Jung Hoseok, a BBA third-year student from Bangtan Institute of Management, was once a student of Bangtan Public School. He got 96.69% in his class 12th board exams which enlightened a spark of hope within his parents. They were finally proud of him. There isn't a single aunty in Hoseok's parents' neighbourhood who hasn't heard Hoseok's mom brag about him. He had chosen commerce coz his parents didn't allow him to choose humanities and he couldn't allow himself to choose science. The only reason Hoseok goes to college is to get a degree. (duh.) Not to learn, not to study, but just to get a degree, a badge of being educated so he could throw it at our judgemental society's face once it questions him about the path he is gonna choose after he graduates. 

(Caution: usage of explicit language ahead)

The Sun rises along with Hoseok. He wakes up early no matter what day it is to exercise his body, to train it as much as he can so he can improve his skills, his dancing skills. He is a determined person dedicated to himself and his goals.

It was a usual Monday morning for hoseok. He was in the park, stretching his body to the rhythm of the beautiful song playing in his headphone.

"*beep*!" the beautiful word came out of hoseok's mouth as soon as he stretched overhead with his right arm. He could feel a muscle pull near his shoulder. "Fuck" he expressed his frustration through another beautiful word when he noticed how difficult it was for him to move his shoulder.

"*beep*" he let out a beautiful word every time he stretched his arm and rolled his shoulders. With every painful muscle pull his mouth involuntarily threw garbage out of his mouth.

"Excuse me!!"

Hoseok walked towards his apartment whilst stretching his arms. He was trying to get rid of this pain somehow by stretching which didn't seem to work.

"Hello, Mister!"

"Red shirt!"

He skipped a few steps according to the beat of the music playing in his headphones. His cramp felt less painful with music.

"OYEE RUK JA SAALE!"
("HEYY STOP, YOU BASTARD!")

The song blasting his ears through his headphones was hoseok's one of the favourite songs. He was almost immersed in the song and almost forgot about the pain until he felt a hand on his shoulder. He paused and took out his headphones. His own colourful world vanished from in front of his eyes and was replaced with greens and browns and greys. 

He turned around to find someone panting whilst supporting their body with their hands on their knees. His face contorted into a confused expression.

"You..." the person stood up and said after catching their breath "...dropped it" they said as they stretched out their hand to offer him a handkerchief.

Hoseok noticed their face. It looked kinda familiar to him. He didn't know this person but he knew he had seen her somewhere.

"Oh" he looked at the cloth in her hand for a second. "Thanks a lot" he said with a smile, turned around and left whilst putting his headphones on. He just wanted to go home as soon as possible. This cramp was no joke.

He entered his apartment and saw his roommate, Namjoon, in front of the fridge. He was probably trying to look for milk or water.

"Subah subah darshan? Khud se? kaise?" Hoseok asked, a bit surprised.

("You blessed us on your own early in the morning? How?")

Namjoon stopped what he was doing and gave hoseok 'the look'. "Soya nahi mai" he said.

("I didn't sleep")

"Bro, it's Monday! Are you insane?!"

"Exam hai" Namjoon replied as he poured milk into a pan and put it on the stove.

"To saale exam dene achhe se so kar jaate hai!"
("So you gotta get a good sleep before you give an exam!") Hoseok exclaimed.

"Do you gotta react like that every time?" Namjoon looked at hoseok with an incredulous face. "Ghar pe mummy chillati thhi, yaha par tu chillata hai" he said whilst pouring the coffee into his mug.
("Mom used to yell at me for this back home now it's you")

"Wait, you've always been this stupid?"

"Saale, padhe likhe log ise 'mehnat' kehte hai" Namjoon chuckled.
("Literate people call it 'hard work'")

"Yeah right" hoseok laughed "subah so kar raat me jagne ko mehnat nahi, laparavahi kehte hai"
("Staying up all night after sleeping the whole day is called carelessness")

Namjoon gave him the driest glare ever. They were obviously joking but namjoon's eye bags made it look malicious.

They did their own things and left for college after bidding each other a-

"jaldi uth kar late hona to koi hoseok se seekhe"

"chal nikal kutte varna baddua de dunga fir paper kharaab ho jayega"

-Goodbye.

Right next to his college, there was a huge crowd. People were gathered around something. It looked like an accident or something rather great coz they looked quite focused on what they were looking at. Even some students from hoseok's college were a part of the crowd which intrigued him. Hoseok went there to have a look, just in case it was something interesting only to come back with a disappointed face.

"Saale JCB ki khudaai dekh rahe hai ya mujra?" he murmured to himself.

("What are they watching, JCB's digging or a dance show?")

He rushed his way to his class. He skipped some stairs to reach the third floor as fast as he can. All along he felt like someone was following him. He stopped for a second and looked back. He returned back to his class once he found no one.

After some classes, it was his break. He rushed to the cafeteria to grab some food. He was starving. He could almost hear his stomach cry out loud for food. Before he could step inside, his friends jumped on him. One jumped on his back, other threw his arm around him.

"*beep*,*beep*, *beep*!" he swore. "aaj meri maut pakki hai" he added with a helpless chuckle.

"kya be, mar kyu ra hai?" his friend, Rohan, asked.

