'm L-Lara, nice to m-meet you Jimin." you felt dumb for stuttering in front of Jimin but you couldn't help it, you were flustered. He let your hand go and gave you a quick smile, "It's already dark out Lara." Jimin says with certainty when both of you were here all the time and there are no windows present around. It was just four.

"I think I should escort you to the girl's dorms." Jimin nods with a hint of playfulness in his voice. He didn't look like one to do so. So you refuse, "I can handle it, Jimin but I appreciate the offer." you smile at him and did your best to sound polite in rejecting his tempting offer.

You could get lost or bump into delinquents, if one exists.

He presents his hand and you stare at it but it's just a hand. You look back at him and he bobs his head gesturing to leave.

Thinking he's persistent you shyly take his hand and he holds it firmly, he smiles the most heartwarming one before walking ahead and grabbing you along.

You both left through another door, he's right it's dark out, also quiet and eerie. He takes his hand and placed it on your shoulder, now wearing his emotionless face on.

Jimin is damned about your effect to him, when in fact it's just, your touch, a hand.