Namjoon walked down the hallway, sighing as he sees a group of girls come his way. He smiles as they stop in front of him, the girls squealing as he does so.

"Ah, N-Namjoon, I made this for you." One of the girls comes forward, holding a box in her hands.

Namjoon raises an eyebrow and takes it from her, opening it to see a small heart shaped cookie inside. He smiles and looks back up at her, taking a step toward her.

"Well, baby, I'll let you know if it's any good or not. Thanks for the sweets." Namjoon says quietly in her ear.

The girl goes red and Namjoon smirks at her as he leans away, taking a bite out of the cookie. He walks off without another word and he hears the girls squeal once more as he winks at them, smirking at the action while he walked. Namjoon didn't consider himself a fuckboy but just a big flirt, that fucks when he wants to. He knew every girl in school and managed to somehow bewitch all of them with his charms. He turned the corner and entered a classroom, his smile falling from his face as he saw a particular person sitting in the back of the class. 

Y/N L/N. He knew her, yeah, but she wasn't like the rest of the girls. She didn't throw herself at him or make a fool out of herself to try to impress him and she didn't seem to want anything to do with him at all. He took a seat in the middle of the classroom and waited for the rest of his friends to come in as well. He looked behind him to see the girl with her nose stuck in a book, her glasses slowly sliding off the bridge of her nose. Every now and then she would push them back up then go right back to reading. Her hair was pulled up in a messy bun and her baggy sweatshirt had a picture of Naruto on it. Her sweatpants hung loosely around her hips and her beat up Converse were barely hanging on by the soles. 

He didn't know why he even wanted to get with her, maybe he just wanted to pride himself in knowing that he slept with every girl in school. He even found that fat girls weren't that bad of a fuck and emo girls were hella kinky, the rumors weren't kidding when they say the shy ones are the most freaky in bed. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard a chair being pulled out next to him. He looked to see Yoongi sitting down beside him, immediately putting his head down on the table. Namjoon chuckles and claps him on the back of his neck, earning a grunt from the older.

"Why weren't you at practice yesterday, Yoongi?" Namjoon asks.

"I was busy." Yoongi mumbles as he rubs the back of his neck.

Namjoon notices what looked to be small bruises on Yoongi's shoulder as his shirt pulled down a bit.

"Busy getting those hickeys?" Namjoon raises an eyebrow.

Yoongi smirks and nods, licking his lips from a memory.

"You really weren't kidding about those band kids." Yoongi chuckles.

"Jesus, who?" Namjoon chuckles along.

"I don't know, Samantha or Savana, I think." Yoongi scratches the back of his head.

Namjoon nods in approval.

"Well, Samantha liked to be fucked doggy style and Savana liked a bit of bondage." He says.

"Oh, Samantha for sure then." Yoongi decides.

Namjoon laughs and noticed that the class was now full of people, Jin coming through the door in a rush as he ran to sit at their table.

"Hey, Jin. Why're you so late to class?" A girl from the table next to them asks.

Jin looks up and smirks at her.

"Wanna be the reason I'm late for the next one?" Jin asks, winking at her.

She turns a bright red and goes back to what she's doing, trying to ignore his comment.

"She wants me." Jin chuckles.

The other two boys share a look of annoyance and laugh, leaving Jin confused on why they started to laugh.

"So, Mr. Quarterback, how long is today's practice?" Yoongi asks.

"Huh? Oh, if you were there yesterday, you would know that we don't have practice this week. Coach said we don't have a game for the next few weeks because of some problems the district has been having. I stopped listening after that really." Namjoon says.

Jin chuckles as he pulls out a notebook and a pencil, setting them on the table as the teacher quiets down the class.

"Alright class, I have a new project for you. You will be working in groups of two-" He gets cut off by the uproar of teenagers taking their partners.

"That I have already chosen for you!" He yells over them, causing a sea of groans to come his way.

"I will read off the partners and then tell you what is to be done. Jin and Amanda." The teacher says.