("sup man, why you dying?")

Hoseok told them about his shoulder and his namune friends troubled him even more by "accidentally" patting his shoulder whenever he'd say anything. They were all seated at a table, three of them tucked food like the world's about to end.

"so we drinkin coke?"

"sprite for me" hoseok told his friend, Ayan, as he was off to get drinks.

"Bade log!" Rohan said in a sarcastic tone and patted hoseok's shoulder, making him yelp. "sorry sorry i forgot"

"teri *beep* ki *beep* *beep*, samjha?" hoseok glared at him.

"Bola na sorry *beep*"

("i said sorry *beep*")

Ayan was off to get the drinks. Hoseok was munching his favourite thing, samosa, with great enthusiasm. Rohan was looking around the cafeteria, probably checking girls out.

"tharki saala" hoseok mumbled, eyes still on the samosa.

("bloody perv")

"kya bola? muh pe bol *beep*" Rohan said, acting like he was offended.

("what'd you say? say it to my face")

"tharki. tharki hai tu saale *beep*" hoseok replied jokingly but louder.

("pervert. you are a pervert.")

"saale" Rohan nudged Hoseok's shoulder, getting a smack on his head in return. They bickered for some seconds until Rohan stopped and said "bhai, tujhe hi dekh rahi hai".

(bro, she's looking at you")

Hoseok laughed at him and said "as if I'll believe your pervy ass."

"aai shappath" Rohan said in marathi whilst touching his adam's apple.

("mother promise")

Hoseok turned around only to find people minding their own business.

"*beep* maa ki jhhooti kasam khaata hai!" hoseok said whilst smacking rohan's head.

("you fake a mom's promise!")

"no bro, I swear-

"firse??" hoseok smacked his head again.

("again??")

"let me speak *beep*, I swear she was checking you out. At first I thought she was looking at me so I got happy and all but then she totally ignored it when I winked."

"yeah? well there's an empty seat behind us"

"I swear, she was there-

"yeah yeah, whatever," Hoseok said and ignored whatever Rohan said. At last, His sprite was finally here. They had their cold drinks and went their own ways for their classes.

After attending all his classes, Hoseok was off to the college's dance studio to practice stuff on his own. On his way, he found a familiar face checking out the notice board. He had come across that face so many times but had never really paid any attention to it. It was this morning that led him to notice some things and initiate a suspicion within his brain, which was now starting to make sense.

He sauntered towards that person. He could notice her panic a bit. He noticed how she pretended to be unbothered by his proximity. "excuse me" he said and asked her if she could talk to him for a minute.

"You like me, don't you?" He asked blatantly. The woman in front of him widened her eyes, obviously shooketh by this unforeseen surprise. "Excuse me?" She said in an offended tone.

"You've been following me since morning"

"Believe me, I got better things to do"

"Yeah? Then why're you always at the same place as me at the same time?"

"We're in the same college?"

"But not in the same class"

"Doesn't make sense, schedules are always similar, could be a coincidence"

"When it's more than twice, it isn't a coincidence"

"Then should I conclude that you're following me?"

"Abbey saali-

She made a face and Hobi knew his habit of swearing every second was starting to break the chains he had used to lock them in while he talks to this stranger.

"Maaf karna gusse me zara idhar-udhar nikal jaata hu"
("Sorry, I didn't mean it")

She just rolled her eyes. "Hogaya? Jaau mai ab?"
("Are you done? Can I go now?")

"No, wait" he said. He was definitely not gonna make a fool out of himself. He had saved this last evidence for concluding the debate and thereby, winning it.

"This handkerchief" he took it our from his pocket. "Why would you give it to me?"

"Coz it fell outta your pocket?" She answered. Her brows were creased together and it was pretty evident from her face that she was annoyed. But Hobi wasn't ready to buy any of her reactions.

"Never" he paused for a second. "Never in my life have I ever carried a hanky with me" he stated with a condescending smile. He thought he proved his point with this statement and was proud of this dramatic scene he had just experienced. He remembered how he discovered this fact while he was taking a shower this morning. He had concluded many things in shower today.

"Well" she spoke, a tight lipped smile on her face, which Hobi thought wasn't a good sign. "First thing, that's very unhygienic of you. Second," she paused, put her hands on her waist and looked him in the eyes with the same condescending look as hoseok's and said "bitch you damn right".

Now, it was hoseok's turn to go jungshooketh by this sudden change in her tone.

"What" he spoke in an octave higher than his usual voice.

"That's my hanky, thank you" she took it from his hand, casually folded it and kept it in her pocket.

Jung Hoseok was dumbstruck.

She casually turned around and started walking away.

He had seen her a lot this past week. He knew she was the one checking him out at the cafeteria. But he had cool comebacks in his head that he couldn't use which made him sag a little.

"Yo, wait what the fuck" hoseok finally came out of his trance. "What just happened? This was your hanky? You scripted this all????" He stormed her with questions as he followed her.

"Yeah, forget it"

"Woah woah hold up. Let's talk"

"Nah" was all she said and walked away. "If this goes out, I'm gonna make sure your shoulder never heals" she yelled whilst walking away. Soon she disappeared midst the crowd.

"Weird. Very weird" hoseok mumbled.