Fresh Junior Kim Seokjin transferred into the new school. Head Boy Namjoon Feels his blood boiling every time he sees this new boy, at least that's what he says to his boyfriend Min Yoongi. But is there any chemistry or Is something possible?
A new beginning. It was, after all, what he wanted after all that wallowing in self-deprecation, and it had to be here, at Sunny Hill, away from all the drama. Jin sighed as he arranged his toiletries in an orderly fashion on the bathroom shelf. He was more than thankful for the small suite designed to accommodate him and another student, which was a far cry from the dorm doubles and communal bathrooms that were the norm.
Not that before coming here, he had lived in such a place. Before, he had been someone, but like for any other 'someone' having to atone for past mistakes, getting down from his high horse and accepting to share living space with another human being was part of the deal. He frowned as he pushed the toothbrush stand to align perfectly with his shaving cream. "Get used to it," he addressed his mirror reflection.
Indulging in more self-pity over his current situation was cut short by the front door opening and closing. It could only be his roommate, and while JIn would rather go through nail-pulling medieval tortures than face the nightmare that this person had to be, given his luck of late, he needed to face the music sooner rather than later. He walked out of the bathroom, all the while trying hard to school his face into a neutral expression. Silently, he prayed that his partner wasn't some jock, but since those usually shared their notoriously loud fraternity houses, the chances were slim.
He was talking about small mercies. Jin's eyes fell on a young man, or better said, on a giant backpack that practically obscured its owner almost entirely from view. Not a jock, obviously.
His roommate appeared to be small-framed. He cleared his throat discreetly, which prompted the stranger, who must not have heard him moving about, to turn abruptly and lose his balance. For a moment or two, his arms flailed comically.
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Fortunately for him, the bed was right behind him, so he landed on a soft spot. Jin hurried to help the hapless young man. "Oh, I'm so terribly sorry.
I didn't mean to startle you. Are you all right?"He offered him a hand, and the stranger took it. A large grin lit up his face.
He was nerdy, but in a cute way, Jin noticed right away and proceeded to chastise himself inwardly for judging a person by his looks. However, he couldn't deny that his roommate didn't look at all like he could pose a threat. Bright brown eyes twinkled at him from under a mop of chestnut hair.
"Uber fine," the young man replied. "Do you think you could help me get out of this?" He pointed at his huge backpack. "Of course."
Jin hurried to unbuckle the monstrous thing and aid his roommate out of his predicament. Finally released from his contraption, the guy pushed back the strands hanging over his eyes and offered his hand. "I'm Hobi."
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Jin shook his hand curtly. "Glad to meet you, Hobi. I'm Jin. Kim Seokjin."
"Oh, we're doing full names." Hobi beamed at him. "Jung Hoseok."
Jin could barely keep from smiling back. And he had promised himself that he would be more guarded regarding new acquaintances. Because of his lack of awareness, he landed in this situation, being forced to change schools before his junior year.
Another promise he had made to himself was to make sure there was no room for misunderstandings. "I don't want to sound too forward," he began quickly, to avoid any stalling rooted in his lack of trust in humanity in general, "but I need to let you know something from the start."
