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moooniverse · 5 years

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Character: Hoseok x Y/N

genre: Fluff / Smut / Light Angst

word count: 17K+

Synopsis: Gorgeous, wealthy, smart, popular. The campus goddess. People would turn their heads as soon as you enter, dropping mouths and leaving them open. You had friends known as your equals given that they share the same qualities that you do. Everyone wanted to have the life you had. Everyone except you.

Author’s Note: Hello guys this is my first fic. I was inspired to do one for hobi and at the same time I wanted to gift my friend a birthday fic.🥺Hope you guys enjoy and please be good to my first babyyy.

luv u all! ❤

“She’s here.”

“oh my gosh is she even real?”

“She’s so pretty.”

“No girl, pretty doesn’t even describe her.”

“I agree. She’s a goddess”

“Move your asses so she can come through”

“Oh my god!! She smiled at me!”

You hear their loud whispering as you pass through the hallway going to your class sometimes giving smiling at those you know and completely ignoring others whilst drinking the sight of your beauty, not even caring that they weren’t acknowledged. You were running late, and it was such an advantage that everyone paved a way just so that you could pass through without any hurdle. As you walked along with your friends behind, you’re suddenly being halted by someone standing in front of you. “H-hi Y-y/n.” You hear your friends whisper at the back. So this was the girl they’ve been talking about to have been secretly watching you. You say nothing and wait for her to continue. “I-I don’t know how t-to say th-is b-but I-I...r-r-rreally a-admire y-you…” Oh my gosh. This girl’s gonna take up your time finishing one sentence. You thought. The whole university is indeed in your favor, but not the professor in the class you’re trying to get on time with. You tilt your head slightly to your friends currently making fun of the girl’s stuttering before giving her that coated smile you usually do, slightly bending down to her height, leveling your mouth near her ear so only her and your friends could hear what you are about to say.

“Shut the hell up.” And immediately she did. “oohh. Shh. Don’t look at me that way. You were the one annoying me first with that stuttering mouth of yours.” She looked like she was about to cry but you didn’t give a damn. You let her. Anyway, people would think you just said something that touched her heart. You raise yourself up and gave her that soft smile you mastered to put on before finally brushing pass her giving a few more nods and walking away with a straight face like nothing happened.

This was your life. This was the life you have accustomed to be in. A life full of pretention, each day wearing a mask that would cover your hollow self. Ever since you were a kid, your parents would force you to be a perfect daughter, become ten times more mature than your age, swallow books, hold remarkable etiquette. You were every parent’s dream child then, until now. When you were in highschool, every student wanted to be your friend. Every boy wanted you to be their trophy girlfriend, because you were everything everyone ever wanted. You had always remained to be top in everything. You always had a calm demeanor like you had been taught to have. Most importantly, you had taught yourself to be nice. Growing up in that kind of world never gave you the opportunity to be yourself, never had transparency as an option. It was a kind of world where masks were worn to have your desired achieved. You had to be nice, to manipulate. This is where you learned that weak people existed. These were people you often take out your frustrations on. These are people you don’t feel pity for, people you watch as your friends make their lives miserable.

Stepping in college was as easy. Just as always, you were still on top. Especially now that you have bloomed into a fine young lady. Your looks aided you to be on your throne and your friends had stuck themselves with you proving their loyalty. What else can bring you down?

Thankfully, you make it on time but people have already occupied most of the space in the front and middle row so you resort to sitting in the back back portion of the room.

As the lecture started you whim yourself to concentrate and listen until you notice a pen drop on the floor rolling towards your side in the isle. You ignore it at first until you hear someone whisper from your left. “E-excuse me. Would you mind passing the pen towards this side?” Yes I do mind. You thought. You wanted to ignore and snob at the person but as role model student, you had to be someone who would do the opposite. So you did. You picked up the pen and turned to him with a smile. “Here.” You hand in the pen which he gratefully received. “O-oh. Thank you” He gave you the brightest smile which almost caused your eyes to scrunch, but you immediately control your expression.

Now that he was back to focus on lecture, you take your time to watch him whilst he was trying to scribble down notes. You figure he was new to the university. Exchange, or maybe transferred. Coconut head, thick and large circular glasses, overly hunched his back showing the lack of confidence. You rolled your eyes at the site turning to your friends now, who are obviously making fun of the newcomer.

You shake your head ignoring them. They might have found a prey but right now you didn’t care much. For some reason you just did not want to deal with him. It was true that he seemed like an annoyingly easy target but you just didn’t feel as much urge to make him one as much as your friends did. You just felt... passive about it. Maybe you just had too much fun earlier this morning? Or maybe you just really didn’t care. Lucky him then. You shrug at the thought as went back to focus on the ongoing lecture.

Class was finally over, and you were about to leave when Ms. Lee suddenly called you out. “Ms. Y/N, a moment please.” You signaled your friends to go first before nearing Ms. Lee with your charming smile but deep inside however, you wanted to get through this fast. “Yes Ms. Lee, is there anything you needed?” She gave you that unreadable grin like she always does before signaling someone to come.

“This is Jung Hoseok. One of our new student.” You turned to this student’s direction, internally debating with yourself on what to do. He fidgets a little before finally giving a bow, pushed his glasses up before greeting you with his bright smile. “Hello. We were sitting together earlier.” What the hell. You immediately turned to Ms. Lee without giving him any response. “What did you say you needed again Ms. Lee?” You asked.

“Well, since he came in late this school year, I wanted you to assist him in the things he has been missing on.” You Internally groaned. The universe was totally against your desire to stay him out of your site.

“N-Not that I am complaining Ms. Lee, but there must be someone else out there fit for the job maybe?” You smiled sweetly at her, but she just snorted. “No, there isn’t. We all know you are a top student here Y/N-ssi. First in rank for that matter. No one else would fit to assisting him except you.” She said folding arms “But, well if you are too busy maybe we could just have an—”

“I’ll do it Ms. Lee.” You stopped her, annoyed. This woman knew exactly where to push your buttons and it made it a lot worse was the triumphant grin she gave off as if expecting what you exactly did but you weren’t gonna let her see that. “Well then, meeting adjourned.” She smiled picking up her stuff before leaving me and the guy.

“U-uhh…” You hear him mutter behind you, so you turn top him smiling.

“What?”

“w-w-what..”

“look. Let’s make this clear. To be frank I really don’t want to deal with this shit”

“why?”

“I don’t want to deal with people like you.”

He was silent and for some reason it irked you that his expression was unreadable.

“what?” You ask brow raising.

“wha- I -I don’t know..I-I guess there’s nothing we can do about it?”

“Yes there is.” You say getting more annoyed. Especially when it feels like he isn’t fazed by you despite looking like it. “Go to Ms. Lee and tell her you don’t need help.”

“N-no can do.”

“Excuse me?”

“W-we can’t. Because I-I really don’t know...” You can’t believe this guy is giving you a hard time, of all people who can.

