Chapter one

10 years ago:-

The roaring of engines, the whistling of air polluted air, and hustle and bustle of masses can be seen on the streets of New York.

A boy having a hanging old pendant with the cape of his hood up his head was standing near the pavilion contemplating something of his past.

"You are the reason why your mother died, Seokjin!"

"You are a coward, how can you leave your brother, Seokjin!"

"You should have saved mother, hyung if you had she would still be alive Hyung"

The different pitches, to notes, to rhythms, to different tones were reverberating through steppes, malleus, and incus of his ear, voices piercing deep wounds in his heart as well as mind, the voices which he left long ago but the wounds still carries with him.

The boy near the intersection of pavilion and road where a conglomeration of the high-speeded car was wheezing through the road and the boy named Seokjin was yet again contemplating about the idea of Jumping in front of a car and end himself, after all, who cares about a runaway 15-year-old.

As he was going to step into the pit of his own death he was suddenly pulled from his hoodie sleeves and he found himself immediately hugging something or moreover 'someone' and that someone rather being a petite male.

Flustered Seokjin parted away from the position and straightened himself and stared at the peculiar blue eyes like his mother, and the other boy was staring worriedly as if worried if he got hurt but was also mesmerized about the handsomeness of this young Korean and the strange mixture of blue with black, Seokjin's as well as the other boy's eye color both belong to somewhere.

"Hey mister you okay?" the boy asked smiling to reassure the other and showing off the craters forming in his cheek, Seokjin harshly shrugged off the hands of the other and was taking a pace to walk away from there but yet again got stopped "Hey my name is Kim Namjoon" Seokjin heard the boy say.

Again ignoring the call of the boy named Namjoon he started walking away "Hey won't you tell me your name!" hearing Namjoon again Seokjin got frustrated "Mind your business boy!" and walked away but Namjoon wasn't leaving "Rude" he muttered and yet again screamed, "Hey mister you are indebted to me for saving your life remember!" Namjoon doesn't know if Seokjin got to hear it but he said it nevertheless.

But Namjoon didn't know that Seokjin heard it and was running away from the boy because his heart is feeling unusually fast.

The murmur of people could be reached to your ears, as people rushed out and in from the comparatively big coffee shop to continue their daily keep up work with a taste of the exotic coffee beans and also intrigued that how this small coffee shop is handled by a 15-year-old.

"One cup of Caffè Macchiato, order table 6!" a manly voice broke out inside the already bustled coffee shop.

As the waiter took the outlandish coffee bean drink from the counter, suddenly a thud open up of the door causing a certain amount of attention to divert towards the door while the 15-year-old owner of the coffee was nowhere to be found.

"Is the coffee shop really open again?!" the boy who just dashed in asked or rather it was the same blue-eyed Namjoon barging into his favorite coffee shop after so many years he couldn't keep a count of.

The part-timer near the counter raised his eyebrows and looked at the panting boy weirdly as if he had run some marathon to reach this shop "Boy can't you see the open board being hung on the door" he reasoned out with Namjoon and just then Seokjin came from the kitchen while drying his hands on his front apron "What is it Hyung, what got you so riled up" the mentioned older just pointed at the still happy and panting Namjoon.

Seokjin's eyes widened as he again got drowned on the ocean blue eyes but got himself together, cleared his throat, and came towards the counter and smiled at the now much calm Namjoon, but didn't expect.

"Oh! You are the suicide boy!" This Namjoon screeched out this Seokjin didn't expect that and yet again his eyes went in the shape of saucers and diversion of the people's attention towards both of the young teens.

Seokjin nervously chuckled and awkwardly smiled not knowing how to handle first of the glaring holes of his hyung, who cares for him secondly the diverted attention of people on the cafe towards him and lastly didn't know how to stop the burning red ears, a poor 15year old caught in a dilemma.

"Nothing, nothing, it is just uh it is just um ya! Best friend things you know? He can get very comical sometimes" Seokjin laughed out loud after uttering this and pulled Namjoon towards himself when all the recipient attention was disturbed away from them.

"What are you doing?! Ah! What was your name? Yes! You, you Kim Namjoon! What was that?! Answer me!" Seokjin spewed to Namjoon with greeted teeth but Namjoon was dazed about one thing "Hya suicide mister! I don't even know who the duck are you and you are calling me your best friend? That is not fair!" and that was the thing going in his mind.

Seokjin facepalmed and said "Don't call me a suicide boy I am Kim Seokjin"

The students were seen rushing at the new start and new beginning or just a starting of the new academic year.

Students having smiles plastered as they ran and dashed towards their classrooms first to find who is having their best friends in their class this year and also to check where his/her crush is or to check which teacher now they are going to be abandoned under this year.

A boy with his head down was walking towards his locker quietly not quiet minding the overly excited serotonin boosted kids.

He groaned when he got a call "Hey Chinese noodle! Listen here!" That is what he heard a Chinese noodle? For fucks sake he is "Hey he is a Korean teokbeokki!" He wanted to again rethink his decision of whether to bang his head on the locker or not.

And he again Gronaed when he saw the culprit or the person telling him 'Korean Teokbeokki' and that was none other than Kim Namjoon.

"You again," Namjoon said with a relatively high-pitched voice and caused Seokjin to let out a frustrated whine but got cut off when they both got cornered by the people calling him Chinese noodle.

"On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair~" Namjoon suddenly started singing and also indicating Seokjin to do something, one thing Seokjin could think of is giving a punch to the senior student's face, take Namjoon's hand, and run!

"Hey you punched him like some hulk so why are we running?" Seokjin panted as he abruptly came to a stop and he stared at Namjoon with an expression telling 'are you serious' "What I knew only that song okay! and no one said to just punch that guy and run!" Seokjin groaned the nth time and ran his hand through the silk locks of his "What Jin you don't speak?" Seokjin looked at him wierdly.

"My name is Seokjin, not Jin" Namjoon suddenly gasped "Oh you do speak! but your name is big enough for me to spell so you call me Joon and I call you Jin simple, and hey look there is a car, how bout a joyride huh new best friend" Namjoon said and ran towards the open car and immediately started the engine causing Seokjin to release an exasperated sigh and rethink his life decisions to run away.

"Hey! hey! slow down! I don't want to die at the mere age of 15!" Seokjin screamed at the top of his lungs and Namjoon in his world driving the car at the maximum high speed with recklessness evident and Namjoon just squealed in joy for getting this joyride with his newly formed Bestfriend.

so heyyyyy the first chapter!!! the meeting of Seokjin and Namjoon and how they became friends!!

do tell me your views how you liked it!!! I am not good with dialogues but please understand and lastly

ENJOY!!!

STAY SAFE! STAY ALIVE AND STAY HEALTHY !! SUNFLOWERS!~~

*Authornim out of the story now*



***Download NovelToon to enjoy a better reading experience!***