#character: yoon nayeon.

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SKZ Code: Behind the Scenes

genre. A (heavy), F (eventually at the end)

warnings. Cheating, gaslighting, arguing, grabbing, cursing, swearing

additional notes. Female! Reader | You/Your pronouns, reader is aged between Hyunjin and Han, includes all members of Stray Kids

pairing. Yoon Jeonghan x Reader, Platonic!Felix x Reader, ot8 x 9th member reader

w.c. 7.6K

synopsis. Things get heated as emotional problems follow Y/N on set after an overdue encounter with her boyfriend. So what happens when something happens to triggers that fresh memory?

a/n. This is my first ever "published" kpop fic...be nice to me LMAO After having watched SKZ CODE ep. 40, that scene between Hyunjin and Han really stuck with me and just would not get out of my head, thus, this is the result. Constructive criticism would be nice, I feel like I added a lot of detail and it could get muddled and just become a wall of text, let me know what you think.

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This in no way reflects the actual persons involved/based in this fic, nor their actual character. This is purely fiction.

Friday, 11:53 PM, unknown club in Hongdae

There were people all around you. Many of which were bumping and grinding on each other as they enjoyed themselves in all corners of the darkened building. The bass that reverberated throughout the entire club you were currently in was thumping so loud that you couldn’t differentiate it from the wild beating of your heart. The thrumming in your body kept you grounded as you walked through the dense crowd. LEDs were blinking with multicolored filters and there were even a few fog machines that made the place more hip than cliché. Unfortunately, the constant flashing of said lights made the oncoming headache you had, worse.

God, you wanted to leave.

You weren’t even supposed to be there in the first place. But you had gotten a text from Nayeon an hour earlier that just had “???” and then immediately after a photo of what looked like your boyfriend looking really fucking cozy with some girl for someone who had supposedly stayed late for practice at his company that night.

So there you were, in some random club in Hongdae, trying to keep yourself from turning into a mess. Dating ban be damned, you weren’t the only idol that had tried to date in secret, and you certainly wouldn’t be the last. Yet in this instance, as you made your way to the second floor VIP area, maybe you should have just followed the rules instead…

Was sneaking out of your dorm at the risk of your reputation and that of your group to get some answers a good idea? Absolutely not. And having had left yours and Hyunjin’s nightly skin care routine; claiming a, now very real, headache to go there didn’t make it any better. You’d be in for the scolding of a lifetime if any of the guys were to find out you where you were.

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Saturday, 12:45 AM, VIP lounge, unknown club in Hongdae

Moving past the bouncer of the VIP section, Nayeon walked up, having waited for you to come. One look at your distressed state and she quickly pulled you into a hug. Letting go and without another word she turned you to the left and you finally came face to face with what you had been hoping was misunderstanding until this very moment.

Just like it had been in the photo Nayeon had sent earlier, there he was. An overly relaxed looking Jeonghan manspreading in his seat as an unknown pretty girl, who looked far too comfortable for it to be their first time together like this, sat perched on his lap. You both watched as she leaned down to whisper in his ear, placing her hand none too subtly on his chest in the process. The grin he gave her as he wrapped his arm around her waist was what snapped you out of your stupor.

“Y/N, wait!” Nayeon yelled after you as you finally found the will to move forward. Certain now that the thrumming you felt earlier was your heart and not the music.

You were practically in front of them and yet they paid you no mind. In their own little bubble, ignorant to the storm inside you. “Yah… Yoon Jeonghan, are you fucking kidding me?”

Jeonghan glanced at you slowly, like he hadn’t a care in the world for whoever was interrupting him, only to sit up from his slouched position, eyes wide in shock. Instantly pulling away from the girl that had basically plastered herself onto him. “Y-Y/N! What are you doing here?” He managed to stutter out, frantically looking around, unsure of how you got there.

“I should be asking you the same thing. The PLEDIS building sure got a damn upgrade since the last time I was there,” the venom in your voice apparent even over the loud music.

“Baby, please, it’s not what it looks like!” He gets up from his seat to get into your personal bubble to be heard. You see from your peripheral that the girl he was with slink off to somewhere else. The booming of the music made it hard to hear him but it’s easy to tell that he was trying to make excuses. Jeonghan probably felt the same way because in the next instance he was grabbing you by the arm and all but dragged you to the outside smoking balcony. You try to jerk free but he’s stronger than you, though he is struggling.

“Let me go!”

The balcony is empty of other people surprisingly and the music is still loud out there but at least you’re able to hear each other better as he whorls around to face you.

“Not until you hear me out!”

“There’s nothing for me to hear! It looks like my boyfriend was about to get Real. Fucking. Personal. With. Someone. Else.” You punctuate each word with a jab to his chest.

He grabs on to the appendage only to then forcefully let go as he steps away from you. The tick in his jaw letting you know he was already annoyed.

Good. So were you.

“Look would you just chill the fuck out! We weren’t even doing anything.”

“…She was sitting on your lap and you weren’t doing shit about it…”

“So she was sitting on my lap, who the fuck cares?”

“I do! And as my “boyfriend”, you should have had some respect for your partner and not do shit like that! How do you think that makes me feel Jeong?”

“Oh my god babe, it’s not that serious,” he says as he rolls his eyes, as if exasperated. He raked a hand through his hair, frustration evident in his body language.

“Ok, so if you were to see me with some random guy in the position you were in just now, it’d be fine? Is what you’re telling me?” You question hypothetically while aggressively gesturing to the building behind you.

“Babe…”

“No, I want to understand. Cause you’re saying it wasn’t that bad right? So I can just go inside and find some guy to get with and you’ll be ok with it, right?”

“…You’re starting to piss me off.”

“News flash, I’m already pissed off. If Nayeon hadn’t—���

“Nayeon? Oh yeah,” he spat out as he rolled his neck, “now it makes so much fucking sense. You know she fucking hates me babe, hasn’t liked me since you introduced us eight months ago. I told you she’s not a good friend if she keeps trying to break us up.”

“Oh my god, not this again...,” Now it’s your turn to roll your eyes.

“She’s always putting shit inside your head about us! She’ll say anything—"

“That’s not the fucking point right now! The point is that if you’re willing to do this in front of people, what kind of things are you doing when no one’s a-fucking-round! I know what I saw Jeonghan!”

“Jesus fuck! I made out with someone one time at a party and now you hold it over my head!”

“Because if DK and I hadn’t’ve caught you you probably would have slept with her! You practically had your hand up her dress that time!”

“She literally means nothing to me!”

“So, you’re willing to risk our relationship for nothing?”

“You’re being so dramatic right now for no reason!”

“No reason?” You were stunned.

“It’s not that big a deal! God, if I had known that you were going to be this insecure about our relationship, I wouldn’t have even asked you out!”

“I’m only like this because of what you did!”

The both of you were far too into your heated argument to notice that the door to the balcony open and close.

Only a split second passed as Jeonghan latched onto your arm tightly again and got in your face. You whimper out at the sudden contact knowing full well you’d most likely have a hand shaped bruise to cover up later.

You wince as pain radiates up your arm.

“Let’s get one thing fucking straight—”

But he never got the chance to finish his sentence as he was forcefully yanked away from you. The familiar multicolored hair of you bandmember stands in front of you as Jeonghan nurses his now bruising cheek.

“Felix…?” You whisper in wonder. What was he doing there? How did he know where to find you? Your heart picks up from the adrenaline of this night.

“Don’t you ever put your hands on her again, do you hear me?” Felix said evenly, glaring daggers at Jeonghan. Felix may have been shorter than him but in that moment, he was the most intimidating of the two.

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Saturday, 2:19 AM, Felix’s bedroom – VOCALRACHA dorm

You sat in the back of the blacked-out car that Felix has pulled up in. The driver giving the two of you a moment as Felix comforts your hunched over crying form.

You had learned that when you had first confronted Jeonghan, Nayeon had a feeling something would go wrong and immediately went to call Felix. He had been in the middle of playing one of his games when he got the call and proceeded to also sneak out if his dorm to meet her at the front of the club. From there, he got the gist of the information and made his way upstairs with the thought of being a mediator. Only with what he witnessed, it quickly put an end to that idea.

It was Felix who had opened the door to the balcony in the middle of your argument and lost it when Jeonghan put his hands on you.

After that was a bit of a blur for you as Nayeon and Felix maneuvered you through the club discreetly in case someone saw and the media get a hold of that information. All you knew is that Jeonghan tried to come at the two of you but the 63 taekwondo medal holder put him in his place. Felix eventually managed to get you out of there safely but not before letting you confirm out loud that it was officially over between you and Jeonghan.

Jeonghan was too busy writhing in pain to argue back.

So here you were, finally allowing yourself to feel all the emotions of the night, crying into Felix as he pats your hair soothingly, protective arm wrapped around you.

“I’m sorry you had to come out h-here,” you hiccup.

“It’s alright Jellybean, I’m just glad I got there in time to stop him from doing anything more to you. How’s your arm?”

Sniffling, you pull back from him and shift your arm forward. He turns on the flashlight from his phone to see and the both of you come face to face with the repercussions of angry actions. As you thought, an outline of bruised digits were beginning to form like a bad tattoo on your bicep.

He sucks a breath between his teeth as he ghosts his fingers over the bruise. He’s silent as he tries to reel in his anger as he fights himself on going back inside and beating the shit out of the other idol.

But one look at your tear-stained face stops him.

“I’ll tell Chan and Lee Know-hyung that I called you over to our dorm later so they won’t go looking for you. That way you can just stay in my room.”

“Oh Lix, you don’t have—”

“No it’s ok, I don’t think you should be alone right now and I’m pretty sure you don’t want anyone to know about what happened.”

You stay quiet because you know he’s right. Reluctantly, you nod at his offer, grateful for the angel of your group.

He gives you a small sad smile as he brings you back into his arms, placing a comforting kiss on your head. Doesn’t say a word when you quietly start to cry again; just continues to pat your hair as the driver comes back into the car and takes the both of you back to Felix’s dorm.

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You spent a total of 5 days in Felix’s room, crying. You finally managed to explain to Felix that you and Jeonghan had been secretly dating for about 10 months until then but that he had already cheated one you at least once, that you know of, before at an after party of one of the award shows. One of Jeonghan’s members had been with you when you caught him in the act and had gotten you out of there before a scene was caused.

You’d forgiven him after some heavy persuasion on his part but that left you feeling insecure about the relationship since it happened just about a month ago. He’d always had anger issues, but the night at the club was the first time he ever tried to grab you like that. When Nayeon eunnie messaged you that Friday night about seeing him with a different girl this time; you had to confront him before he had a chance to deny it.

You felt bad but Felix kept reassuring you that it was ok that you stayed there and that made you want to cry more. As he promised, he messaged the oldest members of your whereabouts. And with good timing too since according to Chan, Hyunjin had went into your room Saturday morning to wake you for the morning skin routine, but you were gone and he was about ready to freak out.

After that first night, Felix came up with the plan to say that you got hit with a weird bug and that it’d be too much of a hassle to move you back to your room in the 3RACHA dorm (plus  you and Hyunjin) so you might as well just stay in his room for the time being. Minho came to check on you that night, but Felix managed to convince him that it wasn’t bad enough to go to the hospital; you just needed to rest and eat something not too heavy. It wasn’t that far off from the truth honestly, and it was a good excuse to stop anyone else from checking up on you.

So Felix’s room was now a designated “quarantine zone” and no one was allowed to go in and bother you. Felix being the only one able to go in and out since it was his room after all. Your phone had been bombarded with texts from all your members trying to check up on you, pinging every few minutes with memes and well wishes. It wasn’t until you kept getting back-to-back calls and texts from your now ex-boyfriend that you turned off your phone, not wanting to deal with him now or ever again.

Just like you thought, the bruise on your arm had gotten darker and it was easy to tell what had caused it. With just one glance at your arm, you knew that with how protective the guys were over you, that the entirety of Stray Kids would go looking for a fight with your ex and your group absolutely did not need any heat in the media right now. It was hard enough keeping Lix from going out there once he looked at your arm again and taking matters into his own hands. Let alone all eight of them if word got out.

No, you had just wanted to wallow in self-pity for now.

Currently, Felix sat next to you in bed as you lay curled up by his side. He was letting you know that Chan had stopped by again to check on you when you were asleep earlier and had left you your designated SKZOO, a bear cub named Gom-N/N-ie, to “help you feel bettah.” You felt guilty for lying to him, all of them really, after that while accepting your SKZOO from the sunshine man. Bringing it to your chest, you bury your face in the familiar feeling of your plushie.

“You know you don’t have to go tomorrow, right? We can tell the managers that you’re sick, too,” Felix’s deep voice broke through the quiet of the room from his spot next to you as he gently combed his fingers through your hair. Tomorrow all of you were to begin shooting for a special new episode of SKZ Code for Chuseok. You’d completely forgot about it until you overheard Minho and Innie talking about it outside of the door earlier.

You were quiet for a moment, contemplating on what you should say and do. You know you can’t keep hiding out in Felix’s room like this, it’s not fair to him. He doesn’t like lying to the other members either yet is doing it just for your sake. He’s been working hard to deflect any and all questions, comments and concerns about your wellbeing while also placating everyone else. You’ve definitely put your younger member in a difficult position.

You owe him a lot, your little sunshine.

“…I’ll go.”

His hand stills in your hair, waiting to see if you’ll say anything else.

“I’ll go with everyone tomorrow. You’re probably sick of me being in here anyways,” you quietly laugh out.

“Naur, what?” His Aussie accent coming out as he switches from Korean to English and back again. “I’m not sick of you, I could never be. If anything, the others are jealous cause I’m the only one that’s gotten to see you!”

“That’s such a lie, Lee Yongbok!” you finally laugh out loud for the first time since Friday night while swatting him in the leg playfully.

“It’s true, noona! Binnie Hyung was about ready to tackle me to get inside the room yesterday!”

The image alone of your buff bun trying to tackle your sunshine lad had you in stitches. What you didn’t see was the loving gaze of said sunshine, glad to see you at least somewhat happy again after everything that’s happened.

For this moment in time, that’s all he could ask for.

Felix gently grazes his fingers over your bruised arm, his smile slightly faltering at what he sees. Moving his hand back to your hair, he gently pulls a few strands just to get your attention.

“It’s gonna be ok, you know. I’ll be there to help you if you need it, alright? You’re not gonna be alone.”

“I know Lix…thank you. For everything.,” you respond quietly.

His only action is to bend down and give you another comforting forehead kiss. The two of you remain quiet for the rest of the night until it was time for bed.

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Thursday, 8:15 AM, VOCALRACHA dorm

As soon as you followed Felix out of the bedroom, you were accosted by the one and only  maknae on top.

“Noona!” Jeongin yelled out, too loud for what time it was. “Are you feeling better? Do you need more medicine, a doctor?”

“Yah! Let her breathe.” The three of you jump in the middle of the hallway as the admonishing tone of Minho could be distinguished from the kitchen. He’d probably heard Innie from all the way over there.

Chuckling, you give him a small smile and a pat to his head to calm him down.

“I’m ok right now Innie, thank you for checking up on me.”

“You really had us worried noona, Lee Know-hyung was about to burst in there and take you to the hospital himself as soon as he found out you weren’t feeling good if it weren’t for Felix hyung.”

You’d figured something like that was bound to happen. You were even more grateful to Felix for all his efforts. You giggle at his comment and the three of you continue to the kitchen where Seungmin was also waiting.

“Morning everyone,” you greeted, sitting down next to the second youngest of you all.

“Are you sure you’re feeling ok enough to shoot today?” Seungmin asks quietly while placing a cup of juice in front of you which you gratefully take. You nod in agreeance as a bowl of porridge is placed in front of you. Minho pats your head before walking away to get the other dishes for breakfast.

“We’ll let the director-nim know that you should take it easier today at least,” he says while serving the rest of the guys at the table. Before you can protest, he sends you a heated look that leaves no room for argument.

With a twitch to your lips, you can’t help but to agree with him too. “I understand, thank you for breakfast.”

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Thursday, 11:15 AM – SKZ Code shoot location, dressing room 1

Meeting the other half of your group went just about the same. Except more scolding from Hyunjin for skipping out on your daily routine. Although that was mostly an excuse because he was just so worried when he didn’t see you in your room that first morning.

“Really Y/N-ie, you should have messaged me first!” the pout on his lips not hard to find as he tugs on your sleeve.

“Y/N-ah, you should have seen him!” the boisterous voice of Changbin joins the two of you as you sit in your designated dressing room waiting for your leader’s return. The two of them immediately ambushing you, much like Jeongin this morning, upon your arrival. “He wouldn’t stop bothering Channie hyung for information on how you were doing!”

