#Son seunghwan

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son seunghwan, wendy ♡ red velvet & soloist ❪ more ❫

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son seung hwan ; red velvet

[littleliarstrg]

son seung hwan (wendy) ; x4 avatars (+ galerie)  — please fav and credit as little liars if used

[jisungshotfirst]

woonggi and seunghwan being cute lil boyfies makes me So happy u have no clue

[rosinbae]

attention ⋆ delinquent?

◜✧◞ PAIRING ─ kim taerae x male!reader

◜✧◞ SYNOPSIS ─ ever since he can remember, jang y/n has always had a crush on park hanbin. every other day he simply couldn't help but giggle and kick his feet at the sight of him, but now as his senior year begins, he finds his feelings for someone else, specifically his best friend kim taerae, to be much stronger than any feelings he could have had for park hanbin.

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y/n knows how bad of a person others think he is.

he hears the whispers from the older people who live in the neighborhood, people say he's stuck up, a troublemaker, delinquent, all that nice stuff that he enjoys overhearing as he listens to jeonghyeon complain about his boring love life on the phone.

he stopped getting offended after a while, he learned how to get used to it.

ever since dad left, moms barely been home. she used to be able to work the morning shift but now she has to work from eight pm to six am as a nurse practitioner to make extra money for her two sons. when she is home, she's asleep due to having sleepless nights.

eunwoo constantly reminds him to not do anything which gets mom upset, says she's too stressed out with saving lives all night.

y/n constantly replies by saying he doesn't do anything that upsets mom, the only reason their relationship is strained is because of his sexuality, and his friends, and how she sent him to a summer camp instead of helping him when he went through his depressive episodes.

he loves his mom, he really does, but he struggles to have a good relationship with her after all that's unfolded these past few years.

he feels like he doesn't even know her anymore.

his mind wanders as his thoughts become much more depressing than usual, but he quickly snaps out of it when he hears jeonghyeon yell.

"please! you'd never!"

"oh i would!"

jeonghyeon and hanbin arguing is normal, y/n simply blinks and his eyes shift to the side. that's when jeonghyeon pushes his shoulder, making him yelp. "y/n!"

"huh, what?"

"think about this for a second" jeonghyeon starts. "taerae" he places his hands on said boy's shoulder. "and junhyeon" he finally states, and the older looks surprised by those words.

"junhyeon?"

"oh you two would totally be cute!" woonggi exclaims. "we have to set them up!" he jumps up in excitement, but taerae simply chuckles and shakes his head.

"i don't think so".

jeonghyeon immediately looks surprised when y/n says that, but taerae looks even more surprised at the words.

"i mean—" y/n pauses, laughing to himself as he tries to find a way to explain it. "they do look cute, but.."

"but?" jeonghyeon tilts his head, tightening his grip on taerae's shoulders, which makes the older one wince. "you disagree, y/n? i would love to hear your opinion on this pairing?"

jeonghyeon i am literally gonna kill you—taerae says with his eyes, and the lee simply giggles, nudging him with his elbow. "come on y/n, give taerae some advice".

y/n momentarily glanced to hanbin, who quickly covers his mouth to laugh. "well i— i just don't think they're that compatible, that's all".

y/n doesn't know what this weird feeling that keeps circulating around his stomach is. he has no kind of hatred towards junhyeon, he doesn't! he just doesn't know why he feels so weird about thinking about them as a couple.

it's not like taerae's his boyfriend or anything..

"oh?" jeonghyeon raises an eyebrow, and taerae quickly pushes his hands off his shoulders. "not that compatible huh?" he says to himself, giggling at a certain thought he was having.

woonggi looks between the two. from taerae to y/n, to y/n, to taerae again. "um" he presses his lips into a thin line. "seunghwan said he was gonna pick me up today so.. i kinda have to go".

"yeah i have to" hanbin pauses, looking as if he's searching for an excuse. "my mom told me to get home early! right jeonghyeon?" he grits his teeth as he grabs the younger's arm.

"what?" he asks, but then he makes an 'ah' face. "oh right! yeah! um.. were gonna make cupcakes!"

taerae narrows his eyes at the obvious lie, but he simply nods. "alright, bring us some".

"oh we will!"