“Look. You know what, fuck this. Do what you want. I don’t care.” Then you turn around to leave.

xXxXxXxXxXxXx

After lunch you decided to go to the library to have your peace and quiet. You couldn’t catch with your friends during lunch and they were nowhere to be found right now. As you walk your way to the halls you suddenly jolt by the sudden intrusion “Boo!” You turn around to see Mia, one of your friends.

“Mia. Hey. Where are the others?”

“Hmm. Just got a text from Hyunwoo. They said to meet them in the library.” She said linking your arms together. “Library? Why are they in the library?” She smirks at the question. “They must have found something fun to do over there.”

For some reason you had a bad feeling about it. Your friends never went to the library. You know they don’t because you always go there. It’s not a place they would go to even for chilling. When you both enter the library, you find a group of people in the corner at the back and you immediately spot them. Behind was someone sitting down looking at his feet like he was about to cry. As you neared them you start to recognize him.

“Yah. New student. Are you deaf?” You hear Hyunwoo taunt. You suddenly feel annoyed by Hyunwoo. You didn’t know why so you chose to ignore it. “What’s going on here?” You ask them as Mia skipped towards their direction.

“Ah. You’re here. Well we were just trying to befriend this little pup over here.” Everyone snorted with the term ‘Little pup’ used except you. It was obvious they weren’t just here to ‘make friends’. You see him do nothing but look down as if he was born for it. You’ve seen Hyunwoo and the rest of the group try to bully those who you call the weaklings. By now you exactly know that they wouldn’t stop until they get what they want. It shouldn’t be bothering you. You could do nothing and walk away. However, this time for some reason you feel quite irritated by them. Maybe because when you decided you didn’t want this person anywhere near you, it would include this kind of situation. And right now your friends aren’t really helping you get your peace.

“Hey. New pup. Ya hear me talking?” when he doesn’t receive an answer, he kicks his chair slightly causing it to jolt to the side a little. It was clear that the guy was already getting on their nerves. When he still doesn’t get any response, he grabs the guy’s collar.

“Hyunwoo. Stop it” You try to say however they must not have heard because he didn’t let go of they guy. So you repeated saying it a little it louder. Everyone looks at you, Including the new guy, surprised by your sudden interruption. “You can’t. Not him.”

“what? Why?” Everybody seemed to be confused now. This was the first time you had interrupted your friends doing their business. “because..” you clear your throat. “Ms. Lee left him under my care. This was the reason I was called out earlier. So no. You can’t meddle with him just yet.” You sounded as calm like you always do. He turned to the guy and released him. “Thank the heavens for now.” He said before leaving with everybody.

Once you were left alone, you realize he was looking at you the whole time. “Don’t look at me like that. And don’t you dare thank me.” You warn. That was the last thing you want to hear from him.

“Why did you—”

“because I do not want to put myself on a bad light. Not in that professor’s watch.”

“o-oh..still—”

“I said don’t thank me.” You roll your eyes before turning around to leave him for the second time that day.

For the next few days, you hoped it would be more peaceful. This however, is impossible with Ms. Lee being overly attentive to the new kid. Before she started the class, she decided that the both of you will sit somewhere in the front. You thought that was the most she could do to make your life a hassle.

“Okay class, for this midterms I won’t give you any written exam.” Everyone cheered for a moment until she announces the next part. “You will however be doing a character analysis report depending on your chosen novel.” You can hear everyone groan. You internally sighed now you wish you just had a written exam. “Don’t worry everyone. This will be partnered. You are all free to choose your partner…” You were about to signal one of your friends at the back, but Ms. Lee was quick to stop you. “Except you Ms. Choi”

“May I ask why Ms. Lee?” You pretty much had a hunch on what was going to happen. You just can’t believe she was going to be so upfront about it.

“You’re going to be paired with Mr. Hoseok here.”

“but I thought we could choose our partners.”

“well, it wouldn’t hurt if you partnered with him, right? You must have formed some kind rapport since you have been helping him with catching up, unless you weren’t doing as asked?” She turns to Hoseok. “Hoseok-ssi?”

“u-uhm.” You send signal a warning to him not to spill shit. This guy better be good. “She’s actually a good mentor. I learn a lot from her.” You relax a little at the statement. “I would really like it if she became my partner. I’m not so comfortable with anyone else Ms. Lee.” You glared at him and he returned it with his usual naïve and innocent look. This guy must have a death wish.

“Alright. This is settled then.” She smiled triumphantly. What’s worse was she didn’t even hear you out. She continued to give out instructions to class like nothing happened.

You sigh exasperatingly as you turn around to look at him. “What now?”

“W-well, I guess let’s just work together?”

“Why the hell would you think I’ll work with you?”

“Because our m-midterm grade…” You can’t help but think he’s right. It was your grades at risk and no, you won’t risk anything to drop it. “I-I’m s-sorry.” You look at him baffled by what you felt just now. was that guilt?

“Fine. What time is your next class?” I ask him.

“I- I end at 1pm A-although my p-part time job starts at 5.”

“Great. Meet me in the library 3PM sharp.” You stood up and smiled sweetly at him before bowing making sure everyone can see and talk about how nice and polite you were before leaving the room.

XxXxXxXxXxXxXxXx

As you walk down to the far corner of the library, you see him stacked with all the books you almost didn’t recognize him. You checked the time and it was five minutes to three. You guessed he must have been here for a while guessing the stack of books he got.

“What are you doing?” He jerked from his position hitting his knee on the table in the process as he looked up at you clearly surprised by your sudden entrance. You try not to laugh. Why would you laugh anyway?

“H-hi. I was just studying on some stuff y-you know. Since I’m still catching up. Let me just…” He immediately fixes his things so you could sit with him. But this wasn’t the place you wanted to do your work at. “Not here. Follow me.” You turn around to walk to your destination not caring if he was following you or not. You notice some ruffling before he followed suit.

You go further from the corner at the back of the bookshelves, and then you make a quick right turn to reach another small corner. He sees you go through the corner and was surprised to see that there’s a small opening behind the bookshelves. “This is where we’ll work.” He looks around in awe. “Wow.” You look at him as he tries to go over every shelf. Looking at the books. “These books are old.” He says

“They are. That’s why no one comes here. So are you gonna keep wandering over there or start and get and get this over with?”

“Ah.. yes. Okay,” He immediately took the seat adjacent to yours.

You both decided to have Pride and Prejudice as your focus since both of you had read it and immediately started to get to work. You were surprised how focused he was, as if he isn’t really fazed by your presence. It was an hour after diligently working that you decided to look up from your laptop.

You see him still focused on scribbling notes while scanning through the book and searching some stuff through hi phone as well. He doesn’t even notice you looking at him as he was very focused on the task as much as you were. It astonishes you that you both were able to work without hurdle.

