BREEZE AND STARS

three in the morning. you are still stuck sitting on a chair with a thick book on the side, a laptop on the other side, and an empty sheets of paper stacked in the middle of the table.

two pending assignments, three group projects, and one keynote presentation to do. all within next week!

"when will i be able to finish all these?" you groan, throwing the pen from your hold aiming to the table, but it went hitting the wall before dropping to the table. leaning back against the chair, you ruffle your hair roughly.

"at this rate, i might be crazy!" picking up the pen from the table, you continue reading. literally skimming the pages from the thick reference books on the side, your eyes catches a few important facts which is useful for the assignments. securing the pen in your hold, you start jot down the important notes. unfortunately, there are no ink coming on from the pen. finding a trash piece of paper, you scribble, trying to get ink out from it's body, but to no avail, it was useless. looking at the tip of the pen, there are cracks near the metal tip of the pen.

"stupid pen!"

you threw away the pen behind you. cluttering sounds form at the moment the pen hits the floor, but you remained unbothered, instead, you go and pick up another pen, from it's case.

while concentrating, suddenly strong wind blows into the room, hitting the curtains making it flew all over the place. you rush immediately trying to get hold of the curtains. what you didn't realise, the strong wind blows the thick stack of papers all over the room, and some went out of the sliding door specifically, outside the apartment.

"can't this day gets any worse?"

*******

"gosh, what the hell happened to you?" taehyung who sit next to you, eyeing every inch of your face. his eyes, stop right under your eyes.

"look at you, your eyebags!"

you immediately bury your face against your palm. "i was trying to complete the assignments." your voiced were muffled. rubbing your eyes, you look at taehyung.

"what do you mean, trying? isn't it supposed to be completed?" taehyung asked.

"both of you over there! stop talking and listen to me. this is important for your coming finals!" the familliar voice of your lecturer booms in the lecture hall. both of you widened your eyes, looking at each other before turning your head back to the lecturer.

"speaking about important. i am expecting the assignments i gave you last week now." the whole class immediately went buzzing as the class representative, namjoon, collects all the assignment papers. namjoon then passes the papers to the lecturer before exchanging words with her. giving him a nod, namjoon excuse himself, before moving towards his seat.

the lecturer then look to your direction, calling your name. your heart raced. at the back of your mind, you knew why the lecturer called you.

your assignment.

"i'm doomed." you mumble quietly.

"where's yours?" it was a complete silence. five seconds of silence engulfing the hall.

"see, class! this is what i don't like. i don't tolerate tardiness. i gave you a week to complete a simple task, but why aren't you guys complete it? donyou know how it will affect you marks? you should trained yourself, now! time is precious, time is money! one project undone, do you know how will it affect the company, when you are working in the near future? so, what is your excuse now?"

"uh- uh." you squeeze your brain for answers.

"actually, i am sorry to interrupt prof! this—" your classmate, yoongi, went down to the center stage to face the lecture. "—is her assignment. she left it with me, in case, she wasn't able to come and personally hand this in to you. you know she is participating in the debate competition representing the university." he grins. you felt your elbow being nudge by your best friend, taehyung.

"he saved your ass, missy!"

"but why?" you looked at him. he shrugs, unable to provide you answers. next thing you know, your lecturer continue her class.

*******

"taehyung, i'm going to meet yoongi. i'll meet you at the cafeteria later." taehyung nods before waving you goodbye.

leaning against the door, you wait for yoongi. seconds later, he came out from the hall. blocking his way out, he halts his tracks.

"yes?" he asks.

"i just want to say thank you, for saving my ass." you told him. "if there's anything i could help, just tell me. i will try and make time to help you." he smiles weakly, before nodding.

both of you became awkward with each other. you smile back at him, before muttering another thank you. he nod before walking off. you watched him walked away when suddenly he stops. turning back, he looks at you, while you were shooting him a confuse look.

"make sure to look at the stars tonight and enjoy the night breeze, don't stay up to late."

"o-oh okay?" he smirks, before walking away from you, leaving you standing in the middle of the hallway.

*******
throwing your backpack on the floor near the couch, you walk to the bed, and throw yourself on it. you mind wanders at the smirk and his eyes.

you can't stop thinking about it. how did he even know that you joined the debate competition. moreover, why did he saved you by submitting the assignment for you?

ignoring the questions running in your mind, you opt to refresh yourself before continuing today's assignments.

*******

it is a 8 in the evening. soft breeze blows into the room, cooling it. enjoying the breeze, you remember his words.

"make sure to look at the stars tonight and enjoy the night breeze, don't stay up to late."

pulling yourself away from the desk, you went out to the balcony, dressed in shorts and t-shirt with a kumamon drawings on it.

"let see the stars!" you said while stretching your hands up in the air lifting your shirt, revealing your stomach. inhaling the fresh air, you smiled at the thought of his words, while you hands are still stretched upwards with your eyes close.

"hey you, over there. looks like you are taking my advice!" your eyes snap open, as you heard the familiar voice.

yoongi.

"what are you doing over there?" you look at him who was standing at the block opposite you in his balcony, his elbows on the balcony rail. pressing his lips together in amusement, he said, "why can't i? i stay here."

"y-you are my neighbour?"

"i think so." he said, pretending to be deep in thoughts. "yeah, i am!"

"okay wow."

"so, your paper flew in to my room, yesterday. oh wait, it was at three this morning, but whatever. and i thought it would be useful for me to use it as my answers, as we are in the same class." he said nonchalantly.

"but then again, i have finished mine. so why not, i completed yours?" it takes a minute or so, for you to register what he was saying.

"thank you again." you told him. "i should treat you for dinner or lunch soon."

"take your time. we have lots of time."

"lots of time?"

"nevermind. but how's the debate preparation going on? i always saw you practicing, with all those body gestures, the confidence, i love it! you're going to be great." you smiled shyly while your cheeks betray you.

"uh, you compliment me too much."

"it's true. i love to look at you, while i am stress with my studies. i came out from the balcony, just to watch you. you were either practicing for the speech, for talking all by yourself while studying. not that i am a stalker, but looking at you, at least once a day, calms me down from all the stress."

"that sounds a bit creepy. are you sure you aren't a stalker?" you heard him chuckled.

"gosh girl! i am sure not!" you grinned at him.

"so i was wondering, if we could be friends? since— first, we are in the same class, and second, we are neighbours?" he suggested as you smirk, an idea forming in your head.

"yeah! well hello friend! since you are my friend and also my classmate, can you help me with today's assignment, genius?"

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a/n:
how was it? i don't know myself, the plot is not that satisfying to me. but i hope you enjoyed today's update. love you!

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