That evokes the lankier one of the two to get flustered and from there the two start a playful argument of no-I-wasn’t’s and yes-you-were’s. Just being with them again really did set your mind and heart at easy after the past couple of days. Not to mention a good distraction.

A quiet “noona” catches your attention from the squabble in front of you and has you turning to face Han questioningly.

“I brought you a red ginseng drink to keep your health up today.”

You wanted to cry again for an altogether different reason. Your members cared for you so much, each in their own different ways. You don’t know what you’d do without them.

“Ahh, thank you, Hannie. I’ll drink this right now.” The initial taste of the ginger is gross but it had a hint of sweetness at the end so the overall drink wasn’t too bad. Especially if you try to take it all in one go.

Han sits next to you on the couch, Felix following shortly after, as I.N and Minho join in on the fray to annoy the already hyped-up boys. Although they could all be loud and wild sometimes, it was just a part of their charm.

Chan comes back into the room about 5 minutes later gaining everyone’s attention.

“Alright, I got everything squared away with the director and producers. Y/N, they know you’re just getting better,” he states, staring directly at you as if he—, no there was no way, right? “So, you’re going to be given more of the easier things to do alright?”

The panic in your head only allows you to nod at him as you grab Felix’s hand for a quiet support. He doesn’t skip a beat in intertwining your hands together.

“Great, we’ve got 10 minutes before they want us to start going to make up and changing. Then we’re all going to film an intro piece for the episode. Anyone have any questions or problems with that?

When no one responded, Chan just nods and heads to the far corner and sits with his phone for a bit. You can’t help but think you feel his gaze every once in a while but brush it off as paranoia.

The time eventually comes to split off as the boys go to their own designated dressing room and you stay in the current one. The stylists helping you to get ready for what is surely to be an interesting shoot if the hanbok you have to wear is anything to go off of.

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Thursday, 1:15 PM – SKZ Code shoot location

[I.N - Lee Know's younger sister, Yongbok and Y/N's aunt]

[Changbin - High school jock / Always steps up to keep his family together]

[HAN - A sweet but strict father (But somewhat seems polite)]

[Hyunjin - The sassy mother]

[Lee Know - A tough woman but a lenient mother to Yongbok and Y/N]

[Seungmin - Survives through the attacks by Lee Know, I.N, and daughter’s Y/N and Yongbok]

[Yongbok - Sassy and brave like his mom, sister, and aunt]

[Bang Chan - The youngest son, loves his mom the most and hates his brother / Is always losing out to cousin Yongbok]

[Y/N – The exasperated oldest of the grandkids back from university/ Yongbok’s sister]

One rainy Chuseok morning, the SKZ Family are gathering in a long while today CHUSEOK SPECIAL : SKZ Family Returns

You stand off to the side, waiting for your cue to join, with the rest of the group as Channie and Felix do the beginning of the intro skit. It’s hard to keep the giggles in with how cute the both of them look and act.

“Hi...,” Chan started out shyly.

“Hi!” Felix sassed out immediately in response.

“How old are you?”

Felix counts slowly with his fingers, “…Three. How about you?”

“I’m five. I’m older than you.”

Felix plucks out two more digits to make five on his hand.

“You’re right.”

“Mm”

“You don’t look older though.”

“Why are you talking down to me?”

“Mind your own business.”

“Don’t talk down to me!”

“Don’t yell!”

“Okay…,” Chan whispers out. “Mommy!”

“Daddy!”

They both start crying and that’s your you cue to walk into the frame behind them.

“Hey! Stop crying!”

“Noona!” “Eunnie!”

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Filming was going smoothly so far. It was just the beginning though so nothing too taxing had happened yet. Felix just finished introducing himself as three-year-old Yongbok who gets her good looks from her mom and wants to live with her mother after their divorce.

“Waaah, my little sister is so cute,” you say out loud with a smile, Felix sticking his tongue out at you in response.

“Yes, both of my daughters are so cute,” Lee Know says while pinching your cheek since you sat beside him. There went your smile.

“Ahh! Mom!”

“Y/N-ie, it’s your turn to introduce yourself,” Seungmin, as your father, says not even bothering to help you out. You make a noncommittal sound as you fight with Lee Know to let go of your cheek still. More than half the guys laughing at your antics.

“Mom, please!”

“Ohh, but how can I let go of these cheeks huh,” he says in a babying tone, as he does in fact, let you go.

You rub your cheek as you sit down on the stool and face the proper direction.

“Hello, I’m Yongbok’s older sister, Y/N. I’m tirelessly working on maintaining my high marks in school but currently on break from university. So I’m glad to be home and able to spend this time with my family.”

“You get you book smarts from your dad,” Han says chuckling.

“And your street smarts from your mom,” Seungmin joins in. Lee Know, jokingly takes the bubble gun blower in front of him and aims it at his ‘husband’.

“That’s right, so you better watch what you say.”

You’re laughing at the scene before you as Hyunjin continues the skit, “Y/N-ie, what are you studying in college?”

“Uhh,” you didn’t really have a concept for this character, until you lock eyes with Chan and then the kiddie computer in front of him. “I’m studying…m-music producing?” you get out before laughing since producing was certainly not your forte. And everyone in front of you knew that.

“Noona is so cool,” Chan says from his spot on the ground. “Better than my older brother.”

“Aww, thanks Channie,” you beam at him as he beams back.

“Yah Bang Chan!” Binnie yells from behind him before yelling in pain because Chan leaned back against his legs.

“Changbin, don’t yell at you brother,” Hyunjin says as his mom.

“Mmm, my daughter is so talented. Getting in the best university of the country, getting good grades and look at her face, just like me,” He strikes a little pose. “Maybe next holiday she’ll bring home a boyfriend,” Lee Know continues in character.

The smile on your face freezes as your heart zings in pain. You’ve become still in your seat as you feel Felix’s eyes on you. He being the only ones to notice your hands balling into fists on your skirt.

“…Mom,” you start off slowly. Your hesitancy easily mistakable for your character’s young adult/college student love life being interrogated by their parent. “That’s…”

“She doesn’t need to be dating in college,” Seungmin cuts you off. “We met in college and now we’re getting a divorce!”

“Yeah but she won’t meet a mistake like you and go through any hardships. So she’ll be fine .”

Grin faltering, you begin to bite the inside of your lip to stop your eyes from getting glossy. Your nose starting to sting, a tale tell sign that you wanted to cry. Your actual hardships flashing in your mind.

“Mommy, daddy, don’t fight,” Felix tries to distract them.

“We’re not fighting,” Lee Know quickly responds as you get up from your seat to switch places with him. Felix quickly looping his arm around yours, taking your hand in his, giving it a quick squeeze.

You give him one back as you stare at a spot by your feet.

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Despite the earlier hiccup, everything was going fine. Both Lee Know and Seungmin went on to introduce themselves, which was a skit about how Lee Know got married for money and that they were in the process of getting a divorce more than anything. And then Innie looking out for his nieces because what was said in front of them.

It was then decided that Yongbok was going with Lee Know and you were going with Seungmin. Both kids pouting at this information for being separated.

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Next up was Han, who’s outfit immediately got torn to pieces by everyone in the room. Him trying to explain that he got his style from his father caused everyone to derail in laughter.

He brings back everyone’s attention by restarting his introduction.

“I’m Yongbok and Y/N-ie’s uncle, but I could be their new father.”

“Their new father?” Lee Know questions immediately as you and Felix looked shocked at him.

“I mean, I’ll be that much kinder to them.”

A few of the members understand what he means by that and Hyunjin speaks up in relief, “I was worried.”

“Hey, just a few days ago,” Seungmin speaks up from beside you asking a seemingly innocent question until it wasn’t. “Did you enjoy dinner with the friend I introduced to you?”

There was a pause in the room. Han looking a little shell-shocked as he responds.

“Why are you mentioning that now?”

Everyone’s quiet as Hyunjin gets up from his seated position. Your heartbeat picking up, flashes of your very recent tragedy of a relationship flashing in your mind. All the heartache came rushing back as the scene before you kept unfolding. Your heartbeat picking up in your chest as you look between the two.

“What does that mean?” Hyunjin asked cluelessly.

“You knew mom’s a jealous person!” Changbin yells from his spot next to I.N.

You can’t say anything as the ball of emotions in your throat gets bigger. Felix tries to comfort you but gets pulled away by Lee Know who’s trying to cover his eyes.

“Close your eyes and open your nose,” he says to Felix. If only you could shut out the blood rushing in your ears.

The deep breath that Hyunjin takes is something you felt from deep within your core. “Try explaining yourself.”

“What?”

“Try explaining.”

“You didn’t tell her?” Seungmin jumps in with a grin, making the situation worse. “I thought you did.”

It’s a joke. It’s a joke. It’s a joke.

You repeat to yourself as you try to control your breathing. It’s not their fault that you basically went through something so distressingly similar not even a week ago and they didn’t know about it. Staring at your lap, your hands begin to tremble and you can just feel your lips wobbling.

“Honey,” Han laughs out nervously.

“Was she prettier than me?”

You bring your hands up to cover part of your face. That had been one of many questions that had been plaguing you since the first time Jeonghan had cheated on you. You never got a good look at the first girl and the second girl was definitely pretty to you. You close your eyes, eyebrows furrowing, to try to block out the scene. You hope they can’t here you sniffling.

“…Yaaahh,” is all that Han can respond with, wanting to avoid answering the question.

Did he even feel guilty for what he did? Or did he just move on as if the last 10 months together didn’t mean anything?

 A warm hand on your knee makes you open your eyes and you’re met with Chan’s concerned gaze as your eyesight becomes blurry with the tears quickly gathering there. His concern quickly becomes full on worry as a single tear drops down your cheek.

You needed to get out of there, quickly. It was a wonder how the others haven’t picked up on how upset you’re getting.

“Mom, no one’s prettier than you,” Changbin pipes up as he stands up next to Hyunjin.

“That’s right!”

Did Jeonghan ask his members not to tell you anything? Were they in on everything?

 “Lee Know…?” Han questions.

“Huh?”

“Don’t tell them we met yesterday.”

Would they have told you if they knew? Or did they all laugh about you behind their backs? Did Jeonghan even like you, or did he just keep you around because you were convenient?

This endless cycle of negative questions kept spiraling in your mind as the skit the boys were doing continued to play out before you.

Lee Know, with a grin on his face, turns to look at Hyunjin who’s sat down next to Seungmin again. “It’s fine, I saw someone today too.” Hyunjin says in retaliation as he grabs onto Seungmin.

“Wait a minute…” Han starts but you’ve had enough by this point. The sob you try to hide was heard throughout the group and everyone freezes.

You hurriedly get up from your spot between Seungmin and Felix and trip twice trying to get out of there. The chaos that ensues as the fabric of your hanbok getting caught under your foot was instantaneous as Chan, Changbin, and Felix immediately try to catch you. The small leg space not making it easy to leave quickly.

“Noona?” I.N asks fearfully, breaking character as he sees the state that you’re in.

“Y/N-ah?” Minho asks from his side of the couch starting to get up from his seat.

Han, Seungmin, and Hyunjin quiet in their shock of what’s happening.

“Sorry—,  I—, Please…,” you sob out as you finally get out of the cramped space. Felix and Chan following right behind you as you run to the restroom to lock yourself in there. The door closing in both of their faces. The brief look at your expression, blotchy and covered in tears, breaking their hearts.

You hug yourself as you slide down against the door, finally allowing yourself to cry fully. Even through your sobs, you can hear the other members coming up to the other side of the door to check on you. You could faintly make out the deep timbre of Felix’s voice most likely trying to diffuse the situation which makes you cry more. You weren’t ready to face any of this, or them, now. Should have just stayed home instead of making a mess like this.

You weren’t sure how much time had passed when you heard a gentle knock on the door behind you. Your tears still flowing slowly but at least you weren’t full on sobbing now. Sniffling, you’re hesitant as you look towards the locked doorknob.

“Y/N-ah, it’s just me,” Chan says from the other side. “Everyone else went to go talk to the manager and director to give us a break right now.”

Not saying anything, he clears his throat before asking quietly, “Do you think you can let me in?”

The double entendre isn’t lost on you. Whether Chan knew what he said or not was unknown to you. With some tentativeness, you manage to wiggle to the wall to be able to unlock and open the door for him.

Chan slips into the restroom and closes the door swiftly behind him. You look small to him as you sat huddled into yourself on the ground. Not like your usual boisterous self. He doesn’t say anything as he sits down next to you. Doesn’t pressure you to say anything, either. Just sits with you, waiting patiently for you to be comfortable enough to tell him what’s wrong.

So you sit there in silence for a few moments more. Trying to gather the courage to lay yourself emotionally bare to your leader. You pick at the fabric you have on, sniffling every now and then until Chan gently places his hand over yours in comfort. And to probably stop you from tearing a hole in your clothes…

He lets you play with his hand until you manage to take a deep breath. For the second time since the whole fiasco happened, you find yourself confiding your problem with a member. Going into a bit more detail than what you did with Felix.

You told Chan everything while on the floor in that little restroom.

How you first met Jeonghan, how you kept bumping into him after the shows you all did, how you ended up exchanging numbers. To how you kept in touch after that, kept meeting up until he eventually asked you out. Occasionally sneaking out of the dorm to meet up with him at his insistence.

You thought Chan would get mad at that, but he didn’t say anything. Just squeezed your hand to get you to continue with your story.

You told Chan how you caught Jeonghan cheating the first time, and how DK all but dragged you out of there but it didn’t even matter because you saw everything. That messed you up mentally and was the reason why you had messed up a lot during dance practice the next day.

Chan remembers the day you were talking about. He thought something was wrong but kept it to himself, hoping you’d come talk to him about it, but you never did.

You explained the fight that happened a week after catching him back then. How you eventually, and stupidly, ended up forgiving him and continuing the relationship only for him to go behind your back and do it again a couple of days ago.

“So you weren’t sick?” he cuts in, finally breaking his silence.

“I mean…not in the contagious sense…,” you explain while turning to him. He nods, letting you continue as he tries to wipe the dried tears off your face.

“So yeah, Nayeon called me up that Friday night and I had to sneak out to Hongdae. Sorry…about that by the way…,” you clear your throat, avoiding eye contact with him altogether. “So I saw him literally in the act again and had to confront him about it this time. We ended up going outside and basically just having an all-out screaming match with each other. Where, by the way, he tried to gaslight the shit out of me, but it didn’t work. Thankfully, Felix showed up when he did though because Jeonghan ended up grabbing me really hard. Who knows what he could have done if Lix hadn’t gotten there in time.”

You let go of Chan’s hand, which was still intertwined with yours, to rub against your bruised shoulder.

“Wait…he put his hands on you?”

You don’t pick up on his tone as you nod and take off the jeogori jacket layer of your hanbok. Presenting your, now, heavily bruised arm, Chan takes it delicately in his hands.

“I asked the stylist to try to use coverup on it, but it was just so dark and it still hurt so she couldn’t do much about it in the end.”

Gently, he touches the colorfully marred skin not saying a word, his jaw ticking in anger at what he’s seeing.

You don’t even get a word out before he’s up and bolting out of the restroom. Face clouded in rage.

“Ch-Chan!” Scrambling, you grab the jeogori from the ground and run after him, not even bothering to put it back on. “Channie, wait!”

The other members of your group had managed to clear the room of the staff and had been hovering close the door the entire time, waiting patiently for the two of you to come out. What they weren’t expecting was an infuriated Chan and an anxious you to come out of there.

“What’s happening,” Changbin asked, lowkey getting worked up just seeing his leader on edge.

“I’m gonna kill him,” is all Chan says.

“Who?” Han asks, also getting anxious.

“Noona, what happened to your arm?” Innie asks from beside you, gently grabbing your bruised arm. That captures everyone else’s attention. Your face pales as you realize your mistake.

“Is that a bruise?” “Why does it look like a hand?” “Who the hell touched you?” “Noona, are you ok?”

“I— ,” you’re on the verge of panicking, not knowing what to do.

This catches Chan’s attention and breaks the trance of rage he’s in. He makes his way back to you and brings you into a big hug. He holds you in his arms as you try to hide away from everyone’s prying eyes.

But honestly, they’re just so worried about you.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” Channie whispers into your hair. Shaking your head, you understand everyone’s concerns, you just wish it wasn’t revealed this way.

Keeping your face in Chan’s chest to hide, your muffled response is heard. “Long story short, I got into it with an ex a couple of days ago because he was cheating and he…put his hands on me…”

Just like you thought, they were all visibly upset for you.

“This happened to you…and I was…” Han became visibly pale compared to the others as his actions up until you ran out sprang to his mind. That prompted the other boys, besides Felix, to realize why you had gotten upset enough to leave the set in the first place. All of them immediately apologizing to you, getting upset with themselves and begging for your forgiveness.