You were expecting him to be more talkative or complementing because you were accustomed to that. Anyone who had the chance to spend time with you would grab the opportunity to converse as much as possible. You remember all those times when you force yourself to smile or laugh at their lame jokes sometimes even listen to their problems which you don’t give a shit about. However, this was quite new. He would ask you questions about the task few times or exchange ideas from time to time but that was pretty much it. He never indulged himself too much. You hate to admit to the calm effect it had given you.

“D-did you need something y/n-ssi?” You didn’t even notice him look up at you as you were too deep in your thoughts.

“Nothing.” You clear your throat. “Aren’t you gonna be late for work?”

He hums looking at his watch. “I still have an hour.”

“Okay.”

It was silent for a while until a question came up in your mind. “Why did you lie to Ms. Lee?”

“Lie? Did I lie to Miss Lee?” He asked as if he wasn’t aware.

“Why did you tell her I was helping you? You could’ve easily thrown me off and expose me. Why didn’t you do it?”

“Well you’re helping me now.”

“You know what I mean Hoseok-ssi.” He paused for a while and sighed before looking at you.

“Well I guess because you saved me from your friends?”

“It wasn’t for you.” You remind him. “I said not to thank me—”

“Y/N-ssi”. He sighs again looking up at you. It was a look you could never expect him to give. It was sharp, direct with a hint of annoyance. As if you were being put in your place. “You think everyone would believe me if I told you off? In this kind of environment?” He was right. No one would believe him.

“W-well, good thing you know.” He gives you a small smile before looking down again at his paperwork. There it was again. That twist in your gut. Was it really guilt you’re feeling? Why would you even feel that when you were so used to these kinds of situations?

As usual, you try to ignore the feeling and went back to work. This time you were too engrossed by it that you didn’t notice another 45 minutes had passed since your conversation. When you look up the window the sun was already beginning to set. “You should go. You’ll be late for work.”

“hmm. Yeah. I think I should.” He slowly gathers his stuff into his bag. “Thank you for today.” He says before giving him a bow.

“Yeah. Tomorrow same time and place.” You say as you gather up your stuff as well.

“Okay. bye y/n-ssi.”

“Wait.” You stop him. “When you come here… make sure no one can see you.”

“No one knows you come to this place?” he asks

“No.”

“Not even your friends?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh. Okay.” With that he smiles before turning to leave.

You sigh before you proceed to clean up thankful that the day was finally over. You wonder how long it would take until you’ll be free from this situation.

The next few days were more or less the same. He would come by on time and both of you would immediately start without much ado. Your conversations are only about the novel and sometimes you

would exchange opinions on a particular character in the book. Because of this, you had finished you scheduled task for the day quite early. “Y-y/n-ssi.” He calls you. “uhm, would it be okay if I use this room for a while? I-I have to do some more assignments and I-I think it would save a lot more time if I stay here then go home.” You contemplate for a while. The place was your private sanctuary. You felt quite territorial but somehow you knew that guilty feeling would again rise if you say no.

“Sure.”

“Thank you.” He smiles before reaching out to some more books and continued to do his work. For some reason you didn’t feel like going anywhere either. You decide to stay for a while and fiddle with your phone scan through your Instagram and twitter likes until you got bored.

That’s when you decided to pay a glance to the person sitting in front of you. He was jolting down some notes to his notebook and would sometimes pause at some point, maybe trying to digest what he just learned. You see him scratch his head from time to time if he gets confused and then he would adjust his glasses for falling off. Looking at him closely you see how soft his features are though it’s not overpowering the manly features he has. Obviously, he wasn’t as stunning as the boys you have been dating or hanging out with but there was something in him which makes you curious each second you look at him and you knew it wasn’t that of a big deal because as if you would be into a guy like him…right?

“y/n-ssi…” He suddenly calls out startling you.

“h-huh?”

“I know you’re really good in English… can you help me with something?” You finally gather yourself up to answer him. “What is it?” He smiles excitedly as he moves closer to his direction. “Here.” As he started talking, you were suddenly unable to move from your position, unable to think so unfortunately you couldn’t catch what he was really asking you.

You didn’t know why you felt that in the first place. Your eyes moved to where he was. You could see how close you both were. You could smell the faint perfume he used probably earlier that morning. Now you could also see how clear and smooth his skin looked and his hair was so soft you just want to tou—

“y/n -ssi?” He calls you for the second time. “Is something wrong?”

“N-no nothing. Why?”

“Oh..Nothing. You seemed like uhhmm. I don’t know. Spaced out?”

“Nothing’s wrong. So, what were you asking about?” You say flatly as if you didn’t even have any of those thoughts from earlier. You didn’t know why those things came to your mind, and you didn’t know why you felt that way when it was just him. It was something new to you and so you decide to ignore it.

“U-uh. Okay.” This time you kept yourself uninterrupted by your thoughts.

XxXxXxX

The moment you stepped into the mansion, a group of maids immediately surrounded you to tend for your needs as usual. As you grew older, you also begin to question the need of so many servants. It wasn’t like you were physically disabled to be unable to do anything for yourself. Even they can do things on their own. You couldn’t understand, yet you couldn’t voice it out either even if you wanted to. Because that’s how a fine young lady should be. Your mother’s voice echoed in your thoughts.

“Y/N dear. You’re home.” Speaking of which.

“Mother.” You say giving a small bow. Something you were always forced to do. As if meeting your parents was like meeting some client. What’s worse was that she was quite proud of the formality. Proud of the fact that her own daughter was distant. You felt sick, but you had to suck it up. “Would you mind having dinner with me? There are some things I would like to discuss with you.” Suddenly you didn’t have the appetite to eat anymore. But it wasn’t like you had a choice either. “Yes mother.” You say.

The moment you sat in the dining table she wasted no time. “So, your father and I will be visiting the university.” You suddenly halt what you were doing. You hated it when they pay a visit as it would mean you will have to put extra effort in being the perfect daughter, the perfect student. There was never a time you failed doing so. You don’t think you ever would as you have already perfected being perfect in people’s eyes. You just felt drained and tired for some reason. All you wanted was approval from your parents, but not once in your whole existence did you feel or hear it.

“Yes, Mother. This is duly noted.” She hums. “Will I be expecting a lot from you?” She tells you with that tone you’re too familiar with. A question you should have no other answer for. “Yes Mother.” You answer her like you always do.

True to her words, your parents were seen the next day walking through the campus grounds, guards surrounding, professors greeting them with big smiles plastered on their faces. Your mother just casually nods from time to time. A kind look on her soft features deceiving everyone around her just like your father does, but you knew well enough, because you were trained by the best.

You were walking alongside her going to the boardroom when you suddenly felt a strong hand pull your hair towards the side and then suddenly you were thrown off the ground. “You bitch.” You hear someone scream. When you look up you see every eyes on you, some were holding up their phones taking a video of the scene. “You bitch!” She screams again and advances herself ready to throw a slap but then the body guards reacted instantly stopping her from doing so.

