Park Jinwoo

The name hadn't left his mind since the day he found that later. How long had it been..four days? Or five? He wasn't counting anymore. All he wanted to do was push the episode behind him but his mind didn't seem to cooperate with him.

Park Jinwoo.

He had heard of Park Minyoung, Park Jimin, Park Minhyuk, Park Minsoo, Park Chanyeol, Park Bom but not Park Jinwoo.

Then, how could he know? His school was a nation on its own. He didn't even know who Moon Bin was in his class until they got paired for a project work, so how could he possibly know all of the Parks at his university?

'So Call me? Okay?'

He wanted to but he was holding back and he knew why, he knew it was because he didn't know what to do. He had never received a letter and he didn't know how to react. He could have simply asked his brothers but knowing Kim Seokjin, he would make a big deal about the entire situation and Kim Taehyung would just encourage him.

Myungjun sighed. It was easy for them both because they were the always the life of the party. Even before they became models, everyone always complimented the boys.

'Handsome. Godlike. Manly' he would hear compliments all day about his brothers that his ears would begin to hurt. Or the fact that they had to move three times because of the girl who had a crazy obsession towards Kim Taehyung.

At first it was candies and flowers, then it became outfits and shoes then slowly, it became underwears and finally, it was her showing up in Taehyung's room naked.

Or was it Kim Seokjin who had to change schools to a mixed school because at his all boys highschool, a boy had almost kidnapped him for being obsessed with him.

Ofcourse, he didn't want that. All he wanted was for people to see that beauty existed in him too. He was so tired of people telling him what he wasn't that he had slowly started to believe it.

"Myungjun-ah, did you text him?" a nosy Eunwoo asks, arms folded watching the boy seated across him intently.

The said boy shifts uncomfortably in his seat praying their break was going to be over soon. "I didn't."

"Why?"

"Why should I?" he retorts.

"Because someone finally likes you and not your brothers and you are going to let that go?" A surprised Eunwoo asks, hoping Myungjun was going to prove him otherwise.

"So? Park Soyeon could like me and I wouldn't care less..do you know why? Because I wouldn't like her back.." he huffs, hoping that was enough to get Eunwoo to shut up.

Instead, his friend snorts. "That's a lie. Your bisexual ass would go out with Soyeon if she liked you but at least get to know who this is first. He even gave you his number. Myungjun, try to at least be friends with him..hm?"

Myungjun sighs knowing that Eunwoo was right. He could at least make him a friend, nothing more. Taking out his phone with Eunwoo trying to peep at his actions, he opens the contact saved;

park jinwoo.

Opening it, he types in a short message.

myungjunK:

its kim myungjun.

A reply came in almost immediately, making Myungjun wonder how long the other boy had been waiting for him to text him.

park jinwoo:

finally, u txted.

I have been waiting

all week.

so..can we meet?

myungjunk:

sure.

Txt me d time & place.

park jinwoo:

ditto.

Placing, his phone back into his pocket, he glances at his watch to see that their break was now over.

"Come on" he tells a sleep dazed Eunwoo. "Get up, we still have coffee to serve."

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"How can you say that? IPhone is wayyy better than Samsung!" he hears his brother argue with the other one shaking his head at the argument.

"The only reason you like IPhone is because of the pictures you take. I mean do you know and understand the features Samsungs have? I'm sorry they are androids but they are way better than IPhones" Kim Seokjin ends with Kim Myungjun finally glad that both boys had ended their argument.

Who cared if IPhone or Samsung was better? He was trying to find out if Yagami Light-san was going to use the death note but his brothers were not letting him.

"You're only saying that because you model for Samsung" Kim Taehyung spits out.

"and you're saying that because you're hoping Apple lets you model their brand" Kim Seokjin scoffs.

"and god so help me, I am going to write your names in a death note if I ever find one, if you guys don't stop interrupting me while I am watching a movie!" Myungjun yells, letting out an air of breathe after saying that in one go.

Kim Taehyung suddenly raises a brow at his choice of movie. "Why death note? Isn't cliché romantic movies your genre?"

"yeah. Death note isn't your type of pick" Seokjin pipes in causing Myungjun to shrug.

He also didn't know why he chose it. Maybe it was because Eunwoo talked about the character 'L' so much that he was tempted to try it but so far, he wasn't regretting his choice.

"I don't know" he manages to voice out. "I just like it"

His brothers nods, not intending to turn that into an argument when Myungjun's phone suddenly rang, shocking Seokjin and Taehyung.

They knew the only friend Myungjun had was eunwoo but Eunwoo didn't like to call, he preferred to send messages.

Even Myungjun's gaze had turned into a dreadful one that he didn't know he was looking at the phone like it was going to bite him.

"Pick it up Myungjun.." Taehyung whines as Myungjun swallows hard. Composing himself, he swipes right, answering the call.

"H-hello?" he calls out.

"Its Jinwoo" the voice replies and Myungjun couldn't help but feel goosebumps grow on his body. He hadn't imagined what Jinwoo's voice would feel like but- it was chill, it sent him shivers.

"I know" he bits down on his lip.

"Alright. So 2pm at the school cafe, let's meet. Is that okay by you?"

"S-sure" Myungjun replies, breathing carefully.

"Okay. Bye"

"Bye..."

He ends the call letting out an exasperated breathe. Well, that was awkward.

"Who was that?" A curious Seokjin asks with Myungjun ignoring him.

"Just somebody" he replies but he wasn't lying. Right now, to him, park jinwoo was just somebody.

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