"we totally will!"

hanbin drags jeonghyeon out of the room and the younger waves at him.

taerae blinks, taking off his glasses as he rubs his eyes. "look at us" he says, "getting an early start with our calculs tutoring".

"please go easy on me" y/n begs sarcastically, a small pout coming to his lips. he feels himself have a pain in his stomach when taerae pulls out a calculus textbook.

"can't make any promises".

taerae smirks and y/n just laughs.

it's only seven pm.

it's funny how a tutor session with taerae taught him more about calculus than his teacher ever has in a double period. his mind is drifting away as he walks home, completely forgetting all he did in his day because his only focus is getting home safely.

opening the door with his spare key, y/n almost immediately jumps when he sees his mother right in his face, standing there with a look of disappointed look on her face.

"hi mom" he says. he knows that stare, that stare which means she's gonna yell at him for something that he probably can't control or accuse him of doing something that he can't ever fathom doing. "everything okay?"

"y/n" she asks, taking in a deep breath. "it is seven o'clock, where the hell have you been?"

"at school!" he immediately says. "i went to school like normal and after school let out i went to the library to study".

"to the library?" she questions, as if she can't believe such words. "y/n, who spends four hours studying?"

"i was being tutored" y/n replies, he can't even believe that his mother would think he's lying, even after all the times he tried. "do you seriously not believe me? what else would i be doing?"

"i don't know y/n, what else would you be doing?" she asks accusingly, crossing her arms as she straightens her work uniform. "it's not like i know you anymore, you could be doing anything! probably hanging out with those stupid boys—"

"my friends aren't stupid!" y/n takes in a breath, realizing he'd yelled at his mom. "they're better than you, they actually care about my well being! do you think your being a good mother by accusing me of literal crimes? like you've done thousands of times before?"

"i'm looking out for you!"

"looking out for me? you don't do that! because your afraid i'm going to be like dad!"

his mother goes silent, taking in a deep breath as she covers her face with her hands. he was right, he knew he was by her unconventional silence.

"i'm just.. i'm going to sleep" he mutters, walking past his mother and running up the stairs.

he does slam the door to his room, obviously.

he's upset.

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[mgnifiqueyoo]

Book: "Vessel." Pairing: Oh Junseok (ATBO) x Reader 1.9 - "Η ΑΛΗΘΕΙΑ." Word Count: 2,129

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───── ❝ the truth. ❞ ─────

That night, I was unable to sleep.

Why? Because I could still hear the way he told me those words.

That it was his duty to stand up for me. That he wanted me to be safe. That he wanted to call me when I needed his help. In the first few weeks, I thought he hated me but now, it doesn’t seem like that anymore.

What is he hiding from me? Why is he so goddamn confusing? All I could do was stare at the ceiling that hovered above me, empty and doubting that he didn’t have second thoughts. He acts as if he knows me but he looks at me as if it’s the first time he’s ever seen me.

Like I was both a stranger and a friend to him if that made sense.

Shifting towards the other side of my bed, I turned my phone on, letting light basically almost blind me as I squinted my eyes, feeling pain from the brightness of it as I saw a few texts from the two people I made friends with.

It was the first time they'd flooded me with texts, probably afraid of what could've happened at the party, considering the fact that Junseok left even if he was part of those who planned it. But even if they were concerned, I wasn't sure whether to respond or not.

It's probably because they'll think I'm crazy if I ever told them what I witnessed during that fight. Not a lot of action happened yet Yeonjun was mysteriously lying down on the murky dance floor, his nose bleeding from the bridge as he seemed to be almost knocked out… Well, almost.

God, it scares me to think of what I'll go through in the next few days since I was the reason why Junseok acted that way. "... Am I going crazy?" I asked myself, turning off my phone as I decided that it would be better for me to keep my mouth shut for now. They shouldn't know what happened back there or they might as well go crazy as I am now.

A reason for that is the fact that it's the mayor's son that Junseok dealt with and the other reason is that it was too impossible for the fight to end that way.

As if he wasn't even human after all.

Days soon passed and it was time for me to attend classes again, which also meant that I had to pretend like everything was normal. Everyone had also come back from their homes, the party fever finally coming off of them as they seemed to be busy working on their leftover assignments.