Seokjin looks at the girl next to the table and gives her a wink, her skin flushing a bright pink.

"Yoongi and Irene. Mark and Taeil. Namjoon and Y/N."

As the teacher continued, Namjoon could hardly believe his luck and turned to look at Y/N only to see her still reading the same book. He pouts in his chair and huffs, standing up to go sit with her. As he came closer to her, he could hear music playing and looked around him for the source. He finally realized that Y/N had her earbuds in and he now understood why she wasn't paying attention. He sat next to her and she looked at him without an expression on her face before going back to the book.

"How can you read and listen to music at the same time?" He mutters.

"Because I've read the book before." He hears a small voice say beside him.

He turns his head to see her put her earbuds away and adjust her glasses before looking at the front of the class. He opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by the teacher.

"The project today is worth 300 points. I know, I know, it's a lot. But I don't want to do a final test in here so please do well on this project. The project you will be doing with your partner is up to you. I have provided a list of ideas for you to choose from. Please be aware that once you choose one, you cannot change it. It is due in four months." He drones on as he hands out the list.

Namjoon took the paper before it even touched the table and turned his nose up in annoyance.

"Seriously? The baby project? That's on here?" He asks.

The girl next to him stays quiet and clears her throat as she once again opens her book to start reading. Namjoon rolled his eyes and leaned forward to examine the words on the page. He caught sight of a very explicit scene and smirked, taking hold of the book. He closed it and rested his elbow on it while he balanced his chin in his palm.

"Hey baby, don't you think you should be doing those things instead of reading about them?" Namjoon asks with a sly smirk on his face.

Y/N pouts a bit at the loss of her book and finally turns to look at Namjoon.

"Look, Namjoon, please give me back my book. I'm borrowing it from the library. I'll do the project so don't worry about scheduling meeting times or anything. Just give me the book." Y/N says softly.

Namjoons smile fell and he furrowed his eyebrows.

"You know, you really need to let loose and have fun. How about you and I pick a topic over coffee? After school today, yeah?" Namjoon slides the book back to her with a gentle smile.

"Oh, uh, sure." Y/N blinks in confusion at Namjoons sudden change in mood.

Namjoon dimples at her and winks just as the bell rings.

"Meet me in the courtyard right after this class, got it, partner?" Namjoon chuckles and pushes her shoulder playfully.

She just nods and she adjusts her glasses as she packs up her things. Namjoon leaves the classroom and goes into the hall to be met with a smiling Hoseok.

"Hey Hoseok, I didn't see you in class." Namjoon says as he starts walking with the boy.

"Yeah, home ec isn't really my thing." He replies with his nose scrunched up.

"It's a requirement." Namjoon points out.

"And that's why I pay a nerd to do my homework for me." Hoseok says.

Y/N's face immediately popped into Namjoons head, with her glasses on the tip of her nose and her hair in a messy bun.

"Who did you convince?" Namjoon asks.

"Who do you think? The smartest girl in the entire school, duh. I'm paying Y/N $20 for every assignment she completes." Hoseok turns to look behind him.

Namjoon follows suit and sees that Hoseok was looking at Y/N as she unlocks her locker and a note falls out of it, making her crouch down to grab it. She opens it up and reads it without an expression on her face, putting it in her pocket as she grabs the rest of her things.

"You know, in a nerd kind of a way, she's kinda hot." Hoseok says, turning back to start walking.

"Guess who got partnered with her?" Namjoon dimples at Hoseok.

"No way, you'll finally be able to say that you've slept with every girl in school. Speaking of, how was Jennie in bed?" Hoseok scratches his chin.

"Jennie? Which one, the fat one or the one on the dance squad?" Namjoon asks.

"Dance squad." Hoseok answers.

"She likes to ride you and then you have to flip her over so you're on top. Fuck her slowly and then give it to her harder when she begs. Her turn ons are taking off clothing slowly and neck kisses." Namjoon says going up to his locker.