Now that she was held down, you finally look at her face and instantly you knew who she was. She was that girl you met at the hallways a few weeks back. You were unmoving by the situation. You didn’t know she would get back at you like this. Most especially in front of your parents. You look around and see that your friends were standing at the side, doing nothing either. You thought maybe they couldn’t get near you, maybe they just didn’t want the situation to get worse.

You felt a pair of hands help you up, caressing your face and then you see your mother’s face in front of your trying neaten your hair. Oh how you wish this was all true. “Are you okay?” Your mother asks you with a very worried look on her face. “Yes mother.” And then she palms your cheeks with her hands on both sides and looks into your eyes. “Meet me after the meeting.” You felt chills run down your spine. Unlike how the others see it, you knew what your mother meant, and you couldn’t back away from it.

You were slightly thrown to the side, your left cheek red and stinging in pain.

You mother has just slapped you. Right after the board meeting, she had brought you to some place she was sure no one could see and without further ado, accused you of being a disappointment. “When will you learn?! You are a disgrace!” You say nothing because you knew this conversation will always be one sided, like all your conversations with her do. You stay as calm as always, only touching your cheek which only made it stung more. “Embarrass us again and you will see…” She threatened before walking away.

That day they went home without you. It’s not like you could either. You probably won’t go home until her flight that night. So you went to your safe haven, that corner in the library. You sat down on the couch watching out the window and see the sun beginning to set. You close your eyes as you feel the last few moments of rays touch you before the shadows begin to rise. Then suddenly, you hear footsteps from behind. You turn to see Hoseok standing behind the couch you were seated.

“What are you doing here?” You turn around as you didn’t want anyone to see your bruised face.

“Nothing.”

“We’re not scheduled to do anything for literature today Hoseok.”

“I know.” He said calmly. “I saw what your mother did to you.” He told you honestly. You didn’t say anything as you didn’t know what to do with the confession. “I- I was just passing by and then suddenly I heard someone shout from one of the rooms.”

“You don’t have to explain.”

“I’m sorry—”

“Don’t be sorry either. I hate that” You tell him annoyed. You hear him sigh before you felt so the other side of the couch dip down. “What?” You glare at him. He says nothing and only looks across the window. You do the same, still slightly annoyed by the fact that someone had just invaded your space but as time went by, you felt a little calmer.

You suddenly thought what if you didn’t really want to be alone? What if you were really just waiting to come and comfort you. Maybe your friends could but when you look at your phone, there wasn’t even at least one message from either of them asking if you were okay or not, or where you were. The fact downed you slightly.

“y/n-ssi.” He suddenly calls you after the long silence.

“what?”

“What’s your hobby?” You look at him confused by the question. “A hobby.” You repeat. Why would anyone ask you for your hobby at this certain point? “Yeah hobby. Like what you do during free time—”

“I know what a hobby is Jung Hoseok.” You tell him pointedly. “Why the hell are you asking?” He just shrugs and smiles. Something tingles inside you and you suddenly hear a bell ringing. What the hell? You sigh. “Don’t you dare laugh or else…”

“hm? Why would I laugh?” You roll your eyes at the question. “Dancing.” You finally admit. “Oh? Really?” He’s suddenly excited which baffled you. Then he excitedly stood up and went near you. “Well it’s a good thing we have the same type of hobby.”

“What? You dance?” You felt like it was somewhat impossible as it seemed like he wasn’t the type. He just smiles at the question “Come with me? I have something good to show you.”

You knew one side of you didn’t want to go, because he was supposed to be that friendless nerd you shouldn’t be bothering to spend your time with. But for some reason you chose to go because you knew somehow you needed a release somewhere.

After a few minutes walking outside the campus, you see yourself standing in front of a small building. You look at Hoseok scrutinizing him. You didn’t know why he brought you here after saying you wanted to dance. “Come” He says before walking inside. You reluctantly follow his steps until you reached the second floor of the building. It creeped you out a little as it was too quiet and dark for your liking however it changed as soon as he opens the lights. It was a studio. A dance studio. Complete with all the speakers and mirrors surrounding the walls.

“wow.” You say. He laughs. “Yeah.” He admits. “Ah- But before anything, I guess this is the part where I blackmail you.”

“What? Why?” He laughs. “Well, you told me not to tell anyone about the library. Well, I kind of keep this place a secret too.” He says a little bit shy.

“Fine.” You answer him rolling your eyes before walking around the studio. “So you really dance?” You ask.

“Do you want me to show you first? And then you can say whether I dance or not.”

“uhh.. yeah? Sure.” He smiles gently as he takes his jacket off and places it at the side before ruffling his hair to smoothen the surface. You felt a tight twist in your stomach seeing the movement. You were suddenly excited, and you didn’t know what to do with the feeling. He scanned through music from his phone before settling on one.

Listen/ Watch: O.T Genasis- Coco

He tried to feel the music playing, before shuffling his hair more and taking off his glasses, something you did not expect. As he started dancing every once of focus you had was directed towards him like a magnet. The way how his body moved with the music, how his pumps were on point with the beat, how fluid his moves were as he grooved.

Your eyes watch him intently as he does magic with his dance. Each sharp kick and twist he does was on point. It was only a few seconds of showcase, but it felt like eternity watching him. You were totally stunned, because you couldn’t believe this guy in front of you was the same geek you see at school. It was like a totally different persona of him only you got to see.

He finally ends it with an effortless swag pose and a smirk. You were too mesmerized that you only realized he was finally done when he approached you. “How was it?” He smiles brightly. That smile which somehow puts you in a place you where you shouldn’t be. You clear your throat trying to look unbothered. “G-good.” He laughs again, and you swear it was like a contagious virus as you find yourself smiling too. “Well, did I pass Ms. Choi?” You only snort at his teasing. “Yeah fine. You win.” You roll your eyes playfully. “Yey.” He cheers. “So, let me see you dance too.”

“What? No way.” You tell him. You weren’t going to embarrass yourself. Sure you did a lot of practice way back but no one had ever seen you dance. Only you with yourself in front of the mirror.

“Come on. It’s not fair that I am the only one who gets to show.” You sigh as he had fairly made a point. This guy might have only ever danced in front of you too. So you end up scanning through your phone and deciding a routine that has already been choreographed by famous dance studios online.

Listen: Charlie Puth- How Long (Remix)

You start by feeling the beat first before proceeding to the next thing which was to pump in and out to the beat, making sure to look at him while you do it. Then you begin to make sharp quick moves you’re your feet before going smooth and soft with your body wave. You made sure your hands were in the right places as you moved it along with your body. A few moments later into the dance, he joins you. He probably knows the choreography too.

You felt every negativity dissipate the moment both of you got your rhythm. You’ve never felt this light…and happy… You felt as if you were being pulled up by something you were drowning in. For the first time in a long time, you laughed and smiled not for the reason that you had to, because for the first time in your life, you were not forced to do something you didn’t want to.