“Who is it?” Seungmin asks menacingly from somewhere behind you, voice quivering with emotion. Guard dog mode being activated.

“No, guys—”

“He’s gonna wish he only got a bruised arm once I’m done with him,” Changbin says while rolling his neck in annoyance now. Minho and Felix are taking off their own hanbok’s as I.N and Hyunjin stretch out themselves, preparing for a beatdown.

“Noona, seriously, who did this to you?” Han asks you quietly next to you, mood sad yet protective.

“Guys really, there’s nothing to forgive. You didn’t know what was going on, you don’t have to do anything,” You pipe up, finally pulling away from Chan a little. His arms tighten around you slightly, not wanting to let you go fully.

“Y/N-ah, we have every right to want to have your back on this. He’s not gonna get away with putting his hands on you,” Chan explains to you still upset about all the information that you’ve shared with him.

“No, I get that, I swear,” you rotate in his arms to face the others. “I appreciate all of you wanting to go and kick his ass. But I swear it’s not necessary. Felix already beat the shit out of him. His company put out a statement saying he’s taking a break for a bit for ‘health reasons’.”

All of you turn to Felix, who’s now taking off his headband, cool expression on his face. “I’m not against kicking his ass again, Jellybean.”

You stare at him dumbfounded until you burst into laughter because of course he wouldn’t. None of them would be. Because this is your family away from family. They’re dead set in wanting to protect you, and each other, from any and everything that could be harmful.

The others stare at you as if you’ve finally lost your mind which prompts you to just say, “I love you guys.”

Felix, besides Chan who is still holding you, is the first to step up and give you a very much needed hug. A little confused, the rest of the guys follow suit and you all end up in one massive hug.

Until one of the younger boys starts fighting with Changbin and they all break away.

“Don’t think this lets you off the hook for sneaking out of the dorm, Y/N-ah,” Chan says out loud from behind you as you’re still wrapped in his arms.

“You did what?!” Minho could be heard yelling, which causes you to groan.

© hippopotamusdreamer, est 2024. all rights reserved.

[nessinborderland]

Hungry for You

Pairing: Yoon Gwinam x Reader

Genre: Smut, Angst, Dark fic

Word Count: 5k

Summary: You want to stay alive.

In your school, zombies roam the halls and death is certain. Unknown to you, a bigger threat lingers nearby, and he's hungry. Lucky for you, he doesn't want you dead either. He just wants you as dead as he is.

Warnings⚠️ Extremely Dubious Consent, Vaginal Sex, Character Death, Blood and Violence, Blood and Gore

Notes: This work was inspired by a request that was sent via my google forms. Thank you to the anon that requested it, this was a fun one to write ;)

If you enjoyed it, please consider leaving a heart and reblogging <3

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Plunk! Tink! Bum! Bang!

You can’t listen to that fucking piano anymore. Your head hurts for a multitude of reasons, and the goddamn piano noise just outside is going to make you lose your mind, you’re sure of it.

Who are you kidding? You feel like you have lost it already. The last thirty-something hours have been nothing but a hell straight out of your foulest nightmares, and you can’t wait for it to end so you can go home and sleep the headache away. But that seems something further and further from happening with every passing hour.

A zombie apocalypse. A fucking zombie apocalypse. You can’t believe that something as unbelievable as the dead rising is fucking real. You refuse to believe it.

All you want is to sleep – beyond tired from all the running, the crying, and the fear that still makes your heartbeat race – but that seems to be impossible. Your back and neck hurt from your half-sitting, half-lying position against the wooden closet behind you, and your eyes sting from hours of crying and lack of sleep. You sigh; what you wouldn’t give right now to be safe and sound in your bed.

Tink! Bang! Plunk!

You cover your ears with a grunt and change positions on the bench you’re in, stretching your legs that are starting to tingle from being bent for so long. Your feet collide with your companion’s thigh, and you mumble a quick apology before bending your legs again with a sigh.

“It’s okay,” comes the weak reply.

You glance at the girl in front of you, eyebrows furrowing as you take in her almost catatonic state. Lee Nayeon; that’s her name.

She saved your life.

You had been so close to being a zombie meal, your legs almost giving up on you as you tried to find someone or something, or somewhere that would help you stay alive. You got inside that classroom by sheer luck, and it was by Nayeon’s grace alone that you didn’t die outside that room. If she had never opened the door for you, you would be growling with the other monsters in the corridor, waiting for the chance to sink your teeth into the flesh of the living.

So here you are, you and your companion, seemingly alone in a school that quickly became a death trap, with zombies growling in the halls and a piano grinding on your nerves.

“That’s it, I’m stopping that thing,” you proclaim as you rush to get up, limping on prickly legs as you make your way to the door.

You hesitate, your hand on the handle; is it safe? You know the answer to that: a big, fat, NO.

“What’re you doing?” Nayeon questions, her tone hesitant as she glances at your hand before looking at your face. “It’s not safe.”

“I know,” you say with a nod, followed by a gulp as you take up the courage to unlock the door. The sound of it unlocking makes you slightly jump, and your shoulders tighten as you slowly open the door just a crack. “I wanna stop the noise, that’s all.”

The adjacent room is messy, with broken furniture and musical instruments painting a chaotic scene together with the blood on the floor, but at least it appears to be empty. You are aware of the couple of zombies trapped in the room, their growls making it easier to pinpoint where they are in the dark room. You open the door a little more before remembering that the sliding doors that access the corridor are wide open.

“Nope,” you say to yourself as you close the door again, cringing as it makes a loud noise. You let out a small whimper as the zombies in the room start a wave of agitating noises, no doubt alerted by the sound of you carelessly closing the door.

You hold your breath as you wait for them to calm down, hoping that no zombies were alerted by their ruckus. The last thing you need right now is even more zombies in the area.

“Do you think that the piano will attract others here?” Nayeon’s voice right beside you startles you, and you turn to face her.

“Yeah, that’s why I’m trying to make it stop,” you answer in a whisper, “but I’m scared more will come. The sliding door is open.”

“I’ll help.”

You nod, taking a deep breath before forcing yourself to open the door a second time. Everything seems as calm as before, the growls of the trapped zombies now back to normal. You glance at the lit hallway, relieved at seeing it empty.

“Okay so,” you start, “I’m going to stop the piano while you close the door and keep watch, okay?” Nayeon nods and you give her a brief smile. “Cool, let’s do this then.”

~+

“You were supposed to keep watch!” you loudly whisper, trying your best not to shout your words. You shoot a fearful glance at the door, where new zombies bang against it with all their might, and you feel like sobbing. Fresh blood slides down your arm and drops to the floor, and your whole body shakes as you try not to panic from the burning scratch on your forearm. You see red from how furious you are. “I was almost bitten back there because of you!”

“I’m sorry!” Nayeon pleads with tears in her eyes. “I got distracted and–”

“And I almost died!” You push her then, unable to control your rage as your voice raises in tone. She falls back against the bench, eyes on the video camera in her hands. You feel your anger grow. “And all for a goddamn camera?”

“I said I was sorry, okay?” she snaps, sending you a look that reminds you a lot of the Nayeon you are more familiar with. “You don’t have to be a bitch about it, it’s not like they bit you!” You were never friends, or even in the same class, but you always knew her as the preppy rich girl with a superiority complex. And here she is, proving herself as exactly that.

“Fuck you,” is all you say as you remove yourself to a corner of the room, grabbing a roll of toilet paper with shaky hands from a nearby box before sitting back on the floor against the shelves.

You do your best to clean up your wound as you try your hardest not to panic. Is a scratch enough for you to get infected? Is this how you will die? By turning into those awful monsters?

At least I’ll eat her as revenge, you think to yourself before shaking those thoughts away. You don’t want that to happen, doesn’t matter that you almost died because of her recklessness. You want both of you to live. That’s all you want right now.

A sound from across the room makes you look at Nayeon, that is focused on the video on the camcorder like nothing else matters. Some voices and names sound familiar, but you’re too tired and dizzy to focus exactly on what they’re saying. Still, hearing other people brings you some comfort, and you’re dozing off to sleep before you realize it.

~+

A sudden noise startles you awake, and you open your eyes wide to search the dark room, fearing the worst. Nayeon is standing across from you, filling her bag with the food and drinks from the shelves with a vigor you can only describe as desperate. You can still hear someone talking from the video camera.

How long have I been asleep? you ask yourself as you feel your injury burn. A look at it tells you that at least it has stopped bleeding.

“What’re you doing?” you ask her, hating the way your voice sounds. Your head hurts now more than ever, and you consider going back to sleep.

“I’m just–”

She interrupts herself before finishing her words, and you look up at her with a raised brow, sensing that something is wrong but unable to realize what.

“It’s my fault he died,” says someone in the video, grief clear in the boy’s tone. “Please let his grandma know.”

Your eyes widen at the words, and you think you just realized why Nayeon is staring at the camcorder with such intensity, a tremble to her lower lip.

“You know them?” you ask. She nods, and that’s all the answer you need. “I’m sorry.”

You stay quiet, deep in your thoughts as the words in the background go by you. You don’t know these people personally, but their faces are familiar. They are students, just like you. Teenagers with dreams and hopes that suddenly don’t matter anymore. All that matters now is surviving; at least to you. Still, most die, as shown by the dead walking just outside this door you’re hiding behind. Kids are dying in here. Outside the school grounds too, for all you know.

Maybe that’s why no one has come to our rescue after almost three days, you think to yourself, quickly shaking those thoughts away; losing hope won’t help you stay alive.

A beep snaps you out of your thoughts, and you look back at Nayeon to see that the camera has seemingly run out of battery. She’s looking in your direction; but not at you. At something beside you.

You glance in the direction of her stare, relieved and confused by seeing nothing but a wall and more furniture. There’s no one there, but the look on her face makes you believe she’s seeing a ghost.

Nayeon suddenly drops the bag in her hands, and you watch as the look on her face deepens into something you can’t quite comprehend, but looks a lot like grief and regret. She hugs her knees to her chest and buries her face against them. Her shoulders start to shake.

“I killed them,” you hear her whisper in a tone so low you have to force yourself to comprehend her words.

“W-What?”

“I killed them,” she repeats in a shaky voice. “They’re dead because of me.”

Before you can process her words, she stands up and reaches for the bag on the floor, refilling it with food and beverages with newfound vigor before heading for the door.

“Wait, where are you going?” you ask with wide eyes, forcing yourself to get up and follow her. Your scratch still hurts like hell, but at least it has stopped bleeding. That – and the fact that you’re yet to crave the flesh of the living – brings you some relief.

“Got to go back to them,” is all she says as she opens the door and walks out.

You follow, hesitating by the door as you see her peek into the corridor. You quietly walk towards her and pull her by the hand, hoping that the zombies lurking in the hallway aren’t attracted by your presence.

“What’re you doing?” you whisper, trying to pull her with you back inside the room. She shakes her arm off your grip. “This is dangerous!”

“They’re on the roof,” she explains, eyes wide as they lock on yours. They look desperate as she passes by you to search for something near the wall. “They don’t have any food or water, so I’m bringing them some. I have to help–”

Bang!

The sound of a door shutting roughly behind you makes you both jump, and you turn around to look at the source of the noise. Relief floods through you as you see who it is, the sight of seeing someone else alive – even if it’s him – filling you with hope. You had avoided thinking about him at all since this all started, but part of you was sure he was dead. You should’ve known better.

“Gwinam!” you exclaim at seeing the tall boy, a smile gracing your lips as you take a step closer. Your smile quickly drops as you take in his appearance.

Something isn’t right.

He’s covered in blood, white jacket stained red. But that is not what worries you.

“W-What happened to your eye?” you ask, gulping at the expression on his face. You reflexively take a step back as he takes a step forward, the way he looks at you sending a chill down your spine. Something is very very wrong. “Gwinam?”

“What’s that?” he asks instead with a nod in Nayeon’s direction, ignoring your questions.

“It’s… nothing.”

“Well…” he says, passing by you, his eyes locked on Nayeon. “I have to go to the roof. But the door’s locked. So, I’m going that way,” he says while pointing at the window.

You stare at him in surprise; what is going on?

“You’re not a zombie, are you?” Nayeon asks in a hesitant tone, her eyes jumping to you before she focuses back on him. You can see the growing fear in her eyes.

Something is very very wrong.

“Zombie? Fuck that!” You can’t help but flinch at Gwinam’s tone. He might not be a zombie, but he is starting to scare you almost as much as one. He was never kind, but this is not normal – even for him. “So, is that food?”

“Yes, we–”

He interrupts your attempt at claiming his attention. “Are you hungry?”

“Gwinam, what’s–”

“I’m not talking to you, am I?” he snaps at you, turning his bad eye in your direction before focusing back on Nayeon. “Are you, huh? Are you hungry?

Nayeon nods.

“Me too.”

You hear it more than you see it. The scream; the gurgling sounds; the blood spraying the room – spraying you – and dripping onto the floor.

The look on Nayeon’s face as Gwinam buries his face in her neck and starts to feed.

It all happens so fast that you have no reaction but to freeze for the first few seconds. Your heartbeat quickens and your knees tremble, and you do anything but stare as Gwinam pulls Nayeon to him before biting into her neck with a disgusting, wet sound. Blood spatters and dribbles onto the floor as you watch him feed on the girl like she’s nothing but a bag of blood, the slurping sounds coming from his feeding making you retch as you double over and fall to your knees, eyes unable to leave the carnage in front of you.

You see the moment life vanishes out of Nayeon’s eyes, her body going limp before falling to the ground. Then slowly, he turns to you, and your eyes lock.

“What about you,” he takes a step forward, a gory smirk on his bloodied face. “Are you hungry?”

You have to run, or he will eat you too, screams the voice in your head.

He’s so much faster than you. Or maybe your eyes give it away. Either way, he’s grabbing you before you can even attempt to escape.

His strong hands squeeze your wrists in a tight grip, and you gasp as he forces you to stand up and shoves you against the wall with so much force it pushes the air out of your lungs. The look in his eyes is predatory. Hungry.

“Do you have any idea how good you smell?” he asks, leaning towards you to run his nose against your pulse. You jump at his touch, whimpering as his tongue licks your skin. “I bet you taste fucking amazing.”

You’re about to die; you’re sure of it. He’s going to eat you alive, just like he did with Nayeon.

“Please,” you beg, shaking your head in supplication. “Please don’t.”

He laughs. Like you said something funny. Nothing about the last three days has been funny.

“Lucky for you, I’m not hungry anymore,” he says, and you almost relax in his grip. But the look of bloodthirst in his good eye doesn’t let you.

Gwinam was always… complicated, to put it simply. You’ve known him for as long as you’ve attended Hyosan High School. In the beginning, he was just another classmate. Yes, he was cute, but he was also mean most of the time and liked to hang out with the wrong crowd, so you avoided him as much as possible.

Until you couldn’t.

When he asked you on a date – all red ears and avoiding eye contact – you had half a brain to say ‘no’. In retrospect, that’s exactly what you should’ve done, but the younger you was beyond happy to have a boy like you enough to ask you out.

So, you said ‘yes’, a shy smile on your face and the fantasies of a naive girl running through your head as you accepted his request.

Your relationship evolved naturally from there, and before you knew it he was stealing kisses when no one was around and touching your hand when you passed by each other in the hallways. It quickly became something more, with heated make-out sessions that ended with both of you naked and panting.

It was good; until it wasn’t. It broke your heart to end it, but you couldn’t ignore what he did anymore. How his group – him – treated others so badly that they dropped out or hurt themselves. Even to you, he was toxic; jealous, possessive, pushy… It took you some time to realize, but you knew he wasn’t good for you.

That was almost a year ago. You’ve barely said a word to each other since then, but – to your surprise and relief – he never tried to seek revenge after your breakup.

You hope that part of him still likes you enough to keep you alive.

“Are you going to- to eat me?” you can barely choke out your question amidst your sobbing. Funny; you were sure your tear ducts had run out of tears. Apparently not.

“No.” His answer makes you relax just a bit; you know he’s not lying. He’s not going to eat you. But that doesn’t mean he’s not going to hurt you.

“T-Then are you–”

“I’m not letting you go either,” he says in a decisive tone. That’s when he leans his head to the side, observing you like he’s seeing your face for the first time. One of his hands releases your wrist to catch a falling tear, following its path up your face until his palm is cradling your cheek. It’s surprisingly gentle. “Why are you crying? You never cried before.”

“You’re scaring me,” you whimper, not able to control the tremor in your voice. “Please let me go.”

He scoffs, thumb wiping away your tears.