"Alright, got it. Thank you." Hoseok leans against the lockers beside Namjoon and puts his foot against them.

"No problem." Namjoon slams his locker shut and looks out to the courtyard.

Y/N kept her promise and was sitting on a bench near the gate, seeming to look for someone while having a book open on her lap.

"Ah, she must be looking for me. Gotta go Hoseok. Got things to do, a girl to lay. See you later." Namjoon starts walking away.

"Tell me how it goes!" Hoseok calls after him.

Namjoon turned back and smirked, waving a small goodbye as he approaches the girl.

"Hey." He says, bending down to read what she was reading.

He once again comes across an explicit scene and laughs, leaning back up.

"Are you ready to go?" He asks.

She nods and closes her book carefully, walking next to him as they make their way to a small cafe. She didn't want to actually go with him but instead found herself craving coffee and Namjoon was an excuse for a free trip. Namjoon orders a fancy brew for himself while Y/N orders a small black coffee, taking a seat in one of the nearby tables once she was finished. Her phone went off but she decided to ignore it, watching as Namjoon carefully handed her cup to her.

"So, what topic did you want?" She asks quietly.

"Let's see, we have the baby project, the marriage project, and the hate project. Let's take the hate one out of this because I don't want to hate you. So you pick, baby or marriage?" Namjoon asks while reading from the list the teacher handed out.

Y/N bites her lip in thought and ignores the buzzing from her back pocket from her phone, trying to decide quickly.

"What does the marriage one entail?" She asks.

Namjoon looks down at the paper with furrowed eyebrows before speaking.

"Students must come up with vows for one another and must record a wedding session. Students must live in each other's houses like a real couple for no more than two weeks. They must provide detailed reports of what happened during the two weeks after they had been married. After living in one person's house for those two weeks, they must live in the others house for two weeks, repeating the same process of the report-" Namjoon says.

"Stop reading. The baby project is where we just raise a fake baby together right?" Y/N asks, rubbing her temples.

The buzzing in her pocket wasn't going away anytime soon and she was getting worried that something had gone wrong and she was needed badly. Namjoon looks at the paper and pales, shaking his head.

"Why is this on here?" He mumbles weakly.

"What? Actually I don't want to know, marriage it is. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go." Y/N hurriedly picks up her things and leaves the cafe.

Namjoon sat in his chair, dumbfounded at the encounter he just had. He blinks and gets up as well, going out the door to see which way Y/N had gone. He gets into his car and looks around the city for her. Who on Earth just leaves like that? You would think someone had died or something. He finally spotted her backpack going around a corner into an alley. He parks his car and goes after her, worried that something bad had happened. He approaches the entrance to the alley and he hears voices, a woman's and many men.

"I told you that we would be here, did you not believe me?" A man's voice asks.

There was a mumbled answer that he couldn't make out and he took another step to see what was going on. He heard footfalls behind him and before he could register what was going on, he was face first on the ground.

"Yo, boss, I think we found ourselves a spy!" Namjoon heard someone say from above him.

He tried to look up but was blinded by the sunlight and he was a bit light-headed, moving slowly in order to get away. He didn't know why he thought he saw Y/N come down this way when it was clearly dangerous. He felt someone kick him in the stomach and he groaned in pain.

"Stop moving, rat." The same man says.

Namjoon faintly heard lighter footsteps approach him and heard someone sigh.

"Oh Namjoon, you should have minded your own business." A familiar voice tells him.

He opens his eyes to see familiar shoes, trying to look higher but was in too much pain to do so.

"You know this guy?" The man asks.

"Unfortunately, yes. Knock him out and put him on the couch in my office." She says.

"I don't know if that's a good i-" the man was silenced with a glare.

"I gave you an order, Zico, now see to it that you obey it." The girls voice turned cold.

"Y-Yes." Zico says hesitantly before turning back to the boy on the ground.

Namjoon felt a sharp pain in his head before feeling himself drift into unconsciousness.