"...You seem awfully quiet today Namjoon, are you oka-"

Seokjin had been staring at him for the whole lesson, concerned for him.

"Do I have to talk to you all the time? Do you expect me to constantly reach out for you or something?"

He had decided that if he wanted to be happy, he should push away the things that hold him back.

And he was happy enough to do that.

"N-no, I didn't mean it like that Joon, I just wanted to make sur-"

"I am fine, and whether I am or not doesn't concern you."

The bell rang on time and Namjoon quickly packed his bags, and got up to leave.

"Oh, and only my friends can call me Joon, it's just Namjoon to you."

Seokjin remained in his seat, feeling a mixture of emotions from what had just happened.

Mostly hurt.