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I

"Namjoon? Honey,wake up you have school today." Mrs.Kim says,hoping to wake the 18 year old senior.

Namjoon stirred in his sleep and huffed out tiredly. "Alright eomma,I'm up." He says.

"Breakfast is almost done,come down when you're ready." She announces to which Namjoon nods despite the fact it couldn't be seen.

While breakfast was being prepared,Namjoon brushed his teeth,washed his face,dressed up casually and fixed his hair. He leaned on the counter in front of the bathroom mirror,mumbling to himself. There was one person in his mind he thought would ruin his image. "Oh great,what would my friends think? The whole school? Jin isn't normal,he could ruin everything. Our first day back in Ilsan and I'm already losing my mind." He grumbled.

He walked out of the bathroom,grabbed his backpack and exited his bedroom. As he got closer to the dining room,he smiled at the smell of pancakes and freshly made bacon. The happiness washed away as soon as he spotted Seokjin at the table. Yellow crop top hoodie,checkered stripe on the sleeves,high waisted black denim shorts,and inch platform vans. "You don't really think of wearing that to school are you?" Namjoon commented as he sat down at the table,pouring syrup onto his pancake. Seokjin rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. "Yes I do actually,problem?" He sassed. "Yes,problem. Why can't you dress normally? You're a guy."

Seokjin sipped the last of his orange juice and stood up from the table. "Clothes don't have gender Namjoon,I can wear what I want." He stated and walked away. Mr.Kim came in the room,greeting Seokjin kindly as he walked by to which the gesture was returned with a sweet smile. "Namjoon,what did I say about keeping your opinions to yourself?" He said. Namjoon didn't respond and continued eating. The sun was slowly beginning to rise,it was already six-thirty in the morning and the bus arrives at seven thirty-five. Mr.Kim tied his tie and picked up his cup of coffee,kissing his wife on the cheek and bidding his goodbyes. "Please be kind with Seokjin today Namjoon." His father said as he ruffled his son's hair playfully to which Namjoon groaned "argh appa" he huffed,fixing his hair.

After breakfast,he walked out of the house with Seokjin trailing behind. Neither traded a word and just stood at the bus stop. Seokjin plugged in his earbuds and put on the right side,letting the left hang loosely. Namjoon tried to ignore the other's presence but it was hard when he was laughing at god knows what. How obnoxious,Namjoon thought.

The bus soon arrived and both stepped in paying their toll. Immediately whistles,cat calls and strange looks from others came up when Seokjin was in sight,making the boy flustered. Namjoon rolled his eyes and sat at the back with his friends,next to Taehyung,his cousin. "Damn Joon,I knew you had a stepbrother but you never said he was hot." Yoongi spoke up,leaning over his seat,earning a smack on the ass by his boyfriend. "Ow! Hobi~" he groaned and pouted with his famous disgust d grimace. Namjoon rolled his eyes at the couple,it was nearly impossible to get used to the two and their pervy pda.

"Seokjin is not hot,he's weird and that's it." Namjoon tutted and Yoongi and Taehyung traded a knowing look. "Says the guy who-" "Don't even bring it up." Namjoon quickly cut his cousin off as the drive to the next stop began.

"Hey,what's your name?" A voice said from beside Seokjin.

The other turned to look and faced a very handsome,very structured man,not a boy,this guy looked like a man. A very enticing and sexy one. "I-I'm Seokjin." He replied,star struck. The guy smiled and held his hand out to which Seokjin took. "I'm Jackson." He introduced.

"Woah,looks like Jin's getting a date already." Taehyung said,Namjoon peeking and clenching his jaw. No,he wasn't jealous,in fact he was bothered. How can someone talk to that thing as if it was the most logical thing to do?

"People." Namjoon huffed out,leaning back in his seat.