The boy stares at Namjoon waiting for him to introduce himself. "I'm Kim Namjoon, it's nice meeting you." Namjoon greets back with a smile. "Are you usually this late?" Jeongguk asks with a chuckle, tilting his head to the side.

Namjoon looks down embarrassed at his first impression. "No, I'm not. Quite the opposite actually." Namjoon chuckles nervously, Jeongguk nods his head with a small pout in the bottom of his lip. "When did you move in?" Namjoon asks, to bring up a conversation. "Not long ago, about a week or so. My dad has multiple jobs and goes places to places, it's kinda hard for me to make friends." He seemed nervous for what he said. "Well, consider me as your new friend, Jeongguk." Namjoon smiles softly at the younger boy.

Jeongguk smiles even brighter. "Thank you! If you don't mind me asking, how old are you?" He tries to keep his voice down as he doesn't want the teacher to scold at them. "I'm 17." Namjoon says. "So I call you Hyung! You don't look like your 17, you look 14." He says, Namjoon chuckles at his words. "I get that a lot. How old are you?" Namjoon asks. "Oh, I'm 15, turning 16 this week. You don't mind if I call you Hyungie?" He tilts his head to the side, his round eyes staring at Namjoon cutely.

Namjoon feels flustered. "You can call me Namjoon, it's fine." Namjoon says shyly as he hides his face with his sleeve. "Aww, Namjoon Hyungie is shy, cute!" Jeongguk stares at Namjoon with adore. Namjoon blushes more. "Please don't call me that." Namjoon mumbles.

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The bell finally rings and everyone gets up and heads to next period.

Jeongguk walks beside Namjoon as he looks down at a piece of papee. "Hyung, could you tell me where's Math?" He looks up from his papers to Namjoon. He takes the paper from his hand to examine his classes. "Lucky for you that we almost have the same classes. I'll show you where's math." Namjoon hands the paper back to Jeongguk as the boy skips happily.

Namjoon stops at a door. "This is math, I'll see you around." Namjoon turns his back as he was about to walk away. "Huh? Your not coming?" Jeongguk stares at the back of his head, Namjoon turns around. "I have English class, I'll see you at lunch though." Namjoon smiles, Jeongguk smiles back and enters the class.

Namjoon rushes to his class before he was late again.

He made it to class and sits on an empty desk.

The class has started about 5 minutes ago and Namjoon takes notes as he pays attention towards the teacher.

"Hey." A boy with fairly plumped lips and nice hair speaks to Namjoon but, he doesn't seem to notice. "Hey, can you help me?" He asks again trying to get Namjoon's attention.

Namjoon hears someone speak to him and turns his head towards the pretty boy. His breath was taken by his pretty looks, his dark calm eyes gazing through his, his plumped lips look like peaches and his hair is nicely done.

Namjoon snaps back and stares at the boy. "S-Sorry, is there anything I could do?" He says softly towards the boy, he looks down at his notes and back at Namjoon. "Yeah, I don't get this. You don't mind if I copy yours?" He says blankly as he stares at him.

Namjoon blinks at the boy and sighs softly. "Sure." He gives his notes to the boy. "Thanks." He smiles at Namjoon and that made his heart feel all sort of things. Y-Your welcome." Namjoon looks away as he hides under his sweater, the boy giggles cutely.