Yet it seemed as if not all of them had already moved forward from the party as Seunghwan and Hyunjun had been giving me glares ever since the morning started.

"What?" I pretended to not know what they were thinking as they rolled their eyes in unison like they were some kind of twins at this point.

"You know what we both know,” Seunghwan whined while Hyunjun nodded without any sign of hesitation.

There's just no way I could escape this, right?

Ah, fine.

"It's about the fight, isn't it?" I asked them both as Hyunjun was the first one to nod while the other one was left spacing out, probably thinking deeply if it really was about the fight. "Look, Yeonjun started it and Junseok just won! End of story!" I blurted out, both of my hands going to places as if they were jets as the two of them still didn't seem convinced.

But that was it! The two of them had a weirdly quick fight and it's over!

Well… Maybe not for me.

"Yeah, but what was the fight even about?" Seunghwan questioned, furrowing his brows as he probably began to think of possibilities as to why it all resulted in Yeonjun being a crumpled mess on the floor. I froze for a while, trying to choose between telling them the truth or not. God, I don't even know where to begin.

I don't even know how to tell them that Junseok's aims were trippy.

I just couldn't move on from the fact that he wasn't even visible.

Just a shadowy blur spinning around Yeonjun.

"It was about me- Well, not completely since Yeonjun was the one who…" I stopped in the middle of the sentence, catching my breath as I could feel the way he forcefully pushed me against the wall that night.

I never thought of it as something so awful until I remembered how it all felt again. Even if he hadn't done it further, the fear of having no choice but to give up was still there.

Still breathing heavily in my head, pounding on my chest every once in a while.

There was a gust of wind that was right next to me and I completely stopped dead in my tracks. "Y/N?” I heard one of them call my name and I couldn't even recognize who tried to wake me up from my thoughts.

"Hey!" The owner of the voice soon became clearer for me as I saw Seunghwan right in front of me, his hands both grasping my arms tightly as if he was about to shake me off of the sudden quietness.

I didn't know what was happening to me or my head but god, I knew I wasn't quite right. "What's going on?" The boy questioned once more, the concern showing in his eyes as I wasn't even able to come up with a decent answer.

What's going on with me? I don't know.

Why don't I always know?

"I knew it." Hyunjun later chuckled deeply, rolling his eyes as his arms were soon crossed. He had a bitter look on his face, which was something that I wasn't used to seeing.

"Yeonjun did something to you, didn't he?" He was obviously pissed off, causing me to just nod in response, shuddering. Even Seunghwan wasn't used to how irritated his friend was, out of words to say and puzzled.

The boy who studied Ecology seemed to have been hiding his feelings that expressed this. Disappointed but not surprised. "... I don't think I can imagine how scared you were." Hyunjun didn't just sound like he was completely bothered by it, he also looked that way. Seunghwan, on the other hand, didn't say a word but instead, he placed one arm over my shoulders, not putting too much weight either as it was all for comfort.

"Then, you could've witnessed everything that happened, right?" Hyunjun asked all of a sudden.

"... Well, not everything," I answered hesitantly.

And so, events from the venue came flashing back as if I was alone in a cinema, watching the tape roll. "The fight… It was weird to me." I started to tell my point of view, something that wasn't seen by those who posted about the fight on the internet. "Well, nothing was weird at that party but the fight was abrupt… I mean, you guys saw the videos. What do you think?" I still found a way to distract myself from those lingering thoughts that at any moment, I could be treated as an object to play with.

What way? Obsess over the fight.

I know the fight happened in the dark and there were a lot of people cheering for both sides but mostly Yeonjun since he's the privileged mayor's son obviously – but it was weirdly too quick. And when we returned to the dorms that night, Junseok didn't have a single bruise on his face or at least a cut on his cheek, maybe?

As if he wasn't affected at all. "I think that the fight happened way too fast. I've seen some fights in high school and both people didn't end well.” Seunghwan tried to lighten things up as Hyunjun and I finally both smiled after the long talk about whatever Yeonjun did.

"All of the videos were glitchy, to be honest like what is this? The 2010's?" Hyunjun joked as the other boy laughed in response, only resulting in me sinking deeper in my questions. If the videos were glitchy to them, then it wasn't just my perspective that the fight must've ended in a flicker.