“Remember when we used to fuck after school? I swear I can still smell you on my sheets. Fuck,” he swears, pressing his forehead against yours. A sob escapes your lips at the proximity, and he chuckles. “You used to make the prettiest noises. I wanna hear you moan like that again. It’s been way too long.”

His body presses against yours at the same time he forces you into a kiss.

“No!” You cry out at the feeling of blood on your mouth and face, gagging when he deepens the kiss. You push him away with all your strength, but he barely budges. “Stop!”

A loud crash from behind you is what finally has him release you. You scream as a hoard of zombies barges into the room, you the clear target of their hunt. Gwinam barely reacts to the intrusion, grunting in frustration as he throws you into the other room before any of the dead can get you.

You fall to your knees as he closes the door behind him, and you do nothing but stare as you hear what goes on outside, the swears of Gwinam indicating that he’s fighting them off in some way. How he’s doing that, you can’t even begin to imagine.

Whatever he is, you’re sure of one thing: he’s not human anymore. Not completely.

The commotion outside lasts a few minutes, and you hold your breath as the last growl gives place to an eerie silence. Then, the doorknob turns, and in comes Gwinam, alive and well despite the blood on his clothes, skin, and hair. You can’t believe he’s alive. A small part of you wonders if he is alive.

You say nothing and stay on the floor, waiting for him to do or say something. But Gwinam barely sends you a glance before walking to the couch and sitting down with a sigh, his good eye closing as he leans his head against the wall.

“Why are you doing this?” you ask after your sobs have subsided. You can’t take the silence anymore.

“Why shouldn’t I?” he scoffs with a shrug, opening his eye to finally look at you. A chill runs down your back at the intensity of his gaze. You want him to look away.

“You ate her.”

“Be glad I didn’t eat you.”

That makes you shut up. You could be like Nayeon right now, body rigid and growing cold as your own blood sticks to your skin. Dead. But you’re not. That’s when you remember the blood in your mouth. Her blood. You rush to clean your bloodied face, gagging at the taste of it on your tongue.

“Are you going to kill me?” You rasp out after a moment of dry heaving.

“Not thinking about it, no. Why? Feel like dying?”

You shake your head, new tears falling down your cheeks. You want to live. You really do.

And that’s why you stand up, eyes not daring to meet his as you straddle his lap, hands hesitantly going on his shoulders as you try not to gag from all the blood on his face. The same blood that is also on your face, even though you did your best to clean it off. The blood that belongs to neither of you.

Without a word, you use the sleeve of your shirt to wipe off the blood on the bottom half of his face. If you’re going to do this, you’re not doing it with Nayeon’s blood on his skin.

He watches you in silence, a light smirk on his lips that only widens when you start to unbutton your shirt, button by button. You can feel his heated gaze on you, burning you in a way that makes you want to press your thighs together. You know what he wants, and you don’t think you have any good options but to give it to him. It’s not like it’s your first time, anyway. Sex with him, if anything, is familiar.

Gwinam’s impatience gets to him, and he’s soon ripping your shirt open, buttons popping to the ground. You yelp as he roughly palms your breasts, ripping your bra apart before pulling them into his mouth. You close your eyes at the sensation of his warm tongue on your nipples, trying not to think about how he was eating someone not even twenty minutes ago.

This all feels like a nightmare, and you want it to end. But fuck, does he know how to touch you.

His mouth trails its path up your chest to the curve of your neck, marking your skin in ways that make you shiver and wonder when he’ll break your skin and turn you into a monster. Just like him.

You shiver at the thought, and he must take it as a sign of enjoyment because he’s pulling you down for another kiss before you can stop him, soft lips roughly forcing yours to respond to him as he tastes your mouth. A whimper escapes you as his teeth graze your bottom lip, his smirk clear as he stops you from pulling away.

So, you quickly give in.

When he breaks the kiss to pull your body under him, you let him. When he lifts your skirt and rips off your panties, you open your legs wider, ashamed of the wetness that shows him just how ready you are to get him inside you. His fingers are rough and fast as he touches you, thumb pressing on your clit as two of his fingers stretch you for him, making you arch your back and sway your hips as you chase more of that shameful pleasure.

“I’ve missed this pretty pussy of yours,” he groans against your ear as you hear him pull himself out of his pants. You gasp as he starts sliding his dick up and down your folds, making you moan every time his shaft bumps against your clit. “Always so wet for me.”

When he finally slides into you, it’s agony; the good and the bad kind, all mixed into one delightful experience. The head of his cock inside you makes you shake and moan in pleasure as he fills you up to the brim, your legs trembling as he lifts them over his shoulders before starting to thrust into you so roughly you have to cover your mouth to muffle your screams.

He doesn’t slow down as he fucks you, hands squeezing your tits as he leans over again to suck at your nipples, your legs still bent over his shoulders just making him fuck you even deeper as the angle shifts. You lay there as you let him use you, eyes closed tight as tears slide down your temples and your palm stops your moans of pleasure from escaping.

This shouldn’t feel this good. But it does. Fuck, it does.

If you try hard enough, you can imagine you’re still dating, and this is just another normal school day where he fucks your brains out after school. He wasn’t always the most giving lover, but he knew how to make your legs cramp from pleasure and make you moan the loudest.

And it seems he hasn’t forgotten how your body works.

“Look at me,” he orders with a thrust so deep it makes you whimper in pain. “Open those pretty eyes and look at me while I’m fucking you.”

You do what he says; that’s when the illusion is shattered. He’s not your boyfriend anymore and you’re not in his room, having sex just like normal teenagers. No.

Gwinam is a monster who just ate another human being and forced you into having sex with him. What choice did you have anyway; dying, just like everyone else? No, that’s not a choice. Not to you.

So, you endure it, all the long minutes it takes him to fuck you to completion, his gaze never leaving yours till the moment he comes with a groan and a shudder, burying his face in your neck. His thrusts get shallow as he comes in you, the feeling of it overwhelming as the weight of this whole situation throws you back into reality.

You just lay there as he comes, wincing at the burning feeling in your core that only grows when he pulls out of you, his cum seeping out of you to stick at your inner thighs. You stay still as he rests on you, your heart beating like a galloping horse as you catch your breath. You’re surprised to feel his fluttering heartbeat against your breast, fast and shallow, but there.

For whatever is worth, he’s alive, somewhat.

You lock eyes again when he finally pulls himself up from your body, a satisfied glint in his eye that shows you how satisfied he is. His features are relaxed and there’s a light smile on his lips, an expression that reminds you so much of the boy you used to date. It brings you some comfort; he won’t hurt you now, will he? You want to believe he won’t.

No words are shared between you as he stands up in all his naked glory, and that’s when you see it; the very gruesome, very recent marks that scar his body. You hadn’t noticed these before, but now they’re very clear in the contrast they make against his pale skin.

He shouldn’t be alive.

“What happened?” you ask before you can stop yourself. You slowly rise to a sitting position, leaning over to grab your mangled shirt off the floor. “What is wrong with you? Your body…”

He halts his movements and his eye narrows.

“There’s nothing wrong with me.” He looks almost offended, like you’re the weird one. “I’m better now than ever before,” he continues as he finishes dressing. “You’re the one that should ask herself what is wrong with you.”

The look he gives you is enough to make you recoil, and you flinch as he kneels before you, grabbing you by the arms with so much force you cry out.

“Please,” you beg, in a shaky tone. “I gave you what you wanted, now let me go.”

He shakes his head as he cradles your cheeks, pulling your face to his.

“You could be like me,” he starts, growing excitement in his voice as he pulls you in for a short kiss that you don’t return. “Do you trust me?”

“You know I don’t.”

“Too bad,” he shrugs, followed by a low laugh. “It would be a waste to watch you die. I can do you one better.” The grip on your face tightens slightly, and you tense under his touch.

“Gwinam–”

The feeling of his teeth on your neck feels like blinding pain. He moans as you scream, trying to push him away, but he acts like you’re not even trying. You can feel it in his grip, the moment he tastes your blood. You’re going to die; you can feel it.

“No!” you cry out, thrashing against his hold.

He stops then, pulling away from your neck with a groan, mouth covered with your blood. You shakily cover the wound, eyes wide as you take him in, breathing deeply with a satisfied smirk on his lips. You shake as the feeling of pain intensifies, the blood running down your still naked chest warm against your cooling skin. You’re terrified, and you know he can see it in your eyes.

“Shh, it’s okay,” he says as he forces you to lean back, long fingers brushing your hair from your face. “You’re gonna thank me for this later, I promise.”

“Am I-am I going to die?”

“Nah,” he laughs, kissing your trembling lips. “You will live forever. We will. Together.”

[esmestarz]

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about me ─ ★

she/her

infp

bisexual

i can play on the electric guitar and piano !!

i used to do ballet but now i do belly dancing

i love listening to music esp rap, metal (any type tbfr) and rock, my fav animal is a cat and I'm pretty sure that's it

stuff ─ ★

if you want me to write for a character that isn't on the list feel free to ask me and I'll write for them if possible <3

i will write smut, fem reader, gn reader, platonic and romantic relationships

i will not write rape, incest, gore, gang bang, male reader, gn reader, character x character, character x oc, poly relationships, specified race reader, trans reader since idk how to portray them

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MOVIES ─ ★

black swan

- nina sayers

- lily

harry potter

- hermione granger

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- draco malfoy

- luna lovegod

- ron weasley

- theodore nott

- tom riddle

scream

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- sidney prescott

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- stu marcher

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- amber freeman

- anika kayko

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- chad meeks-martin

- mindy meeks-martin

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pretty little liars

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- alison dilaurentis

- hanna marin

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outerbanks

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- sarah cameron

- jj maybanks

- kiara carrera

- pope heyward

- john b routledge

the babysitters club

- sam thomas

- kristy thomas

- stacey mcgill

- claudia kishi

- dawn schafer

malcolm in the middle

- malcolm wilkerson

- reese wilkerson

- francis wilkerson

KDRAMA ─ ★

all of us are dead

- choi nam-ra

- lee su-hyeok

- lee cheong-san

- lee na-yeon

- nam on-jo

sweet home

- yoon ji-su

- lee eun-yoo

- cha hyun-soo

KPOP ─ ★

aespa

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- winter

- ningning

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twice

- nayeon

- chaeyoung

- momo

- mina

- sana

- jihyo

- dahyun

- jeongyeon

- tzuyu

le sserafim

- sakura

- yunjin

- chaewon

- kazuha

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gidle

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- shuhua

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- yuqi

nmixx

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- kyujin

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- jiwoo

- bae

new jeans

- danielle

- haerin

- minji

- hyein

- hanni

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the last of us

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fatal frame

- yuri kozukata

- rui kagamiya

cry of fear

- simon henriksson

resident evil

- leon s kennedy

- jill valentine

- ada wong

- claire redfield

- bela dimitrescu

genshin impact

- kinich

- xiao

- aether

- kazuha

- scaramouche

- cyno

- heizou

- thoma

honkai star rail

- argenti

- aventurine

- blade

- dan heng

- gepard

- sunday

ANIME ─ ★

jujutsu kaisen

- megumi fushiguro

- gojo satoru

- yuji itadori

- ryomen sukuna

- inumaki toge

- yuuta okkotsu

- choso kamo

[jeskoholic]

A Little Piece of You Chapter 16: A Coffee Date

This is a chapter from an on-going series. If you missed out on the previous entries, you can check my masterlist.

Previous chapter: Boy Talk

Word count: 5,811

Tags: Male OC, College Friends, Jisoo and Nayeon, Coffee Shop Date

Enjoy

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---LATER THAT EVENING---

Before the thought of Dawn’s so-called master plan could even flush naturally itself out of my system, I immediately moved to bring Ningning on top of my head the moment I parted ways with both of my friends. I haven’t solidly thought of a good enough reason to approach her, especially now that things have gone differently ever since we last conversed. It certainly felt weird that I would just message her out of nowhere not soon after the whole Soyeon-situation… or maybe it was just me being really awkward towards her and absolutely thinking too much out of a normal situation. After all, Ningning and I began to be friends because of United Kwangya, and now that most of the chat has been in shambles since then, I figured there was some sort of barrier that I had to jump to get to her.

It could probably be just me.

However, the thought of that conversation when we were at Yeouido was the debating point, as well as what happened in Valentine’s Day. Somehow that provided me enough leverage to talk to her not merely as someone I shared on the chat with. Ningning and I shared something that connected us away from just United Kwangya.

I don’t even know why I’m making this much of a big deal. I just need to talk to her for the sake of Hyojong, right?

After what felt like minutes of staring at her chat tab, right at the comfort of my own room, I finally managed to input the first couple of characters that ought to take her attention.

Yoon Jae-in: Hey, Ning?

I paused for a bit, hesitating for a bit whether I should continue on or not. It was definitely awkward seeing our last exchange of messages to be inclined with Soyeon. At this time, I really do not want to be involved in any sort towards her; not until I’m comfortable enough to be around her again at least. Also, Ningning always had her chat tab offline so I really don’t know if she’s here or not.

Ningning: Yeah, I’m here. You need something?

Oh, she’s online. I guess that’s convenient.

Jae-in: Actually yeah… I want to talk to you about something.

Ningning: Is this about Soyeon?

Jae-in: No… please don’t get the wrong idea. It’s completely unrelated to that. Well, maybe not entirely but hey. This actually is just between both of us and what we’ve talked about back at Yeouido. I remember having a conversation with you about photography right? I was just wondering if you’re interested on doing it this time around.

Ningning: What the fuck, Jae-in… Are you telling me that you want to do the photography thing now because you’ve finally separated ties with Soyeon? Is that what you mean? >:)

Shit, I forgot how that conversation went… she’s already getting the wrong idea.

Jae-in: No! It’s totally not like that. This is actually for Dawn. He’s told me that he want his picture to get taken and asked if I knew someone who had at least a good experience with that. Of course, having that talk back then, I figured you’re the first person who popped up in my head. What do you think about that?

Ningning:  Really now? Why not Kino? He’s clearly into these types of things a lot more than I am and I’d say he has far better experience than I do. It’s just a hobby for me, unlike him who literally had a wedding shoot entirely on his own.

Jae-in: He’s quite unreliable though and Hyojong kind of agrees with that. At least I have an assurance that you’d do it once you agree. You’re less likely to back out from that once you’re in, as well. Are you interested on doing it? Dawn’s really looking forward to it.

Ningning: It’s for a girl, isn’t it?

Jae-in: Maybe; you can ask him yourself if say, you agreed to it.

Ningning: Well, that’s a good tactic to bait me into it, I’ll give you that. LOL

Ningning: I suppose I won’t mind. It’s amazing how that convo back at Yeouido stuck with you. Normally most people would just forget.

Ningning: Just don’t expect something extravagant with the outcome. I told you that I’m more into sceneries more than anything, okay? Don’t keep your standards up because I’m really just a novice.

Jae-in: Don’t worry; I’ll ask him to find a place with a good scenery as well, in that way you can make the most out of the trip. Yes, it’s for a girl by the way. Also, I think Dawn’s willing to cash in, otherwise he would not be asking me to look for people.

Ningning: That won’t be necessary but damn… I never expected that of all the people in United Kwangya, it was Hyojong who’d be simping this early on; what in the actual fuck?

Ningning: I’ll just message Dawn how things would go. We’ll settle the schedule for good.

Jae-in: Thanks Ning, I owe you one.

Ningning: Hey, if this works out for him, don’t y’all single bitches go looking for me for you pictures, okay? LMAO

Jae-in: Don’t worry; the favour you gave me is already for Dawn. I have no interest of trying it now. I’m too busy.

Ningning: Maybe you should.

Ningning: On second thought, maybe not. I prefer it when you’re single Jae-in. LOL.

I stared at her message.

Huh?

What the fuck is that even supposed to mean?

Ningning: Well, I got to go. TTYL

---SOME TIME LATER---

It never occurred to me that the university’s following week was busy as it could have gotten, at least for the subjects that I was taking up, anyway. Major subjects were still schedule for the following semester and yet I could already feel the dump of school works coming my way. It’s a good thing that I still have that one little summer semester break to serve as a breathing room before the great responsibilities came.

To make it short, Dawn’s small favour literally flew off of my head as soon as I arranged him with Ningning. I guess I had it coming to me; I figured that muting United Kwangya could lessen things up for a bit and let the less-awkward members interact within that chat. Soyeon showed no signs of her presence, so I figured I should match her for the time-being.

Once all was said and done, the next level of Dawn’s master plan finally unveiled itself. I didn’t even notice the overhaul of his entire profile; that the arrangement I did for him actually worked and that he’s progressing already behind the scenes. It’s more impressive that he and Ningning, along with some help from Shinwon and probably even Hongseok, managed to fit all of that in one single week. All it took was one busy NLIU day and somehow the date for Jisoo and Dawn was already up in the air. It’s crazy.

