Late

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Namjoon looked at the clock and bit his lip as he realized how late he was. Your volleyball practice ended twenty minutes ago and he still wasn't there to pick you up. He drove into the parking lot and saw your small figure sitting on one of the school's benches taking off your volleyball shoes to put your old sneakers on.

You looked up from lacing your Converses and watched as Namjoon came to pick you up. You sighed, muttering a "finally" under your breath. You stood up, collecting your gym bag and backpack. As soon he stopped the car, you jumped in.

"Sorry I was late," he said.

You shrugged. "No biggie. At least it wasn't an hour like last time."

"Sorry about that, too," he said, flicking your shoulder.

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