Oh, god.

Great. More things to think about.

And when I was about to say one more thing about it, that familiar gust of wind came back again, causing me to forget everything I had in mind.

There, Junseok walked straight to the other hall, determined and ignoring every single thing that happened in his surroundings. I found myself drawn to him again. Was this the right time for me to ask him what was going on? Maybe not.

But I was tempted to know the truth. "Hey, Y/N? Where are you going?" Seunghwan asked, confused as to why I was already heading in the other direction without saying anything, focused on nothing but the boy who kept so many things hidden from me. There was the urge to ask him all of the questions I could think of.

To learn the reason why he's here, coincidentally attending the same school as I did.

Not much of a coincidence if he's all the way from Crete, right?

"Junseok Oh!" I called his name, raising my voice as it sounded as angry as a storm's growl would be. Everyone from both sides of the hall turned to look at me except for Junseok himself, speeding up his pace as I sighed. Looking at each of them, I decided to just ignore them as I marched all the way to where he was headed.

But then, I lost track of him, looking from left to right in panic. "Shit."

And an open palm was slammed onto my mouth, the other arm dragging me into… the restroom?

How did I even get in here?

"Jun… Junseok?" I stuttered, backing away when I saw how both of his eyes glowed in white. God, I felt so terrified but my legs felt as if they were stuck on the floor, shaking yet still.

"I won't hurt you… Just listen to me for a bit." He breathed out heavily as he turned to look at the mirror at the side, his eyes soon turning back to normal before he chose to face me once more.

I couldn't understand the way he looked into my eyes but he knew deeply that this wasn't supposed to happen. "A- Are you real?" I sniffled, tears forming at the corners of my eyes as he walked closer to me, which made me let out a yelp in fear, covering my face with my arms. "Get away from me!" I cried out as he shushed me right away, scared of getting caught by other people as well and he locked the door behind me shut.

I don't understand. How can someone like him exist?

"I'm not going to hurt you,” he said, his face full of guilt as he even took a few steps away. I uncovered my face, putting both of my arms down as I looked back at him, his stare gloomy and hopeless.

"What are you?- Who even are you?" I didn't even know what to ask him first, letting out a nervous chuckle right after.

I didn't know what to do anymore.

"It's still me… but different,” He hesitantly replied.

"Do you even remember me?" I asked, already desperate as he shook his head.

I scoffed, later laughing at myself for even hoping that he would.

Everything that's been happening recently is just laughable. I can't even take it all seriously because I don't have the power to change it. I'll always live in an abnormal reality no matter how much I want to escape it.

"There's a reason for it."

Junseok came closer to me and looked down at his hand. I noticed how it didn't even cast a shadow on the blue tiles of the restroom. "The night I died, I was brought back to life by the shadows for a specific mission,” The boy said, later panning his gaze to me as I only stayed silent.

I needed to hear more.

"And if I fulfill my duty, then in return, they'll give me my life back."

[zerobaselove]

i like ofc zb1 and my ult is girls generation, but i also love hyuna, Treasure, ive, aespa & xikers but i'm also a fan of cpop, and i really liked trainee a too (a predebut bighit boy group) but i'm also a fan of wumuti since bevor boys planet and i really hope he will debut soon and in general all the guys from boys planet that i have voted for should soon debut and i will def become their fan

who do you like? 🤔

omg this is such a good list !! my like main groups other than zb1 are verivery, cravity, oneus, p1harmony and some others that i rlly rlly keep up w but i stan way way more !! and xikers are very quickly climbing my list too.

bp boys wise i’ve been a seunghwan stan since u19 i need him in a permanent group SOOO bad !! but some of my other top picks that i love are kamden (my beloved), junhyeon, haruto, seongmin, woonggi, ollie (my son fr) and honestly so many more :’) i rlly just love so many of those boys fr <333

[oursupermansday]

¡Estoy aquí! Y para mi siempre será increíble el poder escribirte, más si es con una razón tan importante como celebrar que existes y que eres parte indispensable de mi vida.