It’s like I blink for five minutes and now everything’s set.

It was one Friday afternoon perfectly aligning with the university’s sports events, effectively leaving Shinwon and the rest of United Kwangya free from classes. At least Hongseok’s ‘playboy’ tendencies worked out well for Dawn here. Anyway, that day I received a private message from Dawn directing me towards the mall placed beside a known city cathedral. Port Skyview was this large commercial complex situated beside the busy streets of the city, leading straight towards its rival, Metro Station mall. The hilly and sloped topography of its lot allowed the topmost floor of Port Skyview to be situated right beside the foot of the church, while in turn justifying its name as it gave a breath taking skyline view of the entire city night life at sundown.

A couple of minutes after 2 PM and I found myself perched on the rail of Sky View’s own terrific sky terrace, with the unexpected company of Hongseok leaning on the rail beside as well. At this rate, the pharaonic view of the City’s proud hills as well as the virgin skies were testament to how beautiful the city was whether you’re in Metro Station or here.

I initially thought that this would be awkward with Hongseok considering the last meeting, but thankfully he’s a very social person. All my doubts were lost with a curt nod as soon as we met in front of the café. It’s like nothing really happened.

Dawn’s message led both me and Hongseok into a coffee shop situated right above the beautiful landscape; it’s cubic glass architecture enabling natural amounts of light to illuminate the beautiful and modernized interior. On its façade, a huge sign written mostly in neon red and violet minimalist letters: Neverland Coffee. The majorly white aesthetic inside reminded me so much of Joohyun-noona’s overly-tidy taste.

I wonder if she’d been to this café before. I really should consider inviting her here one day.

“Should we get in and get our orders ahead of them?” I asked Hongseok after sensing the void of words between our conversations.

“That’s a good idea. We’re not even the heart of the party anyway.”

Thankfully, the said coffee date was once again held on an unconventional time. Ordering would not be such of a huge chore considering we have the shop pretty much to ourselves, which was very much what Hongseok and I would have wanted. As much as the really simple design of the café was already captivating from the outside, the simplistic approach of its modernized interior was a perfect touch. Given the breath-taking view it had on its second floor (which awkwardly reminded me of the mezzanine back at NLIU Library), Hongseok and I agreed to select the best seats in the house; eventually settling on the far end of the second floor.

This was just the beginning of an interesting day. I do hope this would turn out in favour of Dawn more than anything else.

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Hongseok was the one who volunteered to fetch their orders once it was already available. To Jae-in’s surprise, he returned back up the small, terrace-like second floor of the place accompanied with five new figures three of which Jae-in immediately recognized. Ko Shinwon’s tall stature walked beside a smaller girl, dressed in an all-white med-school uniform giving off a wide smile; marking the first time since Skylight’s first drinking session that he would see the girl named Yeri. Then, right behind the couple was Kim Hyojong wearing a knitted vest over his shirt coupled with a small hat to compliment his blond hair. He immediately supplied the seated figure of Jae-in with a smile the moment that their eyes met.

Then, right behind him were two girls that Jae-in recognized to be Im Nayeon and Kim Jisoo from the photos not that long ago. Jisoo wore a simple black dress with a matching bag, yet it did more than enough to emphasize her beautiful presence. Her friend, Nayeon, stood near her wearing a beige coat over a white blouse as well as high-waist pants. She supplied each of them with a wide, bunny-like smile the moment she set her eyes on Yoon Jae-in.

“Look who I found ordering below,” Hongseok said as he moved to take the seat beside Jae-in. He then placed the tray having both of their orders while gesturing towards the other table. “We ordered ahead, so sorry about that. Jae-in and I reserved you the best seats in the house, so anyone can seat with us if you’re interested.”

“Well, before all of that, let me just introduce you to them,” Dawn said giving a short nod. “Guys, let me introduce you to Nayeon and Jisoo. Girls, these are my friends, Jae-in and Hongseok. You’ve already met Shinwon and Yeri a while back, so there we go.”

The four new comers exchanged nods and smiles, with Hongseok offering to give them a hand to shake. Fortunately, the newcomers Nayeon and Jisoo were fond of the gesture and returned the action. Pressured to do the same, Jae-in awkwardly stretched his hand and shook after his friend, with his eventual contact with Nayeon taking longer than usual, much to the interest of Jisoo’s friend.

“I think it would be better if you and Jisoo would sit there,” suggested Yeri as she pointed towards the other table bearing a reasonable distance from their own. “That way, we won’t hear you if you’d talk. You’ll get some privacy that way. You can sit with us, Nayeon-ssi, if you like.”

“Oh I’d love to,” Nayeon replied, pointing a finger towards the chair. Her question was met with a mutual gesture from both Hongseok and Jae-in almost at the same time. “You guys don’t mind me sitting with you, right?”

Given that mutual agreement between them, Jisoo and Dawn politely excused themselves from the rest of the members as they went on off ahead on a separate table. Nayeon, on the other hand, took the chair opposite Yoon Jae-in without hesitation, with Yeri following suit beside her and Shinwon sitting next to them.

“So, Nayeon-ssi,” Hongseok said, clearly taking charge of the conversation immediately to loosen off the awkward barrier. Jae-in always knew him to be the type who’d do that. “Welcome to our friend group. It’s nice to have someone new to talk to. Please don’t be awkward with us, but I don’t think you have that aura with you, right?”

Nayeon nodded with a wide smile. “I’m happy to be here. If you guys want to ask me some questions, feel free to do so. I do have an aura that you all have something to ask to me in some form, am I right?”

“Well, you’re not just pretty, you’re really smart too,” Hongseok said after taking a sip from his drink. He leaned in closer to the group and dialled down his voice. “I’ll cut it with the chase then, Nayeon. I’m quite interested how this entire thing happened with our boy Dawn over there. I heard that things were quite unusual, no? Is it true that he first talked to you?”

Hongseok does as he does best; skipping the formalities and hitting everything straight to the core. I’m glad that he’s invited here.

“I’m curious as well,” added Yeri. “I’ve only heard things from all of you through Shinwonnie here, and I’m more than surprised to even know that you and Dawn actually knew each other, Nayeon-ah.”

“Yeah, I found things really interesting as well. I certainly was not expecting a familiar face to see in a date like this; especially a former Middle school classmate such as Yeri here. But then again, the world is such a small place and things like this are bound to happen. It’s exciting that way, don’t you think?”

“So, I heard that you’re the one that made everything possible,” said Hongseok to Nayeon. “From what I’ve been hearing from Dawn there, you were the one who introduced them to each other, is that right Nayeon? I’m surprised that you and Dawn did not end up being the ones in the same table on this date; how come that was not the case?”

Nayeon smirked.

“Well, as much as Hyojong there is a pretty nice person to talk to, I guess we both mutually did not feel that sort of spark towards each other. Beside I’m just interested on…”

She shifted her gaze towards Jae-in, who was busy mixing the pearls of his bubble tea lodged on the bottom of the cup using the straw provided.

“…I’m interested on different kind of guys, so I guess we just didn’t click on that aspect. He’s not just for me, per se.”

“I see, so that’s the case. Well, it’s good that somehow this worked out towards Hyojong in the end. At least now that he has someone to talk to, he would no longer have to wait and…”

Whatever happened after Hongseok took charge of the conversation was quite thrown out of the window. Jae-in spaced out the moment that Nayeon joined their table, viewing it to be really awkward considering the last time he shared a table with a girl did not really end well. Unintentionally, he had that isolated feeling as Shinwon, Yeri, Hongseok and even the newcomer Nayeon shared their conversations as if he was the one who was new. There was no real particular reason for it; it’s just that he felt really left out all of a sudden.

It was certainly not because he was sad or anything; he’s sure that he’s not by any means. Jae-in had that sense of losing enthusiasm being around the friends he felt so far off at that time. Even during his spacing out, his eyes danced towards the figures of Jisoo and Dawn talking at the other table. He could not help but admire how picture-perfect they were framed along the glass-panels of the said café, with their figures etched in an amazing painting amidst the soft skies beyond. Their conversation was inaudible from where he was seated and yet he could see the genuine smiles that emanated from them both. The fact that all of this was a result of a collective effort of a good amount of people from United Kwangya… the results were just beautiful.

Of course, given that state he could not help but wonder how he and Soyeon would have turned out had things worked for both of them.

Would they be having the same kind of date as Hyojong and Jisoo are having now?

There was also another, completely unrelated question with that…

If Ningning made all of these possible, she’s supposed to be the first person to show up. Where is on earth she?

“Hey, Yoon Jae-in…!”

The sound of Shinwon’s voice immediately brought him back to the coffee shop with the rest of them. Jae-in didn’t even realize how long he was staying in silence, merely staring at the blank space of the cup’s dews formed on the outside surface. He didn’t even realize that the rest of the orders were already served and that everyone had their orders with them.

“Y-yeah…?” he remarked with a stutter, returning the obnoxious gaze that the rest of the table gave him. “Sorry, what was that?”

“You’re spacing out. You seem to be lost in so much thought,” Hongseok replied, tapping his back here. “We’re just about to tell you how rude you are for leaving Miss Nayeon there and not engaging on a conversation.”

“Yeah,” The girl, Nayeon, said with a smirk. “Your friends are talking about selling you to me in exchange for more drinks. You’re cute when you’re spacing out, though, I’ll give you that.”

What?

“Excuse him please. He just actually came from a break-up that’s why he’s like that,” blurted Shinwon, with Yeri beside him slapping his arm in retort. “Woops, it slipped out. Sorry man.”

“Oh, I’m sorry… I was just joking, by the way,” Nayeon said. “I didn’t know… but at least we know that you’re single.”

“You know what, now that we’re all here… well most of us, but anyway… can you just shine the light up on us on how you and Soyeon broke up anyway?” Hongseok said once again, taking command of the conversation like he did before.

“Why… why are you bringing this up right now?” asked Jae-in.

“Hey, if you all are going to talk about his past, I don’t think I should be here. I can just wedge in between Dawn and Jisoo’s conversation and make the guy a third wheel,” said Nayeon.

Jae-in shook his head and raised his hand to stop Nayeon on her tracks.

“No, no, it’s fine… you don’t need to leave. It’s… I really don’t mind.”

I doubt that she knows me or Soyeon that much to the point that it would matter that she knows anyway.

Plus, I really don’t mind. She seemed cool, so…

“Well, not only good looking but also really polite,” Nayeon remarked once again. “Alright, I’ll just pretend that I’m one of you. That doesn’t seem too hard to do.”

“Great then, so, what happened, Jae-in? Could you please enlighten us on what happened between you and Soyeon?”

“I’m curious as well,” Yeri said in agreement. “You two were so sweet from what I’ve heard, so this really came as a huge shock, especially since Soyeon’s been telling and updating me on what’s progressing between both of you. I certainly did not see this coming.”

She did that?

“I-Umm, well it’s complicated, but to cut the story short we never really worked out so we just decided… well, I decided that it’d be better if we went our separate ways… She didn’t entirely take that positively so, she’s mad at me I guess.”

“It turns out that Jae didn’t like Soyeon since the beginning,” Shinwon informed, causing Jae-in to eye him in shock as he clearly not expected him to blurt it out blatantly like that. It did not make it less of being true, however.

“Yeah well, that too. I’m kind of just struck with the alcohol when she confessed so I guess my reactions weren’t exactly… me, so to speak. Hongseok knows about this and I’ve talked about Shinwon pretty much has a good idea what I had in mind, because we already talked about it back then…”

“I got that right… I certainly won’t forget that,” Hongseok said with a teasing tone. “Well, that’s in the past. I already learned my lessons from that even in Sizzlers so we’re good. Let me ask: is it really over for the two of you? Is there zero chance of you ever talking to her again?”

“On terms of a romantic thing… I would say yes... maybe. However, I would definitely not close doors on her if the opportunity would give us a chance to be friends again. I kept on thinking that we started off on the wrong foot anyway, so we are bound to start talking again at some point, I hope.”

“I guess it makes sense now why you were so hesitant towards her, man… You know if you just told us that you didn’t like her in the first place, Ningning and I could’ve just told Soyeon and all the fuss didn’t happen. Maybe not tell her of everything but at least give her some hints that the impact would not be this troublesome. You are, I think, the first ever guy that rejected Soyeon’s advances, an act of which owes a huge respect on my regard. It’s hard to do that.”

“It might be my pride that’s not letting me do that before, but trust me: that’s what I’ve been planning to do all these times even before we had that talk. I just couldn’t bring myself to do it until I just did it out of pure desire to tell her the truth. I didn’t turn out the way I wanted it to be, but things could’ve been worse. You know, it is what it is. I’ll just have to deal with the outcome.”

Hongseok smiled. “Do you miss her though?”

Their table went awfully silent with the rest of them anticipating for Jae-in’s answer.

“I’d lie if I say I didn’t miss her. I think that’s a pretty normal thing to say.”

Yeri nodded, and due to the ensuing silence, Jae-in continued.

“Soyeon’s really very caring and is really relentless on showing her feelings, but sometimes it’s just too much. Maybe that’s what caused me to feel a bit strangled and obliged to do the things she does; pressured to return the same level and grade of affection towards her to be even. Not to mention, we have a lot of uncommon interests. Shinwon already had a hint that we’d not work out for that long.”

“If given a chance though,” Yeri asked. “Would you still date now? It doesn’t have to be Soyeon, let’s say a new person comes up at a much unexpected time, are you even up for it? I’m sure those things are not really that impossible right?”

Shinwon nodded. “That’s a good question. Things like that really do happen especially when you’re not looking for it.”

Nayeon, on the other hand, shifted on her seat as she waited eagerly for Jae-in’s reply. The young man was about to reply when he shook his head, effectively breaking free of the invisible spell the group unintentionally cast on him.

“Wait a minute, why are you all ganging up on me now, hmmm? I answered things because I thought that it would be just a one-time thing, how come we’re bringing my life onto the table all of a sudden? I thought we’re supposed to be here for Dawn?”

“I mean, given that, but you really can’t deny that it’s an interesting question,” said Hongseok from his side. “You have a tendency to go missing from the chat, especially after you and Soyeon broke up.”

“I don’t do that, man.”

“Actually you do, Jae-in.”

“I want to know as well…” Nayeon seconded, her face showing a hint of shyness this time around.

I really don’t get why Nayeon is so into this. We literally just met. I do hope she’s just kidding because it feels… suspicious.

Gearing up for an answer is so stupid for this. I never thought that I’d be brought upon the hot seat.

“I… I never really closed my heart for things. It would feel like a crime against nature to go against it. If a destined person comes, I’m sure that I’m going to feel it so… I’m not closing doors. If she comes, she comes.”

“Say Jae-in,” Hongseok asked after taking a sip from his tea. “If there’s someone out there who’s like Soyeon, but not Soyeon, would you go for it?”

“What the fuck is that question? I don’t really have standards on people anyway and you know of that. I have preferences, but I’m not pigeonholed into just those things. We’ll work out if we do, right?”

Silence erupted between them after a unison of ‘oohs’, with only the soft exchange of voices heard from Dawn’s table, followed by the soft laughs coming from Jisoo. Surprisingly, the very first person to break the silence barrier was Nayeon. She began her query by clearing her throat.

“Since I’m into this anyway, can I ask you a question as well?”

“Uhh… sure, go ahead.”

“Are you currently looking for someone or even eyeing a person right now?”

“Ehh… not really…”

“Is that true…?” Shinwon interfered. “Even though you never really developed legitimate feelings for Soyeon, you never thought of liking anyone else? Come on, North Line has a lot of pretty girls, I’m sure at least you’ve met someone that caught your eye.”

“That’s not the case. I’m… I guess I was just too busy enjoying life with you guys.”

“Why don’t you try looking for people if that’s the case?” Yeri asked.

“As much as having someone is really nice, I’m… I’m not into it. Not now, at least. I just want to focus on myself, clear things first. I’ll have to stand by what I told Soyeon; otherwise I just broke us up on the premise of a lie.”

“You’ll never really know that, Jae-in… I’m pretty sure at the time you’re going to meet your ‘one’; you’ll eat up every single word and promise you wrote in the air. Feelings do affect that much and it’s crazy when you think about it.”

“Well, if that does happen, then at least there’s one less sad person in the world. Cheers to that.”

It may have been a weird action to offer a toast with bubble teas, yet it was the one thing that Jae-in could think off to bring himself out of the situation. The conversation had reached a point that it was starting to be uncomfortable to everything that he was hearing. That seemed to be the safest, most polite way of getting out of the conversation and he merely grabbed it the first chance he saw. It worked out perfectly in the end.

