Here I am, standing in front of a huge, fancy apartment building, luggages in a hand, my phone and the grey card in the other. Mr. Min told me that the apartment was only one on the last floor, so I used my card to get there by elevator. And when I rang the bell, Yoongi's dad opened the door with a big smile and let me inside.
I got into a huge living room and there sat Yoongi, waching TV. When he finally sensed my presence, he quickly glanced over at me and returned his gaze to the screen in front of him. He didn't say a word to me. Now that I think about it, he never once talked in front of me, even yesterday when all our conversation was about him. Is he mute or something? He could at least say hi! This is not a matter of trust or personality, he's just being a jerk!
Mr. Min showed me around the place and which room I'll be sleeping in for the next I don't know how many months of my life. It could be years for all I know.
_ And that's it. I think you know enough about this house now. Oh, and before I forget, here are your keys to the apartment's door.
_ Thank you very much, Mr. Min.
_ Anytime Tae! Well, I've got to go now, buisness is calling.
_ Bye! I won't hold you here anymore, I took alot of your time already.
When he left, I put all my stuff in their place. I really liked my room. It was really spacious and fancy yet comfortable. But now, I still have to talk to someone. Keeping everything to myself seems almost impossible for me, althought the old man told me to never tell anyone that I live in the same house as Yoongi so we don't cause any rumors. I know someone I could trust thought.
I walked to the living room only to see Yoongi who was sitting on the couch the same way from I left him earlier. Trying not to face palm, I said:
_ Um... I'm going to my friend's house the day, I won't be back until nighttime.
_ Yeah, yeah...
_ Bye then...
As I left, I realised that it was the first time I ever heard him talking. As expected, he had a really deep and soulful voice, and even though he only said the same word twice nonchalantly, there was still something... Kind and sweet behind it. I may have felt it only for a split second, but I'm almost sure it was there.
When I arrived to the dorm where Jimin was, I spilled the tea about literally everything (sorry Mr. Min) that happened today. After I finished venting, I looked at Jimin's face and unfortunately, it was glowing with excitement.
_ Omg omg bitchhh you're so lucky!!! I can't believe my bestie is living with his future husband!!
_ Hey!! Relax, I would never date him! I already told you he's a big jerk! besides, I might be gay, but I barely know anything about him, he is probably as straight as a pole!
_ And so is a spaghetti until it gets wet. I will keep shipping you guys and I won't give up!
_ Hey stob it! I mean, he IS good looking but-
_ See, I told you! You never know what could happen next.
_ At least let me finish my sentence. I was saying that he might be good looking, but his personality is the complete opposite! Looks aren't everything...
_ Fine forget about that now, what is currently important is, when will I see him?
_ Hmm... Probably on Monday, since he'll be transferring to our school.
_ SERIOUSLY?! Why didn't you tell me about that before? Hell yeahhh, that means both of you will see each other even more! Great thing for my ship!
_ Okay okay! Now stop screaming before I tape your mouth!
After this tiring conversation, we closed the subject and didn't mention Yoongi's name for the rest of the day. Instead, we talked about the most random things in the world, ate, played video games, ate, studied, and ate. It was already late when Jimin finally allowed me to go home.
I quietly entered the apartment so I don't bother Yoongi if he was sleeping. As expect, the living room was empty, no one in sight. Looks like the gloomy boy is in his room. I kinda felt relieved because I didn't need to have a one sided awkward conversation with him again. But I still feared he might leave his room, so I immediately rushed to mine. As I got in bed, I told myself that I should explain to Yoongi everything about my school next morning on breakfast, so I would be done with it sooner than later.
A few hours later, I got out of bed earlier than usual to prepare breakfast for both of us. I needed an excuse to keep him in the same room with me for more than just a few seconds so we could talk properly. I finally finished preparing breakfast tiredly when a scruffy haired, sleepy Yoongi entered the kitchen. For a moment, I doubted he was even awake, because it felt like he was sleepwalking, so I spoke first.
_ Uh, hey there. I prepared some breakfast today since I woke up earlier than usual and had nothing to do. Would you like to join me?
_ ... Thanks.
After he took a few seconds to answer me, he finally did... With a single word. Well at least it's something. As he flopped on a chair facing mine, I was internally laughing about how he wasn't a morning person at all. It was obvious by the way he walked, looked and responded just now. Despite that, I still had to carry the conversation.
_ So... I wanted to talk to you about your new school, it's ideal if I do so since you don't know anything about it yet.
_ ... Okay, said Yoongi as he was putting some strawberry jam (probably Jimin's) on a toast.
_ Well, my school is pretty normal. First thing though, we have a uniform. I believe you already have it, don't you?
_ ... Yeah.
_ Good. About the schedule, school starts at 8am and ends at 3pm. Of course, we have recess since we need to have a break from time to time. In class, you just need to do everything the teacher asks you to do and stay calm then you'll be fine. As long as you do that and pass all your classes, no one will bother you.
_ ... Okay.
_ That's most of it. I don't remember anything else important you need to know for now, but if I do, I'll make sure to notify you. And if you've got any questions, don't hesitate to ask.
_ ... Okay.
Then there was that annoying and awkward silence again. I'm quite a slow eater (is that even a thing) so Yoongi, who was the complete opposite, got off the table first and got back to his room. when I finished myself a few minutes later, I headed straight to the living room to watch some TV since I don't have anything useful to do in my life.
On the table in front of the TV, I saw a bunch of comic books lying there. My love for comic books suddenly emerged to the surface, and I had a hard time suppressing my squeals. I rushed towards them, grabbed one, sat on the couch and looked at the cover. I almost screamed when I realised it was a horror comic. These are my passion since the start of middle school. I always gladly spent my allowance on them. I used to spend hours and hours locked in my room and plunged in a world full of thrill and horror, and I regret absolutely nothing.
Still smiling, I opened the book and started reading. After around 20 minutes, I heard footsteps coming towards me. Not bothering to look away from the page I was reading, I ignored everything else around me. I have my priorities set. Comic books are way more important than anything else in the world. At least, this is what I thought, until the least thing that expected to happen actually happened.
_ You read horror comics too?
When I heard that voice, I jumped from my seat. Wow, it speaks! It was the first time I ever heard Yoongi say a full sentence that was as long as that. And his voice, which was usually monotone and expressionless, sounded way more human and even had a bit of excitement in it too. Trying to act as normal as possible after the shock I head, I replied to him.
_ Yeah of course. I mean, I've been reading these comics for the past 6 years and this one is one of my favorites.
As soon as I finished my sentence, he walked towards me again and and sat beside me on the couch. Then he looked into my eyes as if I were a criminal he was interrogating, then asked:
_ Why do you like that one?
_ W-well, um, aside for the fact the plot was stupefying and the end was amazingly unpredictable, the art was as awesome too. I could stare at each page for hours looking at the details and never get bored.
Yoongi's eyes are now glowing while he stared at me, but suddenly, he looked away, as if he finally realised what he was doing. Then he got up, assembled all the other comics between his arms, said a small and quiet "enjoy" and disappeared into his cave. Unconsciously, I started smiling like a goof. Maybe he isn't that much of a jerk as I thought he was and maybe, just maybe, I'll enjoy my stay here too.