Me resulta tan lindo que este sea el segundo año que te acompaño, si me pongo a pensar detenidamente, el tiempo ha pasado muy rápido y también, me resulta curioso que se siente como si llevaras en mi vida desde siempre, tu compañía es algo tan cálido y honesto que no tardas mucho en acostumbrarte a ello y tampoco en hacerlo parte de tu día a día, o por lo menos eso me pasó a mi. Sé que el inicio de nuestro vinculo no fue en el ambiente más sano y ameno, en realidad, pienso que existíamos en un gran desastre, pero tu siempre destacaste de el y me sentí agradecida de poder ser parte de tu vida y que después de tanto, sigas aquí. Gracias por nunca abandonarme y llevarme contigo a donde sea que vayas.

¿Viste la foto que acompaña esta cartita? Ellos pertenecen a mi serie favorita, son Seunghwan y Jiwoong, su amistad siempre me recordó a nosotros porque el uno para el otro son los hermanos que nunca tuvieron, su compañía los hacía sentir menos solos en el mundo y si los veías en algo, siempre era juntos. Desde muy chiquitos no hay algo que haya podido separarlos, y lo mismo deseo que suceda con nosotros.

Nunca fui alguien muy dependiente de las personas, tengo la creencia de que si se quedan o se van, es por una razón; con muy pocas personas he pensado diferente y una de ellas eres tú, en este momento de mi vida perderte a ti, significa perder a uno de mis mejores amigos, significaría perder a mi familia y gran parte de la luz que mantiene mi corazón iluminado, si hay algo que quisiera prometerte ahora mismo, es que siempre haré todo lo que esté a mi alcance para protegerte a ti y a nuestro vinculo, soy yo contra todo lo que quiera dañarte, porque no hay ni una sola cosa que yo no haría por ti, por tu bienestar y por mantenerte conmigo (siempre y cuando quieras quedarte). Aquí tienes a alguien que va a cuidarte sin importar nada, y si en algún momento necesitas un lugar seguro para esconderte, no dudes en venir, tú nunca tendrás las puertas cerradas en mi escondite.

Quisiera agradecerte simplemente por existir, entiendo que hay momentos en los que es complicado hacerlo pero siempre he admirado la valentía y el coraje que tienes para levantarte aún cuando es lo que menos deseas. Gracias por estar aquí, por intentar, por sostenerte y aún así, darnos toda la luz y vibra bonita que tienes, ni los días más grises te apagas, por el contrario, creo que es cuando destacas más; y estoy feliz de poder admirar eso de cerquita. Eres una personita maravillosa, llena de vida, de luz, de esperanza y mi deseo más grande siempre será que te mantengas así y que todo lo bueno llegue a ti en el momento indicado, que en los malos momentos sepas aferrarte a lo bonito que te rodea, que aceptes tus sentimientos y con ellos, encuentres cada día una mejor versión de ti.

No olvides que para mi, jamás pasas desapercibido, noto tu ausencia y tu presencia ilumina mi existencia. Eres mi farito, eso nada ni nadie va a cambiarlo. Todo el amor que te tengo es infinito, que sepas y no olvides que eres el mejor [y el único] hermano que la vida pudo darme. No me queda más que desearte la vida más feliz, si hay alguien que la merece, eres tú. Sonríe mucho y permítenos celebrarte, no tienes una idea de toda la felicidad que nos das siempre, ahora es justo devolverte un poquito de ella.

Feliz vueltita al sol;

te ama un millón de universos, Fallynè.

[larmestendres]

rainbow halo.

[baejl]

like water

red velvet 6th member au \\ superm 8th member au

jaein gets to listen to wendy’s solo before everyone else

WARNINGS: mentions of wendy’s accident

masterlist 🦋 requests are open feedback is awalys important to me!

Walking into the studio Wendy told her she'd be, Jaein still tried to convince herself that meeting her in a studio again was really happening and it was not a dream. For the last year, this seemed to be such a distant hope but now she was finally there.

"Hello everyone!" Jaein happily said, greeting all the staff and producers in the studio. She startled a bit when a camera suddenly got on her face, indicating that she was also making the recording vlogs.

"Hello, Jaein-ah!" Wendy said spreading her arms and the girl hugged her. "Who are you doing?"

"I'm fine. Excited to see the results, but fine." Jaein answered and some staff laugh. "What about you, unnie? It's been a while."