---

I do not exactly know what helped ease the transition there, but I trust that maybe Hongseok caught up with the spell and immediately understood what was going on. If I did not know better, maybe he got flashbacks from what happened to Sizzlers that he got careful in his words; which I do appreciate. It was not the intention, but I’m glad that it worked out in the end.

We stayed on the café for about an hour or so, shifting the topic from my personal love life to other things that Shinwon could bring into the table. Things slowly started to fade away into the distance as Hongseok began to be the centre of the conversation. Time has passed and we didn’t even notice Dawn and Jisoo’s request to join tables into one huge, conversation for the new comers. Thankfully, the atmosphere started to be a bit friendly to me that I was able to join into the conversation further, but not with the occasional teasing coming from Nayeon. Even Jisoo seem to support on whatever her friend was doing.

But like all dates, at some point it had to end.

Among all of the members that joined the little get-together, it was me who ended up joining Dawn as we walked with Jisoo and Nayeon. Shinwon and Yeri seemed to have another date of their own, while Hongseok insisted of heading off home earlier because of prior commitments. The skies have begun to darken, with the soft patches of purple appearing on the once-blue sky, signalling the entrance of twilight onto the impending evening.

Dawn, Nayeon, Jisoo and I were all walking side-by-side, crossing the pedestrian lane towards the busy street where we would eventually part ways. Jisoo and Nayeon already agreed to head on off to Metro Station, on what I would imagine to talk about Dawn and what follows next. Hyojong, on the other hand, asked me to come walking down with him perhaps thinking of the same exact thing for Jisoo.

“So… I guess this is where we finally split paths,” I heard Jisoo say as she and Nayeon turned in place to face us. “We had fun. It was nice to meet all of you, and your friends are really fun to be with as well.”

“You forgot that they’re good looking as well,” added Nayeon, followed by an awkward eye-contact towards me.

I really don’t know what else to do so I just smiled.

“I’m happy that you had that impression. I had fun, so… it’s good-bye for now?” Dawn asked with a wide smile. Jisoo replied by nodding and eventually giving the two guys short bows. Nayeon immediately followed her gesture.

“Well, please take care heading home. I’ll see you around, and maybe out on another one like this… I hope that this won’t be the last, Hyojong-ah.”

“I’ll see you around school, Jisoo, Nayeon… thank you.”

“I have a reason to thank you too, so we’re even,” she replied.

I smiled and bowed, copying what Dawn had done to maintain consistency as well as courtesy. We gave our farewell waves to them both and proceeded to head down the long road. However, before we could even reach a good amount of distance, I heard Nayeon say my name.

“Good bye, Jae-in…!”

I turned my head towards her, about in perfect time to see her run a finger behind her ear and then proceeding to give me a teasing smile. I could only do so much but nod and smile as I resumed walking beside Dawn on a rather awkward and unexpected situation, probably made worse with a teasing chuckle from my friend.

“Would you look at that; Nayeon seemed to be interested in you, you know.”

“I think otherwise, man. I feel like she’s just teasing me, so I never made it a big deal even though she’s like that throughout the date.”

Dawn chuckled, which I really did expect to come from him.

“She’s always like that. I don’t even know if she’s sure half the time.”

“Yeah, but enough about me; congratulations, man; you really pulled this off and managed to bring her out on a date. Next time, it would just be the two of you and that’s going to be the start.”

“Man yeah I’m really looking forward for what’s ahead of me. I won’t waste everyone’s effort and I’ll truly pursue her.”

“I’ll just be supporting you. I’m sorry that I got really busy last week; I didn’t even know that you already finished the overhaul and managed to get a good impression. Shinwon told me about everything. It seemed that you never stopped working even after we had that convo. I’m proud of your achievements Dawnie boy.”

“Things got a bit fast, but at least it all went well. All I have to do now was to not fuck this up.”

“Yeah sure… like that’s going to happen…”

“Of course, I do hope that things like this would not only happen to me. I want all of you to be happy as well, especially you, Jae-in. I know that you just broke up with Soyeon, but I’m positive that you’re going to get your girl soon. On that note, why don’t you try my method out?”

I grinned.

“Ah, I know that it might be really effective but I’m not interested in looking for people just yet; not until Soyeon’s still fresh inside my memory. It would be a while ‘til I get comfortable going out with someone.”

“I guess I can respect that, man… I guess you really did not like her, huh?”

“Well, among a lot of things, yeah… it is what it is. Can’t force myself unto someone I’m not entirely into, right?”

Dawn and I paused for a moment as we continued walking down the path. The skies have now completely darkened as stars finally shone in the distance. In turn, the first batches of street lights as well as establishment illuminations were a discrete sign that evening was fast approaching.

“Have you… Have you told Soyeon of the real reason why you broke up with her, though?” I heard Dawn ask after we passed by a well-occupied cake shop.

“I did. I told her of everything. I even got slapped for it, remember?”

“Did you tell her, like EVERYTHING?”

“Hmmm…? What are you going at?”

“Did you tell Soyeon that you broke up with her because you already have a girlfriend?”

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Next Chapter: The Ideal Girlfriend

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Miss Academia Chapter 1: Just For Fun

☆ Characters: Teacher Jeonghan, Teacher Nayeon

Warnings: mention of bullying, indirect mention of past trauma, lots of crying, departure Word count: ~ 2.5k

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“Class dismissed!” 

You quickly pack your things. Finally, it’s your favourite time of the day—going home—so you can actually get to your studies after a long day of time waste.

Just as you were about to leave, the teacher spoke. “Y/n, please stay behind.” A huff of frustration almost left you, but thanks to your emotion control instincts, you stayed unchanging. You waited until everyone left the classroom, then approached the teacher.

“Yes, Mr. Yoon?” Mr. Yoon looked up from the homework he was checking. “Ah, y/n, I thought you left. Have a seat, we have something to discuss.” As you settled down on the seat in front of his desk, he turned his full attention to you before starting. “So… have you thought about where to continue your study?”

You have been studying in this community school since kindergarten. Currently, in 9th grade, almost done with middle school.

*With a deep sigh Where do I even start? This school is full of low-class people. Even the teachers are unknowledgeable. Mr. Yoon is different, though. He’s been looking out for you and keeping an eye on you since forever. He has seen the way you put your everything into your studies, your enthusiasm to always learn something, and your interests that are beyond something kids your age like. And, guess what? That’s one of the big reasons you got bullied.

Lame, right? 

Mr. Yoon is your number 1 supporter. He’s the one who pushed you with your academic interests and abilities—applying you to competitions, you know, putting your abilities to work. He helps you with some of your studies and answers all your questions willingly. And even if he couldn’t answer your question then, he would find the answer for you by the next day.

You’ve learned not to ask the other teachers. They would either shoo you away to go search for it on your own or insult you to death just because they didn’t know the answer to your advanced questions. And when you corrected them in class or tell them that the information they delivered was wrong, those were the days you used to go home with red eyes, crying from the humiliation, and all the things spitted at you by the teachers and the classmates.

“Oh, look at Miss Y/n everyone. She thinks she knows more than I do.” “Why don’t you teach the class if you’re so clever then? Come on.” “So you’re the one with the teaching degree?” You’re not even sure if they hold any degree at all or how they even passed their college to become a teacher.

“You just can't stop being a know-it-all, eh?” You were only 9, getting ganged up on. Can you imagine what effect it had on a soft-hearted girl. “Awe, are you going to cry? She's going to cry, everyone!” No one helped you, they all just stood there and watched, not wanting to get themselves involved, dickheads. You didn’t even stand up for yourself, only accepting and letting everyone's words and acts get to you, overshadowing your real thoughts and personality. You were convinced that they are right and believed in all the

Lies lies lies

You can’t separate what’s reality or just made-up things any longer.

And

You were lost, so lost. And if I be honest, you still are.

In the end, you understand that you only have yourself, no hero is going to come and save you. You needed to be your own saviour. After years and years of getting stepped on and on, letting them control your mind, and filling your own head with all the false statements about you.

You had enough.

Mr. Yoon has seen you since you were little till now that you’ve transformed into a completely different person. How these ruthless people affected you, turning the sweet sunshine girl into a cold, stoic one.

How else were you supposed to survive this place, shield yourself, and bring yourself back up on your feet again? So you threw her away.

Mr. Yoon also knows that a talent like you won’t be able to go anywhere if you stay here. This is not a place for you.

“Uh…here?” Your answer came out more like a question because where else will you go when this is the only school in your area?

Mr. Yoon sighed, putting his pen down. “Y/n, your capability is unfitting for this school, you know it. And your curiosities and interests are beyond something this school can provide for you.” You stayed silent, so with a contemplating sigh he continued, “WILL Academy is opening for new students to ap-”

“WILL ACADEMY?!” You exclaimed in bewilderment. Mr. Yoon put his hands out to hush you.

“Calm down! Y/n, please listen. I know what you’re thinking, but please just listen first.” He quickly stated.

You shook your head frantically in no no no no no. Is this some kind of a joke? Because WILL is only a dream for someone from a middle-class family like you. You’ve only seen this heavenly place on the television, how luxurious it is, and heard about their interesting study systems, they even have advanced classes that your local library probably doesn’t even have the books for, so…yeah, you’re definitely not overreacting. It’s too unrealistic. You won’t even dare to go there in your dreams.

“There’s an academic test you’ll need to take as the scores are required for the application.” “This is ridiculous.” “You already have too many impressive achievements, like your first place in the ‘Math Problem Solving Competition’ since the 6th grade, first place in literally every ‘Biology Contest’ ever, ‘Poetry Contest,’ ‘Chess Competition.’ You even participated in ‘History Debates’ and presented your projects at Science Fairs, and so much more. Y/n! Impressive is an understatement to state you. When most of the people your age or even older can’t even match 1/4 of your achievements.” Mr. Yoon finally took a breath after rapping out. Counting his fingers, he mumbled with a frown. “What else?” Trying to remember what else you’ve done.

You watched Mr. Yoon with your upper lip curled in bemusement at how certain he sounded. Did he forget? “Mr. Yoon, my parents can’t affor-” You were about to remind him when he cut you off.

“There is a position for a full scholarship.”

Your eyes widened to the level that it felt like they would pop right out of your skull, but then you turned back normal again. Even after that, “There will still be a lot of other expenses. The academy is in the city far from here, and they have this…weird rich people lifestyle that is very different from mine.”

“Can you at least try, y/n?” Mr. Yoon pleaded.

I mean… there’s no loss in just trying, right? No need to take it serious. You pondered on it before speaking, “Just for fun?” 

Mr. Yoon perked up. “Just for fun.” He confirmed.

You enjoy challenging yourself, wanting to know if there are any limits to you and if there is possibly anything you can’t do.

Since when you were little, when most kids play around, you sit alone, reading or observing their behaviours. Never had a friend of your own, the only one that was nice to you moved away when you turned 7. Lucky number my ass. The other ones that called themselves your “friend” turned out to be bitches that only used your innocent ass for your brain and their grades.

You don’t talk, like… at all cause who the fuck will you even talk to?These shits? No, thank you. You grew to find peace in your own presence. But you do speak up if it’s necessary now. Some kids still sometimes look your way weirdly, but as you simply look up from your book with your habitual sharp eyes, they all divert their eyes and move away. But rarely does that happen because mostly you’re a ghost, no one really cares about you or even sees you. Why? I don’t know, maybe you just have that spy skill to go unnoticed, or maybe because of the stone behaviour you’ve developed.

Your parents are your number 1.2 and 1.3 supporters of your interests, especially in your study. You just know if you tell them about WILL Academy, they will most definitely push you, even if it’s more than what they can afford. But you do not want that, so you decide to keep quiet.

//

[One day of some week in some month]

You walked back home from school like usual. “I’m home!” You announced as you took off your shoes before going in. You took a deep breath at the smell of fresh bakery mom had made. Best part of the day for sure. Time to steal some. You made your way to the kitchen with a content hum. Walking in, both of them were sitting at the dining table with some papers on the dining table, either bills or work stuff, not your business. “Me just want a something that Mrs. Chef has made in my mouth.”

Mom got up from her seat as she heard you, rushing to give you a hug, causing you to tense up by the suddenness. “You didn’t tell me you applied to WILL Academy.” She said softly.

‘How did they know?’

“Oh, I only applied for fun, it’s nothing, Mom.” Your voice came out muffled from being pressed into her shoulder. “What do you mean just for fun? You could have told us, you know?” She backed away a little. You stayed silent for a few seconds before replying. “I just...didn’t want you two to worry about it for no reason.” She hugged you again, tighter this time, which made you even more confused. 

‘What does it have anything to do with this…hugging thing going on?’

Then you heard quiet sniffles. You frowned, backing away to look at her. “Mom, what’s wrong with you?” Dad lifted one of the papers from the table and waved it lightly. You hesitantly slightly before walking to take it from him.

‘WILL Academy logo’

Dear Y/n Y/l/n,

We have received your entry application for the ‘Year 10’ students. Your profile, achievements, and especially your scores were beyond impressive. You have scored the 2nd highest ranking out of all the applicants, so we are writing this letter with immense pleasure to CONGRATULATE you on being selected as the recipient of our highly competitive scholarship.

Your dedication and commitment to your academic pursuits have not gone unnoticed and have significantly distinguished you from the other applicants.

This scholarship is just the beginning of your bright future with us, we’re looking forward to having an excellent student like you at our academy. 

WELCOME TO WILL

Your hands started shaking the moment you saw the big ass CONGRATULATION. Your eyes widened as you read the letter, gaping in shock, and goosebumps erupted through your body.

You got in?

You, Y/n Y/l/n, got into the WILL academy? Shut up.

But then you reminded yourself that you're not going. You just tried it out for fun.

You looked up from the paper to them, about to say something, but Dad shook his head, stopping you. 

“You know we would always support you, right?” “It doesn’t matter. This is about your future, y/n, and we’d do everything for that.”

“We’ll figure it out”

//

Dad did everything he could to make you as convenient as possible. Your single filthy-rich aunt Sejeong, who lives alone in her mansion in that city, decided to take you in as her responsibility. She couldn’t contain her excitement when she heard the news.

“Let her live with me! I’m so lonely. FINALLY, I’ll have company.” “Don’t you worry about her at all, brother. She’ll have a bodyguard with her at all times.” “If anyone even glanced at my tiger, I’ll write a lawsuit at them!” And yes, she’s kinda (very) dramatic. 

Knowing she has good intentions, Dad still doesn’t like accepting help from others, even if it’s from his sister. 

“I’m serious, brother. I can take care of everything for y/n. You don’t have to worry about anything at all, okay? She’s like my daughter, you know?” After arguing for almost an hour with aunt, Dad finally gave up, knowing he’d never win. “Fine…but since you’re going to be taking care of y/n for a long time now, at least let me do something for her.” 

“Your stubbornness is 100% from Sejeong.” Dad always tells you.

Your aunt hardly agreed to let him rent a condominium room fully by himself for you. The academy and your aunt’s mansion are in different areas, so Dad insisted on getting you a condominium room.

You argued that a normal apartment would be more than fine. “It’s a waste of money, Dad.” “It’s just unnecessary.” “It’ll onl-”

“Do you want unwanted attention again?” He shut you, finalising with. “You have to fit in.”

//

Mr. Yoon cried when you informed the news to him. “I knew it!” He shouted, getting up from his seat in his office room. He was about to hug you but stopped as he remembered. You’ve become sensitive and hyper-aware of physical touches or even proximity because of the traumatic event that happened to you in 8th grade. 

But you stepped closer to him yourself, reassuring him that he can. Mr. Yoon played the biggest part in your success and even in your life. He's the fourth person after Mom, Dad, and Jeongie that you gave your trust to and let your guard down when being with. He is like a mother figure to you.

“A bright future is waiting for you, my little Miss Academia.”

//

The last day of school came faster than ever. You felt such a relief to get away from this horrible place, but somehow you still felt a little sad to leave the school you’ve been studying in since you were 4 years old to now finishing at 15 years old, even if it has given you sickening life-changing experiences, and a lifetime's worth of traumas.

You took a walk around the school after the final exam to look at everything one last time and capture it in your mind. You visited the library, your favourite place in the school. All the classrooms you’ve studied in, the field where you used to play badminton with some other kids. You smiled slightly at the memory of the other kids not wanting to play with you because you always beat them all. You made sure to skip and walk past the gymnasium on the side of the field quickly, so your brain wouldn't replay it again.

You also visited the small studio you loved to go sing in whenever you felt down. Mrs. Im, your singing teacher for 6 years, works in the studio. She's the one who suggested the way to cope with your overthinking and unstoppable thoughts. You learned to write your thoughts down into words whenever they become too complicated and too much for you to take. And convert them into lyrics and make songs out of it.

