two days later, yoongi's back in his house.
he went to school the next day, having his silent self while he works.
the teacher walked in, which he ignored and continued to write down stuff.
"everyone, i would like to introduce a new student here."
new student.
yoongi hates new students.
they're always unexpected.
"this is the chairman's son, namjoon kim."
he knitted his brows.
the chairman has a son?
yoongi looked up from his paper and widen his eyes.
"wh..."
"i'm glad i'm here. thank you ms.kini." namjoon bowed.
he's from that night.
he saw him like that.
crying.
wanting to be left alone.
in the rain like a poor person.
yoongi started to panic.
yoongi got up from the desk and walked out of the room, ignoring that—now not so stranger namjoon.
namjoon fluttered his eyes and saw him walking out, quickly remembering who he is.
"excuse me, ms.kini?"
"yes?" she smiled softly.
"can i have a moment?"
"of course! we'll give you a desk to sit at!"
"thank you." namjoon bowed once more and left the classroom.
