Namjoon's POV

After scoping out the rest of the town, I made my way back home. I checked my phone, still silent of texts from my old friends. So much for them keeping contact. I give a yawn as I make my way up the stairs back into my room. I decide to unpack my bed so that I am able to sleep better.

After I take out the frame and build it and put the mattress onto the bed and unpack the sheets. I finish tucking and smoothing the comforter and feel a sense of accomplishment. I had gotten something done. I arrange the boxes into neater piles and call it a day. I had gotten the most important thing unpacked as far as I'm concerned.

I sit on my bed and scroll through my still silent phone. I guess I'm alone until I start school tomorrow. Maybe I can be friends with Jungkook, and the neighbor.

Speaking of the neighbor, I see him and another boy with black hair making their way up the pathway of his house. I think they are brothers. They are smiling and horsing around. I check the time, seeing that it is almost 4. They probably just got home from school. They are both wearing the uniforms. As I turn away my mom opens my bedroom door with clothes in her hand. She tosses a few pairs of khakis, white button down shirts, and a dark blue tie on my bed.

"You are starting at the Daejeon Preparatory Academy tomorrow morning, here are the uniforms yo