Wendy whined and leaned her head back on the couch, still holding Jaein's hand. Giggling, Jaein pocked the side of her belly and Wendy flinched, sitting correctly.

"I'm more nervous now that you're here. It looks more real now." she answered, nodding. "Was it like this with you too? This adrenaline?" 

"Puf," Jaein puffed. "It took me almost an hour just to calm down and get the first verse right." she answered and the girl giggled. "How long did it take you to finish the songs?" 

"Six hours each." Wendy answered. Jaein widened her eyes and placed a hand on her chest.

"Whoa! Unnie?! Are you crazy?! " she exclaimed, making the producers and Wendy giggle.

"Do you know why I asked you to come here?" Wendy suddenly asked her and she shook her head. "It wasn't to record ad-libs or do harmonies."

"Hm?" Jaein hummed, tilting her head to the side.

"Many people may don't know about this but, when what happened happened, you stood beside me all the time. Even on my way to the hospital. Right?"

Jaein instantly felt a knot growing on her throat and her eyes getting teary, but she still nodded.

Since when Wendy came back, they never really got the chance to talk about it. Jaein would be too embarrassed to ask her and Wendy was busy with the recovery process.

"And, I'm not taking the credits from the other girls, but even when you were with SuperM you made sure to mention Red Velvet and honour our group on this hiatus. The girls and I were talking about this yesterday at the dorm and we feel like we don't thank you enough for the effort you always make for us." she explained further.

"I already told you you don't have to. We're family." Jaein sniffled, wiping a tear with her sweater paws.

"When I explained what I wanted to the lyricist, I also said that on top of everything I wanted the song to be meant for a friend that helped me going through a lot and when I got the lyrics, I made sure to keep it hidden from you because I wanted it to be a surprise..." Wendy made a sign to the producer and he pressed the space bar on the keyboard. When sweet guitar chords echoed through the sound system, Jaein realised what it was. "So, here's Like Water."

"Ay, unnie!" Jaein whined, not even caring about cleaning the tears anymore. "Why are you doing this to me?"

Laughing, Wendy brought Jaein closer in a hug and Jaein placed her head on Wendy's shoulder and she listened to the song while Wendy hummed the melody. When Wendy sang 'I just want to thank you for believing me', Jaein pouted. 

She had never done anything for the girls expecting them to do something in return, but it was so good to see that they valued her work and passion for the group. 

When the song was over, Jaein and Wendy were a crying mess and even the staff had tears in their eyes, touched by the scene they were witnessing. 

"I love you, unnie." Jaein mumbled, hugging Wendy. "Thank you so, so much." 

"Awn, I love you more!" Wendy answered, chuckling. "You absolutely deserve it, Jaein."

"Oh my God." Jaein answered, clearing her tears. A bit of the mascara she used got out and she showed it to Wendy as if she was mad. "You made me ruin my mascara with your incredible song!"

[soeuns]

WENDY ✧ HARPER'S BAZAAR KOREA (JAN. 2021)

[kerushirei]

Son Seunghwan (Red Velvet) — avatars 400x640 ( galerie )

[a-child-ish]

(like water)

[nuitdhiverasa]

galerie (31)

[code-twentyfive]

Seulgi

Red velvet

RV

[mgnifiqueyoo]

Book: "Vessel." Pairing: Oh Junseok (ATBO) x Reader 1.19 - "ΟΙ ΦΙΛΟΙ." Word Count: 2,067

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───── ❝ friends. ❞ ─────

My chin leaned against my knuckles as I stared off into the distance of the university's swim team.

I didn't want to let Hyunjun know about anything that happened last week. It's difficult to keep it from him but it's the best thing Seunghwan and I could do. Neither one of us wanted Hyunjun to fall into this complicated… complicated crap.

As the bright boy climbed his way up from the pool's ladder, lifting his goggles away from his sight as he flashed the two of us a smile. “You're good!” Hyunjun complimented him as the swimmer took off the cap over his head, later fixing his hair for a bit. 

“I've been practicing lately. Good thing that practice does pay off!” Seunghwan chuckled as he turned to look back at me, stopping for a few moments before facing the boy next to me.

The atmosphere was so tense that I knew I had to say something. “You never take that thing off, do you?” I pointed towards the necklace he always wore as Seunghwan glanced at it, later returning me a smile. 

