The Introvert

Chapter 1

JUNGKOOK

"Who the f--k took my jams?!"

"Shut up, Jimin! I'm trying to sleep here! Whatever you do, you still got no jams!" Yoongi, or who we all call Suga, answered.

"You shut up, grandpa!"

"Shut up, shorty!"

I sighed. They were at it again. Since we all became dormmates--the University Ambassadors and me, I've never had a peaceful morning to enjoy for myself. It would always be someone screaming or breaking stuff.

I was just a freshman when I became one of the seven university ambassadors of IUSEA--International University of Southeast Asia. The university's president came up with the idea to promote our school by using "flower boys" from each department that would represent the institution's core values. Basically, all women from each department voted for us and bam! we now have a scholarship plus a dorm of our own.

I was chosen to represent the Enhineering department. I had no idea how or why I was voted to be an ambassador but given the male to female ratio of the engineering population, it came as a shock. I was literally shookt.

Suga hyung is from the Business Department whereas Jimin is from the Theater Arts Department.

KABLAG!

"I'll just clean that up!" That voice belonged to Namjoon, the smartest one inside the house who, in I don't know how or why, breaks almost everything he touches. He's from the Social Sciences department and is currently on his 3rd year of Law school. He got accelerated twice, from what I've heard.

"I told you to be careful, Joonie~" I heard Jin, in his usual calm and motherly voice, scold hyung*. He's the Medical Studies department ambassador and in his 2nd year of med school. He's majoring in pediatrics--suits him well in my opinion.

"Kookie! Kookie! Kookie!" Taehyung was overly excited as he entered my room. He was grinning like an i***t whilst holding his phone. "I got ten passes to the club! Wanna come?"

Taehyung is from the Fine Arts department but he can't actually paint or draw. He's not into literary writing either. He's just one strange boy.

"Did I hear someone say 'club'?" Hoseok, who came out of nowhere, beamed. Once again, I sighed. I can never have some privacy around here. "Let's go! I wanna practice my smooth dance moves tonight!"

Hoseok is from the Nursing Department. He's one big ball of sunshine and highly contagious. Just don't feed.

Clubbing--it's just not my style. I prefer somewhere more quite or less crowded. Though I'd want to practice my dancing, I still can't dance when other people are looking. I'd just look awkward and uncool. I might also slip or something.

"Ya, Kookie! Stop overanalyzing things again," I jolted as Jin spoke. He was just with Namjoon hyung a while ago. Seriously, there's no privacy in this house.

"I-I'm not!" Oh great. I stuttered. "I just have this big test coming up and I can--"

"Midterms ended yesterday, Jungkook. Stop lying," Suga hyung stepped in the room as well.

"Hyung!" Taehyung was smiling--box smiling to be exact, at Suga. "You'll come with us, right?"

"Ani*," he answered. "Unlike you people, I have more important thingd to do."

"Lemme guess," Hoseok intervened. "Sleeping?"

Suga made a gun sign then "shot" Hobi (Hoseok). It meant he got it right.

"Ya! Yoongi hyung," Jimin barged in. "Please come. I'd be very very very lonely if you won't come..."

Jimin was doing his cringe-worthy aegyo* towards Suga while doing the famous "Very very very"/"Nomo nomo nomo" dance move of I.O.I.

Suga hyung immediately kicked him in the a$$. The look on everyone's faces were priceless.

"Ya!" Jimin squeeled. "I'm like T-T"

We all laughed as he danced Twice's TT. I'm curious to want planets these aliens came from. They're all weird af.

"So everyone's coming except for Kookie?" Taehyung asked once again.

"Ne!" They all answered except for Suga. They all glared at him. He sighed.

"Ne... Come with us or you're dead." He glared at me.

"But--"

"He's too much of a killjoy to come," Hoseok said. All members agreed. I sighed.

"Fine. I'll go." All of them cheered.

"Our baby boy is finally a grown man, clubbing and meeting girls~!" Jin exclaimed.

"I'm undeniably hurt 'coz you'll be ignoring me the whole night but I'm happy for you." Jimin lughtly patted his shoulder.

"Heol," Taehyung caught all of our attention. "The club tickets are free!"

"Taehyung!" They all laughed.

I smiled. Well, it's not that bad to have brothers after all.

Later that morning...

"Kookie, I'm leaving now," I heard Jin hyung yell from the living room. "Secure the place, arasseo?"

"Ne!" I answered back then heard the door close.

Everyone except for me had classes that morning. Finally, peace. I can now listen to music with no one singing along like a lunatic. Or play Bigbang's tracks with no one dancing around like an i***t.

But first, I'mma take a bath. Jin hyung--my roommate, hogged the bathroom like he's a girl.

Don't like you forgot-- I call the shot shot shot-- Black black black--

My eyebrows furrowed as I heard Rihanna's distinct voice outside. As I peaked through my bedroom window I saw someone--a girl judging by how white her legs are, wearing Timberlands dancing. But I can't see her face. I squinted a little to take a closer look.

"Woah!"

That girl's moves are the bomb! As Suga hyung would say, she got sweag! I immediately took my phone out and recorded the girl's dance. Too bad I couldn't see her face clearly. But one thing's for sure: she had killer legs aside from her moves.

"Kook I forgot my--" I almost dropped my phone when the door suddenly opened. Jin was all judgy. "What the hell are you doing?"

"N-Nothing!" I hid my phone and grabbed my towel. "I--uh, I-I was about to take a bath--"

Jin did not believe a word and looked at the window. Then back at me.

"So you've met our new neighbors..."

"I-I wasn't eavesdropping! I swear!"

"I never said you were." Aish. Jin hyung was now grinning at me widely. "Our maknae* is a man now. I feel proud."

"Hyung!"

He chuckled before grabbing a white folder on top of his bedside table.

"Just don't pick the blonde one. She's off limits."

"I didn't--"

Before I could even continue, Jin left. I scratched my nape and looked back towards the window.

"Who...is she?"