As the music progressed, you notice how you both meet each other’s style and came to a point where you finally synced. You looked at him through the mirror and smiled before the music finally stops. You both drop to the floor panting. “That was really…” You didn’t know what to word to put. Good? Fun? Amazing? So you resort to the next thing you wanted to say. “Thank you.” He looks at you slightly surprised but soon he smiles. He lies down on the floor as he stretches himself out before putting hands behind his head.

“I’m glad it helped.”

“Yeah… it actually did.” You smile. Both of you settled in a comfortable silence.

By the time both of you decided to go home, it was already night time. He offered to walk you back to the campus as your ride must be waiting already. Before you walk off he stops you. “Uhm hey.” You turn to him smiling. “Yeah?”

“I hope it made you better… somehow.” Before answering you take a step closer, studying him, they way he looks at you. A little bit shy, but with a hint of sincerity and determination in his eyes. “It did.” You admit. “Would you bring me there next time then?” He smiles brightly again and you can’t believe you just thought about how you want to see that more often this time.

After that day, things changed quite a bit for both of you. You realize that being with him felt more fun, light. It felt natural. Like you don’t really have to pretend to be nice, or quiet. There were sides you never knew you had that he brought out in you. On some days, you end up playing, laughing about each other’s jokes. Other times you would help him with other subjects because it’s not only in Literature where he had to catch up. Then there will also be times where you just sit together on the couch, talking about anything. May it be school, or each other’s lives, but somehow you came to that point where you admit that you liked every part of it. It became your favorite part of the day.

So when he asks you all of a sudden about your worries, you couldn’t help but tell him the truth.

“I’m worried that I’ll fuck everything up. I’m worried that one day this will all blow up.” You thought of your mother. How she ever made it to that point.

“Why do you do it then?”

“I need to Hoseok. And to be honest I really don’t know who I really am already. You know, that empty feeling? I just—I don’t know what to do, because I’m scared that I might be actually better like this than something I have yet to discover.” You really do. It might be too late for you to find out who you really are, and what you wanted to do.

You feel him scoot closer to you on the couch you were sitting and when you turn to look at him your heart flutters and you suddenly feel hot on your cheeks, because he was staring at you softly as he looks into your eyes.

“Well, you’re really doing well right now if you ask me.” You pause for a few seconds before smiling back because you realize what his words meant, and his words couldn’t be truer.

However though, you also know how your fears are still pulling you down.

“Your father and I will be visiting again.” You mother starts. She didn’t even ask how your day went, but what were you expecting right? “Yes, mother.” You answer.

“I’ve already spoken to the school. The issue has been dealt accordingly. Make sure you don’t make a lot of mess next time.” She warns. “Yes, mother.” She says nothing and walks out, food untouched. You finally breathed, sighing. You had no appetite anymore either.

By the time you got in your room, a message pops out from your phone.

From Hoseok:

(wave) (wave)

To Hoseok:

(rolling eyes emoji)

From Hoseok:

Mean.

To Hoseok:

Aren’t I always? Lol

From Hoseok:

Oh yes you are ms. Grumpy pants.

….

Kidding. 😊

You can’t help but smile. You don’t know if it’s because everything he says makes you feel lighter, or because he’s the only person who shows up all the time, especially when you feel lonely. It may be both, you don’t know. What you’re sure of though, is that growing feeling in you. For so many times, you’ve convinced yourself that it was just for the reason that you are more comfortable with him than with anyone else, but as time went by you slowly realize that the fondness is not just because of the company he gives.

To Hoseok:

….

What are you doing right now?

From Hoseok:

…..

I’m outside. Getting fresh air. You?

To Hoseok:

….

At home.

From Hoseok:

I bought ramen… and banana milk.

…

I think I bought too much…

You hear your stomach growl. You suddenly crave for ramen. And banana milk. What a coincidence right?

From Hoseok:

Eat with me? :D

….My treat.

To Hoseok:

(Rolling eyes Emoji)

…..

If you insist. I’m bored anyway.

From Hoseok:

Yey. :D

You manage to sneak out of your house and meet with him at the convenient store. When you arrive, you immediately see him through the glass window. He was blowing out the steam coming from the ramen and tried to eat it, but the noodle was still too hot that he withdrew the chopsticks from his mouth the moment he brought it in.

He followed by taking a sip from the banana milk. You notice he was trying to look outside and check if you were there. When he doesn’t see you, he opens the untouched ramen on the other side and blew it as hard as he could and mixing it as well. You figured it would be for you and somehow that small deed just touched you in ways no one else ever did. You feel your heart flutter once again. You didn’t waste anymore time to show up as much as you still wanted to see how adorable he was. He smiled once you got in and immediately offered the seat beside him.

“Sorry. It took a while to get out.” You lied.

“Nah. It’s fine. Come eat. It’s still a little bit hot though.” You sit with him and slowly ate the ramen quietly. You just realized you were quite hungry as you got so fixed with eating ramen you didn’t notice Hoseok looking at you the whole time until you finished half of it and paused to get air.

“what?”

“hmm. Nothing. Just thought you must be really hungry.” You look at your food and saw how many you took it one go, before embarrassment took over. “Hey. It’s fine.” He says smiling when he noticed it.

“Y-yeah. Sorry.” You continue eating slowly this time. Sometimes sipping from your drink.

When you both were done with food, he got up to buy ice cream. Something you’ve been craving for a while. You decided to walk along the nearest park while you eat your dessert. He noticed that you were quiet for a while now. “y/n. is everything alright?” You look at him with wide eyes. “Uh yeah. I’m fine.” He looks at you still not convinced. “I’m sorry, maybe I shouldn’t have bothered you.” Then you suddenly felt a pang of guilt. it was definitely not because of him. In fact he was the reason why you were feeling a lot better. You wanted to say it all to him but for some reason, you just can’t. He looks at you still smiling but his eyes had this look of guilt. “We can head back after if you like, I’ll take you ho—”

“No. Please don’t.” You cut him off before he could finish. “I don’t want to go home.” He looks at you confused at first then replaced with worry. “y/n. what happened?” He sounded really worried as he steps closer. “Is that the reason why you didn’t eat at home?” You look up to him and you were close enough to see his eyes beyond those thick rims. His eyes glow with nothing but care and sincerity. As you both look at each other, you suddenly feel so full and content. You couldn’t help yourself but smile at this. “Yeah. So don’t you dare think you shouldn’t have let me out of that boring house.” You both fall into a comfortable silence as you walk through the paves of the park. Then you suddenly thought of an idea.

“Hoseok-ah. Can we… dance?” He looks at you. “Hm? Here?” then he looks around to see if there are other people who could potentially make fun of you. You roll your eyes. “No dummy. I meant… the dance studio.” He gives out a small ‘ohh’ before chuckling and looking at his watch. “I guess it’s free already. Let’s go.”

