Eight: Namjoon

When I returned home from the University, the dorm were empty. The others must have went out. I was just settling in when a knock echoed throughout the house. I walked up to the door and opened it. "Good afternoon Prof, is JK home?" The dark haired man asked. I smiled at him kindly. "Unfortunately not. Want to come in and wait for him?" I offered. He excepted, entered and made himself comfortable on the sofa. I wanted to ask him about the mathematical Professor. Wonder if he knew anything about her. After long consideration, I decided against it. I will ask Jk. Sure he is going to tease me about it, but hey I've got thick skin. I can handle a little bit of teasing. I joined the guy, whose name I don't even know, in the living area. "One of Jungkook's friends, I presume?" I asked curiously, as I made myself even more comfortable in the softness of the couch. "Daniel Miller," he introduced. He caught up quickly. We made a little more small talk, but I were happy when the guys returned. Now I can head to the shower and try to clear my mind. One minute she's warming up to me and then, like the power has been switched off, she breaks away. Like she's playing a game of cat and mouse. I gave them a quick greeting and left.

The steaming water sprayed over my naked covering. Releasing me from the day's stress. I tilted my head backwards and allowed the sprinkling water to kiss my face. I still can't seem to get her out of my mind. Every feature of her is carved into the walls of my memory. Her eyes, it looks like someone had stolen them and replaced it with emeralds. Her skin, as fair and fragile as porcelain. Her hair, reminds me of warm autumn nights around the fireplace. Her lips resembles thousands of cherry blossoms. Like she stood beneath the tree, and as the tiny flowers fell, her lips somehow robbed it from its colour. Leaving a shattering mess of snowy flakes. I rubbed my hands through my hair. The bathroom door opened and closed again. I slide the shower door open on an inch, to greeted by a smiling Jimin. I closed the taps, climbed out and wrapped a royal blue towel around my waist. "What do you want?" I asked as I looked directly at him. He's laying half against the wall. "I'm here if you want to talk," he informed me. I nodded at him. I know that I can talk to anyone of them about it, but I'm not sure what to make of this. I picked up my toothbrush and put a descent amount of toothpaste on it and brushed my teeth. "Well ok then. I'll just leave you to it. If you want to talk, we're all here to listen and help however we can," Jimin said and then he left. I sighed deeply as he left me and spat the access out into the sink. Rinsed my mouth, and got dressed.