‘Will you come back?’ (CHIHIRO by Billie Eilish, but lyric changes are applied to fit the message better.) was the first song you wrote.

‘ To take my love away

When I come back around, will I know what to say?

Said you won't forget yourself

Not today, not tomorrow

Kinda strange, feelin' sorrow

Had to change, you should follow (follow)

When I come back around, will I know what to say?

Not today, or tomorrow

Open up the door, can you open up the door?

I know you said before you can't cope with any more

You told me it was war, said you'd show me what it’s for

I hope it's not for sure, can you open up the door?

Did you take

My love away

From me?

Thought I saw you in the mirror when I looked away

Saw you turn around, but it wasn't your face

Said, "I need to be alone now, I'm takin' a break"

How come when I returned, you were gone away?

I don't, I don't know who you are

I don't know you at all

I don't know you

Not at all

I don't, I don't know who you are

I don't know you at all

I don't know you

Did you take

My love away

From me? Me…’

—

‘What have I done for?’ (What was I made for? By Billie Eilish) was your second song.

‘ I used to float, now I just fall down

I used to know but I'm not sure now

Why I was played on

What have I done for?

Thinking back on, I was shining bright

Looked so alive, then the lights all died

Just something you stepped on

What have I done for?

'Cause I, I

I don't know how to feel

But I wanna try

I don't know how to feel

But someday, I might

Someday, I might

When did it end? All the enjoyment

I'm sad again, don't tell my mother

It's not what she's made for

What was I made for?

'Cause I, 'cause I

I don't know how to feel

But I wanna try

I don't know how to feel

But someday I might

Someday I might

Think I forgot how to be happy

Something I'm not, but something I wish to be

Something I wait for

Something I'm made for

Something I'm made for ’

“Come in!” You opened the door carefully. “Oh, Y/n~” She said sweetly to you like always, and that was enough to finally make your eyes water. “Awee, come here!” She got up from her seat and took you in a hug, surprised because she hadn't seen you crying for a while now. “It’s ok, love.” You let out a little sob. “I’ll miss you.” You said to her. She smiled shakily, tearing up herself. “I will as much, where else will I ever find a girl like you, huh?” She caressed your cheeks lovingly and wiped your tears away. “Don’t you dare forget such a lovely teacher as me, hmm?” She said playfully to lighten the mood. You let out a chuckle with more sobs, hugging her back. She’s the only other teacher who understood you and helped you a lot during the hard times.

Lastly, you visited Mr. Yoon’s office, where you always came to ask him questions. He was checking the test papers when you knocked. “Come in.” He looked up. “Oh, y/n. Why are you still here? You want me to take you home?” You shook your head softly. “Had to visit you..one last time.” Your voice trembled at the end as your eyes started watering again. You tried to blink away the tears, but it was useless. He looked at you with a slight frown before smiling softly and standing up. “Glad you did.” He opened his arms. You didn’t waste a second, walking closer to hug him, crying all over again.

“Remember me with a smile, not with tears.”

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↳ we won’t write ships, unless it’s in a polyamorous pairing.

↳ mental abuse, physical abuse, and abuse in general within a pairing is not allowed. topics of it, however, are allowed.

⋅˚₊‧ ୨ fandoms ୧ ‧₊˚

— new jersey devils

— edmonton oilers

— seattle kraken

— florida panthers

— toronto maple leafs

— anaheim ducks

— boston bruins

— chicago blackhawks

— calgary flames

— ottawa senators

— los angeles kings

— winnipeg jets

— tampa bay lightning

— washington capitals

— philidelphia flyers

— columbus blue jackets

— nashville predators

— san jose sharks

— arizona coyotes

— st louis blues

— buffalo sabres

— pittsburgh penquins

— montreal canadiens

— vancouver canucks

— minnesota wild

— colorado avalanche

— vegas golden knights

— detriot red wings

— new york islanders

— dallas stars

— carolina hurricanes

— umich (not nhl, but i also don’t care)

— twice

↳ nayeon

↳ jeongyeon

↳ momo

↳ mina

↳ dahyun

↳ chaeyoung

↳ tzuyu

↳ sana

↳ jihyo

— blackpink

↳ lisa

↳ jennie

↳ jisoo

↳ rosé

— (g)i-dle

↳ soyeon

↳ miyeon

↳ soojin

↳ yuqi

↳ shuhua

↳ minnie

— red velvet

↳ irene

↳ seulgi

↳ wendy

↳ joy

↳ yeri

— itzy

↳ yeji

↳ ryujin

↳ lia

↳ yuna

↳ chaeryeong

— le sserafim

↳ yunjin / jennifer

↳ chaewon

↳ sakura

↳ kazuha

↳ eunchae

— ive

↳ wonyoung

↳ yujin

↳ gaeul

↳ liz

↳ leeseo

↳ rei

— loona

↳ heejin

↳ hyunjin

↳ haseul

↳ yeojin

↳ vivi

↳ kim lip

↳ choerry

↳ jinsoul

↳ yves

↳ chuu

↳ gowon

↳ olivia hye

— new jeans

↳ danielle

↳ haerin

↳ hanni

↳ minji

— aespa

↳ karina

↳ winter

↳ giselle

↳ ning ning

— bts

↳ namjoon

↳ yoongi

↳ hoseok

↳ jin

↳ jungkook

↳ jimin

↳ taehyung

— enhypen

↳ ni-ki

↳ jungwon

↳ sunoo

↳ sunghoon

↳ heeseung

↳ jay

↳ jake

— stray kids

↳ bang chan

↳ hyunjin

↳ felix

↳ lee know

↳ i.n

↳ han

↳ changbin

↳ seungmin

— txt

↳ soobin

↳ kai

↳ yeonjun

↳ beomgyu

↳ taehyun

— crash landing on you

↳ ri jeong-hyeok

↳ yoon se-ri

↳ gu seung-joon

↳ seo dan

↳ park kwang-beom

↳ kim jumeok

— all of us are dead

↳ lee su-hyeok

↳ choi nam-ra

↳ lee cheong-san

↳ nam on-jo

↳ yoon gwi-nam

↳ lee na-yeon

↳ jang ha-ri

↳ park mi-jin

↳ jang woo-jin

↳ min eun-ji

↳ kim chul-soo

— sweet home

↳ cha hyun-soo

↳ lee eun-hyuk

↳ lee eun-yoo

↳ seo yi-kyeong

↳ jung jae-heon

↳ pyeon sang-wook

↳ yoon ji-soo

— squid game

↳ kang sae-byeok

↳ seong gi-hu

↳ salesman

↳ hwang jun-ho

↳ ji-yeong

↳ cho sang-wo

↳ front man

↳ abdul ali

↳ circle, triangle, and square guards

© kiss4chuu | no reposts

[kirakiraaa42]

CHARACTER INFO

Hirai Momo 平井 もも

Birthdate: November 9, 1996

Birthplace: Kyotanabe, Kyoto, Japan

Nationality: Japanese

Height: 5'4 in (167 cm)

Zodiac Sign: Scorpio

Occupation: Artist (Main dancer, sub-rapper, sub vocalist), K-pop Idol (TWICE)

Representative Color: Pink

Hobbies: Eating food (especially Jokbal!)

Personality: Cute, girlboss, and dumb (in a cute way); picky eater, clingy, needy, dominant and possessive in private (only to Axelle)

Representative Animal: Raccoon

Emoji: 🐻 (Bear)

Axelle Hutchison

(based on Matthew Beard)

Birthdate: December 1, 2000

Birthplace: Canary Wharf, East London, United Kingdom

Ethnicity: British-Filipino

Nationality: British

Height: Not specified, almost 7 foot

Zodiac Sign: Sagittarius

Religion: Catholic

Occupation: Student

Favorite Color(s): Red, Blue and White (UK COLORS!)

Hobbies: Playing games, sewing, knitting, making shoes, and doing nothing

Personality: Kind, polite, (sometimes nonchalantly) funny, classy, sympathetic; sometimes pessimistic, seeks guidance and love, submissive (only to Momo)

Representative Animal: Grasshopper

Emoji: 🤖 (Robot)

Ryu Ui-hyun as Jeong Chang-hoon

Nam Yoon Su as Yoo Kyeong-jin

Aiko Melendez as Maricar Hutchison

Tom Hiddleston as David Hutchison

Aragaki Yui as Hirai Hanako

Motojima Junsei as Hirai Motaro

Kathryn Newton as Cassie Glover

∭==ღ TWICE ღ==∭

Im Nayeon

Yoo Jeongyeon

Minatozaki Sana

Park Jihyo

Myoi Mina

Son Chaeyoung

Kim Dahyun

Chou Tzuyu

[ariays]

Adding on to my theory:

Nayeon is completely aware of the existence of spells and curses due to her family history and connections. Two years ago, she met Shin Yu while she was working and started dating him, although initially he was completely uninterested in her (context taken from her official character description). But you know what else happened two years ago? Eunwol started losing her abilities and was unable to manage the shrine thus having to be sent to the nursing home (again, context taken from the official character descriptions). Eunwol's role is to guard the Jang family's shrine and in a way, protect the Jang family from any additional harm (aside from the curse of the genetic illness). So when Eunwol left the shrine, she is unable to carry on her duty hence leaving the Jang family, especially Shin Yu, unprotected. This is too much of a coincidence. I also think that this is when Red Hands started making her appearance. This gives the Yoon family the opportunity to have Nayeon grab hold of Shin Yu for their family's political purposes (Jang family is known for their wealth and elite noble status that dates back to the Joseon era) as well as for herself since she did find him attractive at first sight. Whether the Yoon family used their knowledge of black magic to get what they want is a big question mark as of now. But what is confirmed, at least according to the character descriptions, was that Nayeon did purposely plan out a scenario where Shin Yu would have to physically touch/hug her to help her up in which after that, she described it as "Game Over" for Shin Yu... Sounds pretty suspicious and sinister to me tbh.

Destined With You Theory Post

A screenshot of blog post Hong Jo was reading in the earlier episodes.

I'll try to summarize as best as I can...

Basically the blog post Hong Jo was reading describes a dark and mysterious tale from the Joseon era:

It begins by hinting at a curse in the palace, raising questions about whether curses are real and if it started with someone called Aeng Cho. Aeng Cho seems to be the central figure in these events.

A quote from Hyojong Shillok on February 20th, Year 3 of King Hyojong's reign mentions that Aeng Cho is a shaman and she had secretive connections with Lady Yoon. The details surrounding her actions are described as eerie and secretive.

Lady Yoon, a consort, comissioned servants to collect various remains from the deceased, including skulls, hands, feet, teeth, hair, flesh and even items related to tombs. She gathered these items secretly and buried them beneath the ground where the king walked during the night.

The purpose of gathering these items was to curse the one who ascended to the throne, plotting to end the king's life by collecting the necessary materials for the curse.

Aeng Cho, who wrote the book on divination and magic, was known for her proficiency in various forms of sorcery. Lady Yoon learned curse spells from Aeng Cho, aiming to end the king's life.

According to my previous theory if Lady Yoon is Yoon Na Yeon's ancestor then her family is definitely heavily involved in shamanism/black magic even today and would know how to cast a curse from the knowledge being passed down from Lady Yoon, their ancestor, who learned it directly from Aeng Cho. So Aeng Cho wasn't the only one who knows about the book of curses. Lady Yoon knows it too.

[daisyjoners]

tag dump part three. ( n - z )

[theossluvr]

all of us are dead is a jaw-dropping show, despite the fact that the whole “zombie apocalypse” plot is cliché.

the series includes many amazing characters, and many characters you will envy, which makes the whole show more interesting.

you will go through tons of emotions while watching the series, trust me on that. many heartbreaking scenes are portrayed throughout, and if you’re the type to cry over sad scenes, you will 100% cry while watching all of us are dead.

i honestly don’t know why i’m making this post, but it’s mainly for the ones who’re just stumbling upon it and wondering if it’s worth the time to watch it.

you will absolutely fall in love with the actors, too. they’re insanely talented and they were perfectly casted.

some of the cast:

CHO YIHYUN

INSTA: yihyun_1208

CASTED AS: CHOI NAMRA

LEE YOUMI

INSTA: leeyoum262

CASTED AS: LEE NAYEON

PARK JIHU

INSTA: 03_hu

CASTED AS: NAM ONJO

PARK SOLOMON (lomon)

INSTA: lomon991111

CASTED AS: LEE SUHYEOK

YOO INSOO

INSTA: k.a_innsoo

CASTED AS: YOON GWINAM

(i was only able to find this selfie that would be spoiler-free)

YOON CHANYOUNG

INSTA: yooncy1

CASTED AS: LEE CHEONGSAN

p.s:

they make me malfunction????

anyways, i truly believe that if you haven’t seen all of us are dead, you should watch it! it’s worth it!!

[noneofusaresimping]

For You

pairing! Hyeonju x f! reader

— Hyeonju finds out about the things Yoon Gwinam has did to her girlfriend.

warnings! Comfort, no zombies, SA, mentions of Gwinam using y/n and eunji, fighting, blood, language, bad writing, etc

note! i wanted to do this for so long and so i did it‼️ don't get me wrong though, i hate the things Hyeonju has done and the character herself[not really], but she is still HOT and I love her looks.(I WANTED TO MAKE A HYEONJU STORY FOR SO LONG UGH)

[this is purely fictional and for entertainment only!!)

(Y/n pov)

[I don't know how she would react in this situation so this is how I think she would lol]

I watched while him pull off Eunji's shirt. She didn't even try to cover herself up. She was used to it. So was I.

Yoon Gwinam. I hated him. He was a part of this group of bullies, and I despised every single one of them except for Hyeonju.

She was different than them. She was still caring and remorseful for the things she did unlike those other fuckers.

"How about you?" Gwinam said, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Huh? You fucking whore" He laughed along with the other men. "Shall we see what you look like?" One said standing up to come see me.

"You can go," one told Eunji who looked back at me. I didn't want her to go, but I also didn't want her to stay.

"Now!" He ordered stomping over to her forcibly grabbing her arm so she would leave. Once she was out of sight it was my turn. Now, here I was, naked in front of a camera while they did inappropriate things to me.

"Slut"

"Smile for the camera"

I did what they said. I smiled as hard as I could visibly holding back tears that threatened to plummet to the floor anytime soon.

"Leave her alone," a calming voice said adverting everyone's attention from me. I didn't even want to look the person in the eyes. I felt guilty, ashamed, and overall disgusted with myself.

"Let's go" The voice mumbled to me helping me out.

I managed to mumble a small "thank you" before walking away.

Lee Suhyeok always came to my rescue when I need it. As much as I resented him for his past he would still always be there to help me.

I heard footsteps behind me a soothing hand slid up my back to my shoulder. I stood still at the sudden movements the memories of what just happened flooding by the brain at once.

I wanted to cry thinking I would turn around to see Yoon Gwinam standing there, but instead, it was my best friend Seo Hyoryung and Lee Nayeon who was standing beside her.

"Hey, are u okay?" She asked .

"Umm of course"

"Then why are you not looking us in the eye?"

"I-"

Hyoryung raised a brow seeing how tense I was just from her touching my shoulder.

Hyoryung and Nayeon both have known for the longest time that Yoon Gwinam has given me problems in the past, but I haven't told them about the things he and his friends have been doing lately or Nayeon would have most likely told Hyeonju.

"Hey! We need to talk about what happened with u and those jerks." Suhyeok announced not even noticing Hyoryung or Nayeon's presences at the time.

I sighed deeply upon hearing Hyoryung's gasp at the statement or at least that's what I thought it was for. "What happened to your face?" Hyoryung shrieked grabbing my cheeks.

"Look Nayeon"

Nayeon turned her eyes going big and her mouth about to hit the ground. "What the hell? Are you okay? Who did this? I'm going to go get Hyeonju"

"NO" I screamed grabbing her wrist. She tried to remove my hand but I wouldn't let go. "Don't tell Hyeonju she will kill him"

"Kill who?" Hyoryung asked again ripping my hand off of Nayeon whose wrist was as red as blood now.

"Yoon Gwinam" Suhyeok snitched and explained in full detail about what they did to me and Eunji and how Eunji came and told him everything.

Hyoryung glanced at me in disbelief. "Just promise me you won't tell Hyeonju or anyone at that. I don't want any more problems between me and Gwinam." Nayeon nodded pulling me into a hug.

I soon started sobbing into her chest at this point she didn't even care that her clothes were soaked with my tears.

"Let's go to the nurse before class starts." Suhyeok proposed.

Once we reached the nurse she did her best to clean the wounds. The dry blood being scraped off by swollen lip. "What happened to you? There is too many wounds on your body to be an accident."