By the time you came around, the studio was already dark. Just like the first time you came here, you still can’t get over the chills until he turned on the lights.

Both of you did small stretching before deciding to go on a choreographed routine. You weren’t sure how it would really go since this is the first time you did this choreography with a partner.

Listen/Watch: Say you won’t let go: James Arthur/ May J Lee &Par Bongyoung

I wake you up with some breakfast in bed,

I bring you with a kiss on your head

It starts with both of you walking toward each other before you begin with the fluid small movement with your hands. He touches your shoulder and look at his hands while he does it then he turns you around so smoothly. Then he takes your hand again as you turn your back and swing your leg to the side before you turn yourself back.

I’ll take the kids to school, wave them goodbye

And I’ll thank my lucky stars for that night.

By suddenly turning around, he catches you immediately by the waist. You suddenly felt time slow when he looks at you with adoring smile and puts his forehead on yours. Then bends you over securing you waist with his arm, so you won’t fall then lifts you up again.

Then you smiled over your shoulder

For a minute, I was stone-cold sober

I pulled you closer to my chest

Then you move towards the side, him to the right, both of you syncing each other’s move and then goes near as you take a few steps back, still with the rhythm and beat taking your hand before doing an open promenade. Then you run to the other side to pose trying to do a cute pose as he points at you with his finger.

You felt the fun as you danced, giving your heart the excitement it has been longing for. You just can’t contain it that you were smiling and laughing as you did those cute poses and he was doing the same, obviously feeling the same thing you do.

And you asked me to stay over

I said, I already told ya

I think that you should get some rest

He forms his arm like a basketball ring and then you remember that step where the girl had to go inside the arms by swiftly going under it so that’s what you exactly do. But what you didn’t expect is the fact that he would really carry you just like in the original choreography.

He lifts you up on the waist and you try to put your weight on your hands which was on either side of shoulders so you could balance yourself. You knew what exactly the next step would be and you braced yourself for your now overly fluttering heart.

I knew I loved you then

But you'd never know

'Cause I played it cool when I was scared of letting go

You don’t know how he does it but the way he swiftly yet gently drops and catches you made you feel safer and more when he wraps his arms around you securely as you do the same and wrap your legs around his waist. You feel his breath on your neck as he turns you around a few times.

I know I needed you

But I never showed

But I wanna stay with you until we're grey and old

Just say you won't let go

Then he drops you down slowly and then you look at him with pure joy in your eyes. You were amazed by the fact that both of you have danced in sync the first time you danced the routine. The song continues as you both stop. You lift your head again to look at him and see that he was suddenly so solemn. You notice how his hands were still in you arms when he slides them down to your hands, stopping to softly hold you. By now you don’t notice anything anymore, not your surroundings, or the music playing. Just the sound of your heartbeat and your eyes on each other.

You try not to, but you can’t help traveling you eyes back and forth from his eyes down to his lips and back again. He closes his eyes as he meets his forehead with yours just like in the dance earlier. Then you slowly close your eyes aware that you were now both so close that it took only one push for your lips to meet. He moves closer until you can already feel his breathing. You bite your lips, doubting that he may not be thinking the same thing you are thinking right now, because all you want is to be kissed.

As if reading your mind, he dives in to catch your lips with his. It was slow and innocent, until you decided to make a bold move and move your lips along with his in the exact the same rhythm. You feel that he does the same, making the kiss progress into something more passionate. You felt how perfectly you both fit, like a puzzle. He moves his hands from yours up to your neck tilting it slightly to give yourselves more access, and you wrapping your hands around his waist for closer proximity.

You feel the heat emit but you don’t know which it belongs to. Not like you care at this time anyway. You continue kissing until you both decided to catch some air. You could feel his hands move down and you suddenly long for the touch.

“U-uhm….” He starts, gently scratching the back of his head. You suddenly felt awkward.

“I-I think we should go…” you say.

“Y-yeah. I think we should.”

When you got home, all you could ever think about was the kiss. How good his lips felt on yours. You touch your lips as you continue to reminisce that moment, eventually giggling and rolling around. Does this mean, he feels the same? Does he like you? Or is he probably just playing around? Wait. What if he just did it to get back at you?? What if—fuck. You stay still lying down as your thoughts continue to give all the what if’s. He was supposed to be that guy you didn’t want anything to do with, and you tried your best just to stay away but the universe just has its ways. Now you know you’re so in deep, but you can’t fully admit it because of damn fears. You wish you were braver enough to face them.

In the middle of you overthinking, a message suddenly pops up.

From Hoseok:

Good night y/n-ah. 😊

You look at his message taking your time to read carefully and slowly. You somehow felt the ease slowly taking over. You press the reply button before drifting off to slumber.

To Hoseok:

See you tomorrow. Goodnight.

The next day was like any other day, except the fact that you were showing more affection towards Hoseok, especially when you were both alone in your sanctuary. You were giving extra time in preparing for the midterm presentation due the week after next and unlike you, he was pretty much lax with everything. He was trying to get your attention by putting his chin on your shoulder while hugging you from behind.

“Yah. You are fully aware that this is due soon right? You remind him while giggling from the way his hair tickles your skin. He hums at that “What do we need to prepare for? We were really ahead of schedule.” He hugs your waist tighter and you tilt your head to his, your chin touching the edge of his rims.

You noticed how he changed as days went by, somehow you can no longer hear him stuttering, he could look into your eyes directly without being bashful, and now you can really feel him so lax with the entire exam going on. It confused you but at the same time maybe it was just because he was now comfortable with your presence to a point where he can hug you and cuddle, but you don’t hate any second of it. If it were the first few months you met, you may have barfed hating the idea of it but now you have come to accept those feelings awaking within you. Right now you can’t really point out what exactly you two have but for sure it’s not one sided, guessing from the way he holds you.

“y/n.” He suddenly calls.

“Hm? W-what?”

“You’re spacing out again. What are you thinking about?” He says in a serious tone. You didn’t realize you were in deep thinking again.

“I wasn’t.” You deny. “Okay maybe I’m just a little bit uneasy. You know, about the presentation?” You say thankful you found an excuse.

“You’re gonna do great. Like always.” He smiles and you can see his eyes turn into crescents. You wanted to kiss them so bad but instead, you just ruffle his hair and give his forehead a kiss. “Thank you.”

Everyone has noticed that you seemed happier these days. People are complimenting on the recent glow you have. You were a lot softer, “Her smile looks more beautiful than it was before!” is what you hear as you pass by. You wonder how your smile can change when you felt like it was the same smile you always put. Well, probably a lot less forced maybe? You try to nod at everyone who greets you even those you hated before, those you ignored. You knew they were baffled by the treatment.

You knew you were still scared of what might happen, you knew you had a long way to go before you finally overcome your demons but you still applaud yourself for at least trying.