Did he fake it or not? Because that was pretty convincing.

“I'm starting to believe that it's my lucky charm.” He still sounded as jolly as he was when we first arrived here like nothing stupid happened between the two of us. Thankfully, Hyunjun seemed to not notice anything as his gaze was focused on the necklace instead. “Anyway, wait for me! I'll just go change!” Seunghwan then blurted out all of a sudden, making his way out of the conversation as he left Hyunjun and me alone together.

I'm starting to feel like there's something that should be here… Or should I say, someone?

Oh, him.

I hope he's doing better.

“Hey, I just noticed you seem a little exhausted lately. Is everything all good with you?” The cloud-looking boy asked, curious and concerned over me as I nodded; I can't let him know about my situation with Seunghwan.

And I can't tell him anything about Junseok either, which is honestly worse. “Yeah! I'm doing fine. Just recovering from the fever, you know?” I quickly came up with a lie as he only hummed bluntly, probably finding me suspicious. 

Before he could respond, Seunghwan was already out of the locker room as he headed towards us, carrying his bag of clothes in both of his arms. “We should probably find a table now.” The bright boy suggested, snickering afterward.

The three of us didn't even take a moment to think as we all made our way to the cafeteria, searching for empty seats. 

God, it's way too crowded again. I don't have a good feeling about crowds. “Y/N! Wanna sit with us?” A familiar voice loudly asked in the middle of the busy space, which caused me to turn around and find out that it was… him.

It was the mayor's son, Yeonjun, again. “No, thanks! She's fine with us!” Seunghwan surprisingly yelled back in the same teasing way Yeonjun did as the two were quick to link their arms with mine, leading me to a space farther as I breathed out in relief. 

Maybe it's not too bad that I'm still around him after all.

Once we reached an empty table, the three of us settled down and Seunghwan immediately started talking about that douche. “That asshole… If he just wasn't the mayor's son, I would've roundhouse kicked him already.” He was angry at him, taking another look at Yeonjun before grimacing as he even rolled his eyes after. 

Hyunjun, on the other hand, was just as irritated as he was as he began to take a sip from his water bottle. “To be fair, Junseok already did that- Where is he, anyway? I haven't seen him today.”

Mentioning his name, Seunghwan and I quickly exchanged looks as we both were clearly startled by what he asked. Maybe to Hyunjun, it was still something normal, however, things aren’t just the same anymore ever since Junseok entered my life once again. 

“Oh, him? Uh, I don’t see him either.” The other one replied cautiously, eyes twitching as he went on with the lie, later staring off at the distance instead.

But this time, Hyunjun finally had a look of suspicion towards us, who kept a secret from him. “You know? You guys are acting weird.” He mentioned without a pause, contrasting with how nervous Seunghwan sounded earlier. Rather than bickering with him like usual, the younger one stayed silent as he set his gaze on his phone’s screen, scrolling down multiple times.

And I thought that was just the end of it when a professor approached our table.

“Which one of you is Y/N L/N?” The tall lecturer asked as the two pointed towards me, causing me to get up from my seat in curiosity. It was my first time to be looked for by a teacher since I just wasn’t too much of an active kid before. 

But why now? I mean, I’ve done nothing wrong, right?

Straightening my posture, I cleared my throat as I mentally prepared myself for whatever the reason as to why a professor was looking for me. “Yes, Sir?” I uttered, unsure as I didn’t know his name until I glanced at the ID he wore. 

His name was Younghoon Kim, a member of the guidance council and the professor for theatre class… Oh, shit. Am I in trouble?

“Can you come with me for a bit? I have something to discuss with you.”

I stood still as if my legs were stuck on the ground, not knowing how to answer him as I turned to look at the two who sat at the table behind me. Both looked clueless over why I was suddenly asked to be around the professor as all I could do was nod. 

I had no choice. If I mess up once, disaster might happen and I don’t want to get entangled with it.

Mr. Kim and I later headed our way out of the cafeteria, resulting in other students staring back at us as if I was getting arrested. The lecturer was tall and lanky, a bit awkward yet his face was gentle and full of elegance as if he was born a model. His coat swayed along the breeze, which was fast yet short. 

