...My tea is weak. I get wet every time I walk.

Meaningless days and nights slowly flow by.

I think love only happens to certain groups of people.

So I probably have no reason for my heart to race..

                  (Hyukoh : WI ing WI ing //cr.HYUKOH TH) 

..NOW... 

...buildings...

..I can't remember the last time my body did an exercise called running. My legs move faster than a marathon runner.. But I must have forgotten something. This body of mine was not made to run...

I started running along the sidewalk on campus at high speed, my eyes looking down at the watch on my wrist. ...It's late... That's the only word that floats in my awareness.. The sweat that was on my face flowed down into my eyes and into my mouth until it was completely salty. Today I had 'shooting' practice at 6 p.m., but it was already 7 p.m.

Because I was lying in bed playing games in my dorm and didn't check the time. The cruel coach will surely kill me. Even though I am 'Kim Namjoon', a national team shooter. For the most brutal coach, there is no separation..

Crack..

My feet, running at speed, stepped on something on the ground. Its crackling sound made me stop running to take a look. Black framed glasses with now shattered lenses. The ones that are crispy and the legs are falling apart...whose is this... I bent down to pick up the broken glasses. He raised his head and looked around the corridor to find its owner.

The small back walks in front of you at a slow speed.. Definitely of that person. I got up and jogged behind the other person. He reached out his hand and gently nudged him on the shoulder. The person in front of me turned and looked at me smoothly. The face is white, clear, smooth. Ellipse eyes that look charming cute thin red lips In student uniform..

His charming face had a certain attraction that made me freeze for a moment. A sweet face that made me freeze my eyes until I remembered it in my heart... Min Yoongi sunbae...

Little Brother, who still had a calm face, raised his eyebrows at me in confusion. A slender white hand came up and took off one earphone. It's like he's waiting for me to speak. Ah yes...glasses..glasses..

“Ah..are these your glasses or not? I didn't see it fall. So I accidentally stepped on it and it broke. I'm sorry."

Min Yoongi sunbae looked down at the glasses in my hand..and sighed. The look of regret in his eyes made me faint. ...feeling guilty..that idiot Namjoon

"Are you angry at me? I'm really sorry. I'll buy it back right away."

"forget it"

A soft voice that I had never heard before answered me. Yoongi hyung still had the same calm expression on his face. It was strange for me to realize how pale my face had become. I bowed to my little brother a lot, feeling really guilty. Yoongi hyung must be very angry with me. Doing bad things from the first time we talked Damn Namjoon.

“I'm really sorry, hyung. I will pay for it. You can go buy it today."

"I haven't said anything yet.."

Silent eyes accompanied by cold words from another person.. His face was smooth, not showing his feelings. Like every time I've ever 'secretly looked' ..this person's expression that couldn't help but guess the emotion..

“I was the one who dropped it. You're not wrong."

"But I shouldn't have stepped on it."

“Then each half is wrong. There's no need to apologize..never mind."

Yoongi hyung spoke a long sentence and bowed his head to me. Then turned and walked away. as quick as thought I reached out and grabbed the other small arm. like wanting to hold on Yoongi hyung is very thin. To the point that when I pulled him, his body flew towards me. And the book he was carrying fell to the ground along with the scattered sheets of paper.

I looked at the picture as if someone had pressed slow-motion mode. With my shocked expression ..that bastard Kim Namjoon... The real destroyer.. Broken, completely destroyed...

"It's..Hyung...I..."

“That's enough, no need to apologize for anything. I'm not angry at you. We don't have anything owed to each other anymore..enough"

"But I..."

Yoongi hyung raised his hand in front of my face as if telling me to stop before bending down to pick up the book and sheet of paper. I immediately bent down to follow, but the little man raised his hand to stop me again.. I just want to help myself.. I look at another person collecting paper and glance at my wristwatch...it's broken and gone.. I'm already almost an hour late..

"I'm sorry, bro. I didn't intend it to be like this.”

I watched the other person stare into the eyes with sincerity.. before reaching into my shoulder bag and pulling out a post-it note and a pen. Write something down quickly and hand it to the person in front of you.

“I'm just going to give you this. I'd like to make amends. I'm really sorry. Anyway, please contact me."

I pulled out my small hand and stuffed a small piece of paper into it. Bend a few more times. My eyes are always looking at the time. before immediately running away ..This cruel coach will definitely kill me...

ID: RM94_  //

Kim Namjoon 'Film Year 3

I'm sorry, please add me on Line.

I keep running along the path. In my head there was only the white face of the little senior.. Min Yoongi hyung from the Faculty of Fine Arts, I know him..maybe it's the same thing haha. Another way to call it is. 'I secretly like him.' A small, fragile-looking person who speaks little, spends his days in the group. Anonymous at university But it drew all my attention..

I've secretly looked at him since I was in second year. During university sports day I had to supervise the scene where seniors from the arts came to help. Yoongi hyung is one of them. A small person with striking white skin caught my attention from the first moment. ..It's like everything stopped with those cold eyes. I follow his daily life whenever I have free time.

Then it became a routine. We have never spoken a word until today. And then I completely ruined our 'first time'.. He has become a destroyer in his eyes..

I stopped running and walked, thinking of various stories and smiling shyly when I thought of that face. Until walking to the shooting practice location ..The tall figure of the fierce coach stood with his arms crossed on his chest. It's a giant in front of the gym door. Look at me with stern eyes More frightening than anything.. 'Coach Bang Yong Guk' is extremely cruel and is widely known throughout the world of shooting athletes..

"Kim Nam Joon"

The call, syllable by syllable, conveyed a message that made my spine shiver. I gave a wry smile to the coach who walked towards me with a respectful expression. Before everything shakes like a picture

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As soon as the big hand of the person in front of me hit my head violently.. My head is shaking..

"Coach!"

"No need to sound weak and sweet. What time is the appointment? What time is it?" Will you be a shooter? I'll just cut you off from the real you."

A frightening expression and a fierce tone were sent to me. Until you automatically have to stand and bow your chin to your chest...

"I'm going to punish you. Kim Namjoon, the wanderer, went to run around the gym 70 times. Shouting out, I won't be late again. Go, practice!"

...Then I had to start running immediately following the brutal command I just told. If anyone remembers.. My body was not built to run....

TT 

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tkykm :

Cut to the image of an idol sports day. Namjoon's relay race haha. It's over. Replying to @BiggBossTamil Fiction within 5 minutes 5555555 Anyone who wanders in, thank you from the bottom of my heart. *Gives away mini hearts* 5555555555

Actually, there's more to come, but I'm keeping it for now, haha. I'm waiting for my food.

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