No one could overlook the change in you, not even your friends who you haven’t been with for a while. You admit that somehow you are longing for them. They are one of the few people who knew you and accepted you. They were the only ones you really considered as friends, but when you enter the room, you see how they look at you with pure suspicion. You didn’t know why, but you ignored it and went on to sit in the front beside Hoseok.

“Hey.” He whispered smiling at you. You give him a small smile in return.

“Something wrong, y/n?” Sometimes you really don’t know how he can easily tell when something’s not right but you deny it anyway shaking your head. “Just tired I guess.” His eyes gave off that concerning look even if he was still smiling. “We can rest later. Try getting sleep. Maybe that would help.” You just nod in response.

During your break you immediately try to find where your friends went. You tried sending messages but no one would reply so you just went out to look for them. Finally, you see them clustered in one corner of one of the classrooms. “Hey guys.” They just look at you warily. “Is something wrong?” You say as you go inside the room.

“Hi Y/n.” Hyunwoo starts. He was smirking. Mia and the other girls were looking sad.

“what’s up you guys?” You were starting to get worried.

“Nothing. Just a little birdie told us how you and four eyes are finally getting along.” He said and you were taken aback.

“Will you leave us y/n? Recently we haven’t been together you know.” Mia continues still emitting those sad eyes.

“No—of course not guys.”

“What is exactly with you and Jung Hoseok?” One of the guys ask.

You tried to fight it, but you couldn’t help the thought of losing your friends. You knew exactly what would happen if you told the truth. You couldn’t fathom that people will end up talking about you being friendless. “No, there’s nothing going on. We are just pure partners in literature. Y-you know pretty well how I can’t afford to fail right?” You clench your fist as you spit out the lies.

“Well that’s not what our little birdie told us.” Says Hyunwoo. You were now getting a little bit annoyed by his cockiness. “Well get someone who’s not a birdbrain Hyunwoo. Ask someone who can get facts straight, If it’s not clear to him who I’m using or not.” You try to defend yourself. Mia just sighs in relief. “There. We have our y/n name back.” She runs to you and links her arm around yours. “I thought we lost you y/n.” She says.

“No, You won’t” You give her a small smile ignoring that pang of guilt you feel inside.

Later that afternoon, you decided to go to the library. You didn’t feel like going anywhere or with anyone. You just wanted to be by yourself, to mentally scold yourself for being shit. But when you came up, you see Hoseok idly sitting on the couch. “Hoseok. Hi.” You greet him, but you receive no response. Instead he looks at you, his eyes fueled. At that point you knew you couldn’t act like nothing happened. Your guilt is eating you up and it doesn’t look like he knows nothing either. Your suspicions were confirmed by his next few words.

“Using me huh.” His mouth twitched into a little smirked because he knew he hit bull’s eye. “really y/n?” He stands up and slowly taking steps towards you.

“I-I can explain.” You try. He sighs at that. “Explain what y/n?” You couldn’t say anything because you knew he was right. There was nothing to explain. What you did was utterly bullshit. He looks down, disappointment clear on his face, with a hint of hurt. And it hit you right away, because you didn’t want to see any of that from him. “I thought you really cared.” I did! I really do! You wanted to shout from the top of your lungs but you can’t, because there was no way of proving it. “Turns out it was just one of those acts you pull to get what you want.” You felt it straight to your heart, hurt by his words.

“H-hoseok, please…” You try to convince him that it was all true, that not once did you try to put out an act in front of him. You didn’t want to lose him. But he wouldn’t listen to any of that.

He couldn’t listen to you after everything he heard. He was just on his way to find you, bringing along a plastic bag of snacks, your favorite banana milk and energy drink when he heard your voice from one of the rooms he just passed by and he listened to the whole conversation you had with your friends. “I was hoping all of this was a bluff, but it seems like it isn’t.” You look down because you really didn’t have a reason except that you were one immature ass that didn’t have a backbone. He sighs for the last time. “Good luck with everything y/n.” He says before brushing past your shoulders leaving you in tears. You just can’t blame him. When you have finally met the person you could be yourself around with, you just had to ruin it all.

The next few days was even worse than you thought. You didn’t see Hoseok after your confrontation. You tried messaging him a few times but there was no reply. You felt a lot worse each day and even being with your friends cannot fix that.

You miss him so much and you couldn’t get any work done right because of it. You constantly check your phone, shut off all notifications except for his because you didn’t want to expect every ding of your phone to be his message when in fact it was just your friends or an anonymous person sneaking to your dms.

To no avail, no message came from him, not even one. You try to drown yourself with studies, focusing on all lectures, getting ready for the exams, you can’t even take yourself to sleep because you didn’t like the idea of drowning yourself to the thought of him as you close your eyes.

Friday would be your presentation for literature and you think you would fuck up. Even if you have come prepared, you were still really unfocused. Plus, half of the presentation would be Hoseok’s so if he didn’t show up, everything would be a mess. But you thought maybe you deserved it anyway.

It was really getting late yet Hoseok hasn’t showed up still. You were losing the hope that he would. It was your turn next so you just tried to focus on it instead.

“Alright.” You take a deep breath before starting. Your vision was a little blurry, yet you did everything you could to remain calm. Like you always would. You didn’t want any of this to fuck up.

“Today would b-be about Pride and Prejudice.” You start. You feel your hands shaking and you knew it wasn’t normal. But you continue anyway. “So to give an overview, this novel… um… written by Jane Austen is about a family with five siblings who was raised with a purpose to find rich husbands… and one of them named Elizabeth indeed f-found a p-proud gentleman Mr. Darcy and this in turn starts a blooming relationship between the two…uhm.” You have to be perfect. Everything about you should be. You could hear your mother’s voice inside your head.

You look at the crowd silently listening to you. You were totally out of focus and you could feel your sweat trickling down. All you could think of right now is how to not fuck this up without Hoseok. You needed to be perfect. “So, to start with the characters, we have Elizabeth Bennet…” You try to deliver as much as you could for the first half of characters however you begin to feel dizziness on the second half of the presentation. “Ms. Choi are you alright?” The professor asks. You are a shame! Why can’t you do anything right?! You hear it again. You suddenly felt so small. It’s true that there was never a time you did something right, everything was always wrong.

“Y-yeah. Just give me a minute to—”

You hear the door slide open and saw someone come in. You’re thankful that the person just took the attention away. Because you were totally blanked out, you can’t even remember what you were talking about, and all information stored from your previous studying gone. You could hear someone’s voice talk to you, it was Hoseok’s but you can’t really tell because everything just so blurry, even the sounds seemed incoherent to you.

“…and so that wraps up our presentation.” He says. It was definitely Hoseok, you could now tell. You don’t know what’s happening still, but you felt like you couldn’t take the atmosphere inside. “E-excuse me for a moment.” Then you ran out as fast as you can.

You reach to the library and you felt like you couldn’t breathe. You try to find your way to your haven with everything blurring out, but you still manage to do so. You don’t understand why this was happening. You feel tears run down your cheeks.