I still have no idea why I’m around him.

When we were finally left to the space around the halls, the professor looked around for a while, checking the surroundings before looking straight into me. “Miss L/N, I know you are an exceptionally bright student.” He started the conversation, his voice filled with solace but there was still that underlying tone that made me think that it was abrupt. “But you are not meeting your requirements as a university scholar.” He revealed right away, which made me hold my breath.

Was I too distracted with Junseok already? 

“And as a school counselor, I need to remind you of this. I will give you a month to make up for this gap. You must do your best or this opportunity could be taken away,” he stated his condition as he looked around the halls of the university once again, probably trying to watch his words. 

How are my parents going to react to this? I guess they already know about this since they’re good with that kind of thing, right?

They’re good at lying straight to my face. “I wish you the best but please, take this seriously,” Mr. Kim warned as he left me all alone with those words of dissatisfaction. Great. Now, I have another thing to deal with.

What a time to be alive.

At that moment, I realized that there were still high expectations coming my way even if I had already passed the first step. 

What's the first step? Passing the two tests of the university that I dreamed of attending. At first, trying to reach that goal was so normal to me as if the next half of my younger years were dedicated to just that.

And now, I don’t know but it felt as if that driving force was gone and I had no single idea of how to be constant with it at least. 

Was it wrong for me to have high expectations for myself too? I don’t have clear answers but looking at my situation now, I’m somewhere in the middle of right and wrong. 

Making my way back into the cafeteria, the way I walked with so little effort was eye-catching and Yeonjun even tried to point it out yet he decided to whisper the comments towards his little friend group, which made his four other shitty friends laugh as it felt like it was high school all over again. 

Where I’d always be left alone as the outcast.

As I saw the only two genuine friends I had, I quickened my pace and sat with them at the table as I noticed that they’ve already got themselves their lunch. “We didn’t know what you wanted in the menu so we just got you a burger, is that okay?” Hyunjun asked as I hummed with a smile on my face, later taking the food in my hands as I chowed down to it.

Lifting my head, the two of them had glares of judgment. 

Not the kind of judgment that was made out of dislike but rather the suspecting kind, which was something that’s better yet I was still not used to it.

“Did something happen with the professor? Or not?” Seunghwan introduced us to his half-thought assumptions right away, causing me to let out a sigh before giving both of them a thumbs-up. Even if it was his first guess, he was still surprised to know that he was right about it. “Huh? What happened, then?” He questioned, paying zero attention to his can of cola as he placed it back on the tray.

I didn’t know how to tell them because I thought that it was more of a personal issue instead of something they could work with. “Oh, it’s nothing,” I muttered, slurring my words a bit, which made Hyunjun raise an eyebrow at me. 

“Y/N, I know you’re lying. Just tell us what’s up.” He insisted, leaving me again with no other choice.

“Fine!” I blurted out, frustrated with every situation that I was in. “... I might get dropped out of the scholarship program if I don’t make it up for the month. Are you happy now?”

They were hushed, frozen, and puzzled over what I said. “You’re part of that program?” The bright boy was taken aback by it as I hummed shortly, looking away from him as I remembered the argument we had last week. 

“I didn’t know you were a part of that. I’m so sorry.” Hyunjun later apologized softly, not being aware of the pressure that was resting over me like a huge boulder.

I should’ve taken it more seriously. Not a lot of clever, hardworking students had the chance to at least get near my slot. “Why didn’t you tell us about this? That you were a university scholar? We could’ve helped you out!” Seunghwan expressed his distress towards it as I knew that he also meant something else instead.

I guess he actually felt bothered by the fact that I was working with Junseok.

“I don’t know… I’m just used to working alone.” I confessed gloomily, realizing how much of a burden I was towards my friends. “I didn't have this many friends before.”

There wasn’t an excuse for it anymore since I could’ve asked them for help. I mean, I know I’ve just known them for a while but I didn’t even think of the fact that we were inseparable. 

That our friendship was no different from the friendship Junseok and I once had. “Well, you’re sitting with us now so obviously, you’re not alone anymore,” the cloudy boy stated genuinely, mixing his humor with his words of comfort as I smiled back at them.

They’re right.

I’m not on my own anymore. I still have them.