"She umm fell down the umm steps" Hyoryung lied holding my hand when the nurse pulled out the alcohol wipes. "Mhm," The nurse responded knowing we were lying but she didn't want to ask any more questions which would make me uncomfortable.

"What about her black eye?" Nayeon raised a question pointing at it like the nurse didn't obviously see it beforehand.

"There's not much I can do for it. I can give u some ice." We all rolled our eyes seeing the small ice baggy.

"Thank you" Hyoryung grinned accepting it from her hand. She carefully positioned it on my eye the bell ringing moments later.

We were all excused from the office and now we're required to go to class.

I mumbled small curse words to myself dreading what was to come next. Hyeonju would freak out.

I was forced inside by Nayeon and Hyoryung and Suhyeok wasn't too far behind shutting the door behind him.

"What happened to you?" Gyeongsu kidded seeing the ice bag I was holding. "She probably fell going up the steps again." Cheongsan cackled but immediately ceased detecting Nayeon and Suhyeok's faces.

"Are you okay?" Onjo questioned from her desk. All eyes were on me now including Hyeonju's.

"Are you alright?" Hyeonju finally spoke up arising from her slumber. She made her way over to me lifting her hand from her pockets to raise my chin so I would look at her, but I flinched instead confusing her deeply.

Hyoryung patted my back softly bringing me over to my desk which was beside her. Hyeonju stayed with Nayeon and Suhyeok by the door while everyone else just watched the scene confused.

"HE DID WHAT!" Hyeonju's voice rung through the classroom the sound of yelling and desk and chairs scraping the floor could be heard through the whole school.

I looked up to see Cheongsan, Suhyeok, and Gyeongsu blocking the door while Nayeon, Onjo, and Isak tried to stop Hyeonju from running out of the door.

"They all must have heard" I mumbled to Hyoryung who nodded. Ms.Park finally came running into the room hearing all of the commotion from outside the door.

"What is going on?" She asked as calmly as she could. "Hyeonju is trying to kill another student in this school." Isak explained as best as she could.

"What did this student do?" Ms.Park asked Hyeonju who only sighed deeply running her fingers through her hair.

Onjo pointed at me a huge sigh coming from Ms.Park's mouth. The whole class knew about me and Hyeonju so it was only reasonable that Ms.Park would find out too.

"Hyeonju you can handle this little problem after school or you could talk to me about it in the hallway later either way everyone get in your seats class is about to start." Ms.Park pushed through the kids going over to the board to write our assignment for the day.

Everyone hurried their desks back to it's original positions and sat.

Hyeonju stomped her feet with an angry whine or whatever it was leaving her mouth. Ms.Park tilted her head just giving her a look. Hyeonju rolled her eyes launching back into her seat which was beside me.

While the lecture went on she would glance at me while her head lay on her desk. I also laid my head down just staring at her.

"Since when?" She mouthed not wanting to get caught talking by Ms.Park or else she would give us homework and move our seats.

I instantly knew what she was talking about. I wanted to just sink into my chair and die. "A long time" I mouthed back not really knowing an exact answer.

Hyeonju no longer hanged with the group of bullies since she started dating me and they seem to hate it maybe that's the reason they want to hurt me so bad.

She shook her head in pure rage and disbelief. "I am going to kill him" She whispered to me her face red. Damn she looked scary or well not really she looked even cuter than before.

I moved my face closer to her kissing her softly since my swollen lip was still hurting. She pulled back rolling her eyes. "I'm still going to kill him." She mumbled turning so she was no longer facing me.

Class ended faster than it usually would Hyeonju being the first student out of their seat. She quickly ran to the door.

I stood up also my eyes finding Suhyeok who just shook his head. Should I go after her? Or should I stay and listen to Suhyeok?

I decided to just listen to Suhyeok and I hung out with Hyoryung and Nayeon all day while Hyeonju did her own thing.

The next day was pretty chill. Gwinam didn't try to come find me or Eunji today. Was it a part of a plan? Did they hurt Hyeonju?

A million thoughts ran through my head but two arms slipped around my waist pulling me closer to them.

I looked up to see Hyeonju with only a few scratch marks on her face. "I took care of him for you" She grinned pecking my lips.

[nia-journals]

*SPOILERS* All of us are dead rant

- suhyeok, cheongsan, and gyeong su had the cutest friendship ever

- i-sak and onjo also had the cutest friendship as well.

- lee nayeon and yoon gwinam lasted way too fucking long and them bitches had me about to jump the TV and fighting their shit

- namra is the best girl and she is absolutely probably my favorite character ever

- kim chaelsoo is the biggest snake bitch on the damn show.

- mijin and hari were the OT ship deadass

- the parents d*ing honestly hit me harder than anything

- park heesu story, although short, honestly had me so sad she did everything to protect her baby

- ig i understand whyhe did it but what science teacher byeongchan did was unacceptable

- gyeong su’s death was the saddest death ive seen in tv history stfu im still not over it

- jae-il and hocheol needed to be a bigger part of the storytbh them and the kids

- did we ever see what happened to cheongsan’s father or do we assume he d*ed????

- the assembly woman and her group had me mad af initially like so ju had to go save his daughter, that was his priority.

- u sin was kinda fine bye

- gwinam did not need to last that long that bitch was too indestructible so annoying

- that blogger was funny lol the fucking childcare infant zombies chasing after him lol

- their english teacher kinda got me mad defending nayeon after what she did although i get she was trying to have them stick together.

- their whole classroom was so good together (after nayeon left) i like that they stuck by eachothers side (although jimin not helping hyo ryung was definitely fucked up)

- cheongsan is still alive

[24hlevi]

Upcoming All Of Us Are Dead Works:

1. Around You (Suhyeok X Male!Reader) [fluff] <oneshot>

2. Adaption (Cheongsan X Fem!Reader) [fluff] <oneshot>

3. Lee Suhyeok SFW Alphabet (Suhyeok X Gn!Reader) <sfw alphabet>

4. Contradiction (Gyeongsu X Gn!Reader) [fluff] <oneshot>

i love my men but pls send reqs for the girls :(

update:

4. Nam Onjo As Your Girlfriend

5. Sweet Idiocy (Namra X Male!Reader) [fluff]

6. Mayday (Onjo X Fem!Reader) [fluff] <oneshot>

7. Jealousy, Jealousy (Namra X Gn!Reader) [fluff] <oneshot>

8. Soul Lady (Suhyeok X Fem!Reader) [fluff] <oneshot>

9. Toxic (Gwinam X Gn!Reader) [angst] <oneshot>

10. Reminisce About All (Namra X Fem!Reader) [angst] <oneshot>

11. The Truth Untold (Namra X Fem!Reader) [fluff/comfort] <oneshot>

12. AOUAD Characters Dating A Latina (Gwinam, Namra, Suhyeok, Hari, & Cheongsan X Fem!Reader) <hcs>

13. AOUAD Characters Reaction To You Being On Your Period (Gwinam, Namra, Suhyeok, & Cheongsan X Fem!Reader) <hcs>

14. Being Gwinam's Sibling and Getting In A Fight (Gwinam X Gn!Reader) {Platonic} <hcs>

15. Jang Hari As Your Girlfriend (Hari X Gn!Reader) <hcs>

16. Queen Of Broken Hearts (Namra X Gn!Reader) [angst] <oneshot>

17. Yoon Gwinam SFW Alphabet (Gwinam X Gn!Reader) <sfw alphabet>

18. Bad Habit (Nayeon X Fem!Reader) [Fluff?] <oneshot>

19. Save Me, Save You (Suhyeok X Fem!Reader) [Fluff] <oneshot>

20. 0X1=LOVESONG (Namra X Gn!Reader) [Fluff] <oneshot>

21. Gwinam W/ A Loving S/o (Gwinam X Gn!Reader) <hcs>

22. Oh Joonyoung SFW Alphabet (Joonyoung X Gn!Reader) <sfw alphabet>

23. AOUAD Characters Reaction To You Sending A Cryptic Message & Not Responding Pt. 2 (Cheongsan, Gyeongsu, Suhyeok, Hari, & Namra X Gn!Reader) <hcs>

25. Making Out W/ Nam Onjo (Onjo X Gn!Reader) <hcs>

26. AOUAD Characters W/ a FTM!S/o (Mijin, Hari, Suhyeok, Namra, & Cheongsan X FTM!Reader) <hcs>

note: for #13 i may decide to randomly decline it bc of dysphoria so yeah pls don't hate me for that if i do

there are still more they just don't have titles yet so i didn't include them here so dw if you're request isnt included

[ttenshiii]

a b o u t m e !

hello! i’m Tenshi (天使) !

i write abt Saebyeok bc i luv her sm

my pronouns are she/her

requests are open !

i LUV kpop & kdramas

groups i stan are : twice (ult), itzy, loona, red velvet, aespa, stayc, blackpink, gidle, mamamoo, momoland, skz, billlie, ive, nmixx, got the beat (girls on top), txt, red velvet irene & seulgi !

my biases are : jeongyeon (ult), ryujin, yves, joy, ningning, yoon, lisa, minnie & soyeon, wheein & moonbyul, ahin, lee know & felix, moon sua, yujin, jinni, karina & hyoyeon, soobin & yeonjun, both

my fav soloists are : sunmi (fav), iu, yukika, chungha, taeyeon, hyuna, boa, bibi, sulli, seori, somi, eyedi, hyolyn, alexa, cl, hyo, jo yuri, nayeon, kwon eun bi, natty, yena, adora

casual listener : fromis, izone, oh my girl, rolling quartz, cherry bullet, everglow, dreamcatcher, girls generation / snsd, weki meki, wjsn / cosmic girls, dia, clc, weeekly, gfriend, alice / elris, purple kiss, kep1er, gwsn, 2ne1, 3ye, secret number, girls day, aoa, exid, kard, lightsum, niziU, saturday, wonder girls, woo!ah!, le sserafim, Apink, fx, p1harmony, brave girls, pixy, dalshabet, enhypen, i.o.i, limesoda, rocket punch, blackswan, class:y, pinkfantasy, april, bugAboo, 4minute, dreamnote, miss a, sistar, t-ara, seventeen, ateez, xg, brown eyed girls, xdinary heros, viviz, new jeans, ily:1, exo

my biases : chaeyoung, yena, mimi, arem, jiwon, aisha, siyeon, sunny, hyoyeon, seohyun, lua, seola, jueun, eunbin, monday, eunha, yuju, ej, ireh, youngeun, miya, cl, haeun, jinny, yura, hyeri, seolhyun, le, jiwoo, chowon, sangah, ayaka, mayuka, haneul, ot4, lucy, chaewon, yunjin, chorong, ot5, keeho, yujeong, ot5, jiyul, subin, jake, chung ha, jangmi, sohee, fatou, seonyou, yechan, chaekyung, zin, jiyoon, sumin, fei, bora, hyorin, jiyeon, dino, mingi, maya, gain, jooyeon, sinB, hyein, ara, baekyun

i luv cats & pigs !

basically i luv all animals💀

but cats r my fav

my ult bias is Jeongyeon

my fav color is pink

my aesthetic is basically anything w/ pink in it💀

my fav kdrama is Hotel Del Luna

i also luv animes

my fav anime is Sailor Moon

i’m a dancer !

my hobbies are : dancing, listening 2 music & fangirling over Saebyeok even tho she’s a fictional character-

luv u xx <33

[saebyeoked]

information about this blog

as of right now i'm writing for squid game, alice in borderland, and sweet home. below is a list of characters i will write for and things i will and will not write.

also as a general forewarning, I DO NOT ALLOW MY WORKS TO BE REPOSTED BY ANYONE OTHER THAN MYSELF. my works may eventually appear on wattpad under the username 'saebyeoked'. that is me. i would appreciate it if you let me know if someone is reposting my works on other sites. thank you.

characters i'll write for

squid game

seong gihun

cho sangwoo

kang saebyeok

jiyeong

ali abdul

jang deok-su

hwang junho

hwang inho

the salesman

alice in borderland

arisu ryohei

karube daikichi

chota segawa

chishiya shuntaro

niragi suguru

saori shibuki

usagi yuzuha

rizuna ann

mira kano

sweet home

cha hyun-su

yoon ji-su

lee eun-hyuk

lee eun-yu

pyeon sang-wook

jung jae-heon

seo yi-kyung

park yuri

all of us are dead

lee cheong-san

nam onjo

lee su-hyeok

choi namra

yoon gwi-nam

park mijin

lee nayeon

han gyeong-su

oh joon-young

park sun-hwa

things i will not write

nsfw (i'll write suggestive material but nothing too in depth if that makes sense)

heavy descriptions of eating disorders

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im crying about almost all the characters who died in all of us are dead do you have any fuck canon ideas for them surviving. esp cheongsan because he should have lived idk as a hambie or smth

oh god solid ass same, fuck. mind you, i'll be the first to say that the way the show played out was so fluid and good that even with these deaths, it was amazing and i enjoyed watching it both my first and second time around. many more rewatches to come tbf

but i love aus and i love making dead characters not be dead. so yeah, fuck canon ideas incoming. below a readmore because it's long af

lee cheongsan

hambie. fuckin hambie. hambie af. namra got bitten by gwinam too and she became a hambie, so it's not exactly outside of the realm of possibility. canon or not, there are theories floating around that cheongsan didn't die, anyway. the body that you see in the rubble in the last episode doesn't appear to be his either. but i digress

i'm actually working on a post-canon fic where cheongsan doesn't die in that explosion. i have a lot to figure out about it, but i would give anything for that dude to rise from those ashes and shuffle his little hambie ass out into the streets. would absolutely love for him and namra to run into one another and WHILE I'M ON THAT SUBJECT, have a heart-to-heart about how cheongsan had been ready to do away with her back in the school once he'd seen she'd been bitten

imagine the two of them talking around a fire, namra explaining to him that she understood why he reacted the way he did. and then the next time the other students manage to sneak out, it's namra and cheongsan ready to greet them

just...let the boy live

han gyeongsu

i cried, okay? i cried so ugly. so cruel of the show to have cheongsan whistling at him from outside the broadcast room and them being all goofy right before that whole shitstorm happened

so yeah, headcanons for how gyeongsu lives!

the obvious first is that nayeon didn't pull that stunt on gyeongsu. i don't care for nayeon much, but her not running off on her own also means her not trying to make herself look like she was in the right by turning gyeongsu. considering that 'welfie' term she kept using on him, i would have loved to see her genuinely apologize to him down the line too. no matter how nasty she was to him, i feel like he would have protected her right along with everyone else during their time in that school, and eventually she would realize what everyone else did--that their background doesn't really matter once they're walking through living hell

but i digress. gyeongsu doesn't turn in the broadcast room. cheongsan still has his close friend at his side. ms. park and nayeon are still there, and that's three more heads they can put together to figure out their next step. gyeongsu proved during that fight with the window zombie that he can think quickly, so he's an asset for them. and just being honest, he didn't deserve to die

i also wouldn't mind a hambie au with him. makes me wonder if a hambie gyeongsu would have pursued nayeon the way gwinam pursued cheongsan. probably, but i doubt he'd actually go through with his attack once he got there. unlike gwinam, he's a genuinely good person, and like namra, he would probably struggle to resist his urges

either way, he's alive in either of these so i'll take either!

yoon isak

i felt really bad for isak honestly. like she was literally doing the same thing everyone else was doing when they were trying to make it into the classroom. we didn't get to experience much with her but she was super sweet and i hated seeing her turn

it's as simple as she doesn't get bitten while they're trying to push the zombies back. isak survives, and their team is a little less small. on top of that, isak was really pleasant and motivated, so i feel like she would do the group a lot of good when the going gets tough later on in the show

oh joonyeong

ouch. ouch ouch ouch. i really was not expecting that one when it happened. seeing how upset mijin got when it happened broke me. dude straight up accepted that he got bitten because of his plan and accepted responsibility for it. he sucked it up and took one for everyone else and g o d. fuck

i have a soft spot for him and daesu and their friendship. there was so much more than joonyeong that died at that part. i would give anything for an au where he simply didn't get bitten and he and mijin continued to bicker, and he and daesu invited her right in to their little circle of comfort. and just...generally, i would give anything to see joonyeong make it to the quarantine

this list could probably go on forever, but i'm going to stop here. in essence, you literally see so many of the strong points of the group drop as characters die during the progression of the drama. the kids are intelligent as fuck, but ideas become more and more scarce as people die off. emotional, physical, intellectual strength--all of them have their own unique traits, so seeing most of the kids in this show die was painful

but here--have some honorable mentions of characters that shouldn't have died: jang wujin, jung minjae, yoo joonsung, park sunhwa, nam soju, and honestly everyone's parents