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First Love | 01

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You first saw him in the multi-purpose room. Later learn his name, and on your third year, as he becomes your neighbor, you discover his lifestyle. Knowing your crush on him was nothing but that, you wanted to find the courage to look for love. Asking your friend for help, you’re pointed in the direction of the expert. Your neighbor, Min Yoongi

Chapter Index

You enter your dorm in complete exhaustion, the door closing behind you as you drop your bag on the floor and step on the step stool to climb into bed. Sometimes you hate yourself for having picked a class that starts at eight in the morning. That would have been fine for anyone, but that only meant you have to wake up at six in the morning and be on the shuttle or bus a little after seven.

You normally wake up later, leave later, but because your first class is on the lower side of campus and the furthest, you have quite a walk to make from the drop off to the building. You really weren’t thinking of the location of the classes when you picked them.

You sigh, turning to your side. Staring at the wall in front of you, a feeling of sadness washes over you. It’s been a month since that night where you sadly cried yourself to sleep. What you have for Yoongi is only a crush, and the fact that you cried because of what you heard always made you feel embarrassed.

He doesn’t even know who you are, so why are you so hurt over it?

You close your eyes, waiting for sleep to come. Thankfully it did.

The sound of the door opening woke you from your sleep. Groggily, you turn your head towards your roommate as the door closes behind her. “You’re still asleep?”

“You’re my alarm,” you tell her, sitting up and rubbing your eyes.

“Oh, yeah. Sorry. I stayed after classes were over to hang out with Hoseok,” she tells you, dropping her bag on her bed before taking a seat at her desk that is placed between her bed and the sink.

You froze. “How long were you gone?”

She smiles at you apologetically. “Three hours,” she tells you.

You sigh, “I’ve been asleep for four hours?”

“Let’s be honest, Y/N, you’re always sleepy, so you’ll still fall asleep on time like nothing.” You watch as Ari turns on her laptop, the screen coming to life, and goes straight to the school's website where all professors post homework and such. “You’ll be okay.”

You hum in response, climbing out of bed and taking a seat at your desk that is placed between your and Ari’s bed. “How was your date with Hoseok?” you ask her, opening your laptop and pressing the power button. “Are you two actually dating yet?”

Ari laughs, “I think we are, but I think I’ll have to ask where we are in this relationship. Thanks for introducing us.”

You frown. “I didn’t though. He walked up to us.”

“True, but you met him, and that was the greatest thing you’ve ever done for me,” she tells you, typing away at her computer.

“Why do you make it sound like everything else I ever did for you was bad.” You turn to look at her, but are still met with the back of her head.

“Everything you’ve ever done for me is the greatest and forever appreciated, but meeting Hoseok is something I don’t think I can ever repay. I’ve never seen him so passionate about dance until today. He asked me to wait for him after practice, and what I saw just left me in awe. If he doesn’t become famous for his dancing, I’ll sue.” She shakes her head.

You smile. “You really like him.”

She freezes, and because you’ve known her for years, you know she’s blushing. “I guess I do,” she tells you in a nonchalant tone. “What about you?” she changes the subject.

“What about me,” you ask, attention now on your computer.

“Are you still after Yoongi?”

Your heart sinks. “No,” you finally say.

“No?” You finally get her attention, and from the corner of your eye, you can see Ari turn around in her chair towards you.

You sigh, “You were right about his lifestyle.”

She’s silent for a moment, as if she’s taking your words in slowly. “Oh, Y/N…”

You shake your head. “Don’t worry about it. He’s Yoongi, so it’s most likely only natural for him to be the way he is,” you tell her, trying to brush off her sympathy.

“What do you plan on doing?”

You finally look to her. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, are you going to focus solely on school, or do you want to try and look for love?” she asks.

“School is always important,” you begin, slouching just a bit, “but I want to know what it’s like to be with someone. I want to hold hands with someone and feel the butterflies when they do something.” You shake your head again. “I guess I do want to find love.” Glancing at her, you ask, “Can you help me?”

“Of course, but I don’t think I’m cut out for this.”

Cocking your head to the side, you question, “Why?”

She shrugs. “I don’t want to force you to do things that I would to get someone’s attention.” She snaps her finger in realization. “I can ask Hoseok if you want. He’s a guy, and he obviously knows what a guy wants in a girl. He’ll know how to help you find a date without forcing you to do anything you don’t want.”

“I don’t know,” you ponder. “It seems strange.”

“Can I at least ask him? Maybe he knows someone else?” You don't want to deny her offer, so you agree. This results in a smile. “Okay. I’ll let him know.”

And with that, the two of you stare at your computer screens in silence, typing away.

What you didn’t expect, the following day is for Hoseok to reply so quickly. You’re currently eating lunch in the dining hall, taking advantage of the hour and a half break you have before your next class, when Hoseok came up to you, placing his plate on the table. “I figured you didn’t want me trying to help you, so I got someone you didn’t know,” he says, taking a bite of his food.

“Already?” you ask in shock. “I just asked for help yesterday.”

Hoseok laughs. “Don’t worry, Y/N, he’s cool. He overheard my conversation with Ari and couldn’t help but ask. He’s… dated several girls before, so he knows what he wants in a relationship. He’s dated all types of girls, so he might know how to help you.”

“He?”

“Ah. You met him once. My roommate, Yoongi.”

You almost drop your spoon at his name, but you luckily catch it before anything could really spill. “Your roommate?”

“Yeah. Do you know him?” he asks, taking another bite as if he never saw you almost drop your spoon.

That’s because he doesn't know. He doesn’t know you know him, that you have—had a crush on him. He only knows you met him that one time. “No. I don’t,” you lie. More like half lied.

“Good,” he replies, quickly finishing his meal. “I’ll let him know.” He waves goodbye and leaves you alone at your table.

Your mind is racing.

Out of everyone in this building, at this school, Hoseok picks Yoongi. Out of everyone in this world, you have a crush on Yoongi. It’s like fate is playing a mean joke on you.

You lose your appetite, no longer wanting to eat. Grabbing your plate and cup, you get up from your seat and give it to the person behind the counter who continues to wash dishes without giving you a glance.

Leaving the dining hall, you make your way towards the shuttle stop where several students are waiting. You stand amongst the crowd, only waiting five minutes before the shuttle appears and you climb in. Taking your seat, you stare down at your hands.

What are you going to do? How are you going to be able to handle this without giving anything away? You’ve never been around a crush before, how are you supposed to react around him?

“Y/N?” a voice brings you out of your thoughts. Looking up, your eyes meet with a familiar pair. A pair that makes your heart stop. Unable to find your voice, you nod. “Hoseok said you needed help in getting a boyfriend. If you are, meet me in the dining hall at seven today,” he finishes before continuing down the aisle and sitting somewhere in the back of the shuttle.

Leaving you speechless and heart racing.

First Love | 01

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