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Drama Club AU

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Ah crap. How did it end up like this.

Kim Namwoon thought as three members of Cheon Inho's gang surrounded him. One of them grabs his collar.

"Well?"

"Hmm. Let me think. How about HELL N-."

The man hits Namwoon in the face, causing him to wince from the pain.

"How about now?"

Namwoon shoots a smug look of defiance. "Go fuck yourselves."

Just as they were about to beat the living crap out of him, a voice came out of nowhere entered the conversation. "You three still causing problems huh?"

"Shit. It's the Sword Demon!"

Sword Demon? Damn. That sounds so badass.

Namwoon hears the sound of a sword slightly unsheathing when the "Scram! If you don't want a taste of my blade."

"Eeekkk!!" Not wasting anytime, the three scrambled off as quickly as they could.

As his collar was released, Namwoon stumbles to grounds and rubs his swollen cheek.

A girl?

Noticing the ponytail that was breezing through the afternoon air. She was wearing some sort of white admiral costume while sporting a sword hanging from a belt. He then trails to her face and notices her black eyes. Namwoon was about to continue admiring her when the figure asks him.

"You okay?"

Realizing that the question was directed at him, "Hm," nodding. "Uhm. Thanks, Sword Demon-nim."

"Sigh. Please don't call me that," as a weary look grew on her face. She took a deep breath and exhaled to calm herself. "The name is Lee Jihye. You can call me Jihye."

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"So let me get this straight. You're part of the drama club?"

"Yes." That explains the costume.

"And the troupe's name is Kim Dokja's Co.?"

"Yes."

"What kind of troupe name is Kim Dokja's Co.?"

"Long story. Don't ask," Jihye said with distant eyes.

Sensing the unwanted topic, Namwoon decides to switch to another.

"By the way, you dropped this there a while back."

Jihye's mouth hung open as she stared at the button Namwoon was holding and then to the cufflink where the button was suppose to be.

"Ahhhh!! Seolhwa-unni is going to kill me," Jihye cried.

"Uhm. It's not that bad. I could probably sew it back if you want? I have a kit right he-". As Namwoon scavenges for his sewing kit, a small bag falls to the ground spilling it's contents. One of it's contents, an eyeliner, hits Jihye's foot.

"Is this an eyeliner?" Jihye says while picking up and opening said item.

Namwoon froze. She's going to think I'm a weirdo for having a makeup kit with me. Ahh. I wanna disappear right now.

He then turns to Jihye who then notices his stare and asks.

Jihye tilts her head, "what's wrong?"

"...Don't you find it weird?"

"I mean. I'm not the greatest judge for weirdness since my scale has since been broken when I joined the troupe but... I don't think it's weird."

Namwoon dumbfoundingly stares at her. All his life, he has only received judgemental looks for his girly hobbies. From his classmates. From his friends. And even his own family. Then on, he decided to never tell anyone about it. Like a secret locked in his heart. And yet, this girl...

"In fact, I think it's pretty cool so please take pride in what you love."

Namwoon stares at her as she gives the most adorable smile.

A heavy feeling was swelling in his heart and it felt like it was about to burst. What once was locked is finally opening. This girl has no idea what she's doing to him. She has no idea that her words have saved him.

Probably sensing the weird atmosphere, Jihye rubs the back of her neck while mumbling something about her being bad at this sort of thing.

Seeing her shy expression in contrast to aggressive one a while back, Namwoon couldn't help but find it endearing.

Realizing his thoughts, he then covers his mouth and looks away trying not to show his flushed face.

Damn.

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"Wow. You're really good at this. You should consider joining the drama club. We could really use the extra hands." Jihye admiringly extends her arm where the button was newly sewn.

"Not the sewing club?"

"Hey. I scouted you first. Plus, you won't feel out of place. Weird and all."

"Somehow that doesn't sound comforting," Namwoon said while trying to stifle a laugh.

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That's the story of how Kim Namwoon joined the drama club. Please go easy on me. I'm not a writer but a humble reader (dokja). It was so difficult to piece my thoughts together. Major respect to fic writers out there.