ENVY// AMBW

7.

I got done with all of my classes at around 8 o'clock pm. After I ate from the café, I went back to my dorm. Today's been such a long day. I entered the room, taking off my shoes to find an empty dorm. Take a shower. Time to relax, time to relax, to relax.

I walked into the bathroom after gathering my pajamas. Okay, red flag! "What shower doesn't have a shower curtain?" I stared at the shower for a long moment. What if she walks in on me while I'm naked?

I'll lock the door.

What if there's no locks?

I'm sure there's locks. I walked to look at the door handle. What do you know...a lock!

I locked the door and took a fifteen minute shower. I didn't want to use up all the hot water for Luna. After my shower, I brushed my teeth and came out the bathroom to an exhausted Luna. I put my head scarf on as Luna said,"Pigonhaeyo."

I'm just gonna pretend like I know what she's saying.

"How was your day?" I asked politely. She groaned loudly. "It's the first day and I already have a crap ton of stuff to do!" I nodded while sitting down at my desk. I have a bunch to do too, now that I think of it.

Namjoon...

"What do you major in again?" I inquired the red haired girl. "I want to be a Forensic Scientist but I didn't know it was gonna be like this!" She exclaimed, flopping herself onto the bed.

Namjoon...

"So when is the get together at that coffee place?" Get him out of my head! "You're really asking a lot of questions today, aren't you Curious George? I have no idea, actually. I'll see later on."

Namjoon...

Homework. Do your homework, so you won't think about him. Page 54. Read.

I had to read a whole twenty page chapter about how plays influence our culture and how it plays a huge factor in society. None of it made sense whatsoever. Blah, blah, blah! What does this even have to do with filming?

Namjoon...

I sighed. "What's wrong? Is it that guy you mentioned earlier?" "Namjoon...his name is Namjoon," I whispered to myself, thinking.

"His name is Namjoon." I said to Luna. She looked at me half surprised, half confused. There was a long silence between us as we let his name sink in deeper into the thin air.

Luna didn't say a word for what felt like years as she processed what I told her. After the long pause, Luna snapped herself out of it. "Ok, let me tell you a thing about him!" She's mad, but why?

"He's different--he's not like everyone else. Nobody really knows about his past---I don't even know that much about him! He won't let anyone get to him. You're wasting your time." She looked at me with serious eyes and then got up and went into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. I could hear the water running.

He's different.

Stay away from him.

But is different really even all that bad?

Translation:
Pigonhaeyo= I'm tired.

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