You could hear another set of footsteps nearing but you couldn’t care less, you just want yourself cooped up in a place no one can find you.

“y/n!” Whilst finally getting inside the corner, you felt an arm grab you. The voice was too familiar and comforting it just wanted to make your tears fall faster. “y/n…”

“Why? Why?!! I just wanted everything to go perfectly!” You shout as you start sobbing. “Why can’t anything go perfectly like the way I want it? Like the way she wants me to be?” You look up to the person holding you. “I just want to make her proud of me. I just wanted to be the daughter she wants me to be, yet I fuck everything up!”

Then everything dawns you. No matter how hard you try to resist it, your family has planted that seed in you, the reason why you were always so scared and that you can’t even speak yourself no matter how you tried.

You were sobbing so hard, you didn’t even notice how shallow your breathing was already. You felt numb all over and it seems like you have a hard time breathing. You were having a panic attack since earlier in the room. He noticed this too.

“Shh. Hey. y/n. Breathe with me okay? Please.” You try to. You can feel him caressing you as he breathes slowly and deeply. You follow him as best as you can until you have slowly calmed yourself down. Your vision was slowly returning, but still blurry from the tears.

“Hey…you alright?” He palms your cheeks. You can vividly tell now that it was him. “Hoseok…” You say crying. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” You repeat it over again. You don’t know what you are apologizing for, may it be breaking down in front of him or the fact that you hurt his feelings, maybe both. But you did it anyway.

“I-I’m gonna be fine now.” You say a few minutes later as you try to get up and wipe your tears away, act as if nothing happened at all. “y/n…” He calls you and you can’t manage to stop tears falling when you hear it. “Hoseok-ah. I’m sorry for being so fucked up. I know I don’t deserve your help.” You wipe your tears away. “Thank you as well, for being there when nobody can…”

You try to stand up straight, trying to wipe out that weakness you felt. “I w-won’t bother you anymore so, you can stop coming here… or I can stop coming here—”

“y/n.” He calls again but you don’t listen.

“and thank you also… for today.” You compose yourself before turning away. You feel your arms being pulled back. “y/n!”

You turn your head looking a little bit furious. You didn’t want to show how weak you were anymore.

“what are you gonna do? Go back out there in that state?”

“I can manage myself Hoseok.”

“can you please try and look at yourself y/n? You’re not in the right state to be there.”

“I can be—”

“Y/N!” You flinch when he raises his voice.

“You know what, you know what I see?” You remain quiet.

“You’re selling this idea of who you think you need to be. That’s what i see y/n” and it hit you straight like a bullet. You felt furious. You hear the walls you built around you crash. And you are angry because no one had ever gone pass those high walls you built. Not until you met Hoseok. And what’s worse is that you are angry because everything he said was true. Those were only few words but they were the only honest ones that stripped your soul naked.

“Aren’t you exhausted?” He asks, and then again, you feel hot tears streaming down your face again. You never cried as many times and as hard as this in front of anyone.

All your life you’ve trained yourself never to cry in front of anyone and you’ve always been successful with it. You’ve decided that not in your lifetime will you show a soul your weakness. But this man standing in front of you defies everything you’ve set up for your life. You find yourself looking down the floor, unable to hold back the sobs coming out. “I am.” You say finally admitting. “I’m exhausted. And i’m really tired.” And at that point you break crouching down to the floor hugging your knees like it’s the only way to protect yourself from the feeling of nudity, of transparency.

You feel him crouching to your level as well then hands on both shoulders, giving it a light squeeze. “Y/n. Look at me. Hey” You don’t do it at first ashamed of your reaction. You were so new to vulnerability and you didn’t know what to do. Not until the second time he called you when you slowly lift your head to look at him.

“Let’s make it better alright? We can do it slowly. One step at a time.”

“I’ve wronged you Hoseok.”

“You did. But let me ask you one thing. Did you mean anything you said back then? Did you really just—use me?” You could feel that he was hesitant to ask but you knew this was the time to finally explain and tell him that you meant none of it.

“No. No Hoseok-ah. I was just really scared and I can’t tell you a better reason.”

“Then, thank you for being honest. I’m not saying I’m not mad.” He says, and you drop your head again guilt still wrapping you up.

“I’m angry so you have to make it up to me.” He brings your head up again by moving his hands to both cheeks squishing it lightly causing him to smile. Right then you decided you’ll do anything to see that smile. He brings your forehead closer to his. “I’ll make it up to you, I-I promise.” He smiles wider and brings his lips to your forehead and gave it a kiss.

Your parents were scheduled to come to your university three days after. Somehow you were not as anxious as you always would be. The thing you felt was somehow foreign, like you were still yourself, but your mind was a lot clearer. You couldn’t explain it.

You were still walking alongside your mother, smiling at the people around, when one of the board members approached you and your parents. “Hello Mr. and Mrs. Choi, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” He turns to you and smiles as well “oh and the lovely Ms. Y/n here. How lovely to see such a fine woman.”

Your mother gives him the most pleasing smile. “Of course, Mr. Park. She learns from the best.” You almost snort at her statement, but you stay composed.

“Well, well Ms. y/n, you most would certainly follow the footsteps of your mother.” Something within irked you to deny, because you didn’t really want to follow her. She was one woman you don’t want to be. “Is there any hobby you have Ms. y/n?” He suddenly asks but you mother was quick to answer.

“She plays the piano. She loves it.” Your mother chuckles sweetly. This time you did not stop the urge to speak “Dancing. I love to dance.” Both your parents were astounded by your sudden intrusion.

Mr. Park hums. “Really now, you know you should meet my son, he loves to dance. He and his friends are into music so much sometimes I wonder why they aren’t pursuing to be an artist!” He laughs, and you smile. You envy his son because he didn’t have such controlling parents. “So are you planning to be one now, Ms. y/n?” He asks and you glance at your parents, giving you a warning look not to speak.

Then you realize it. You can never be the perfect daughter too them, never will be. “I would like to own a dance school.” You felt relief, you didn’t know you could actually speak out. You never felt stronger than you were before. “I- I also want to be a doctor.” You felt so proud of yourself, you couldn’t care anymore how your parents looked at you.

“Oh, so you wouldn’t be following your mother’s footsteps of taking over the company?” You smile and shake your head. “I’m afraid that would be the case, sir.”

“Mr. Park, I think it’s time we should go along, the board must be waiting.” Your mother cuts you off, giving you the coldest glance. Maybe you would have wavered before and you admit, there’s still some kind of fear left but it doesn’t really get you like it always does anymore.

So when she meets up with you again in one of the private rooms with a slap across your cheek, you remain unfazed, you were overly familiar with the setting.

“Why can’t you be better?!” You remain silent. “For once y/n! try to listen! You never do!” You scoff at the accusation.

“Listen? Really mother? All I did, ever since I was a child was to do as I was told. To become the perfect little daughter you and father can use to your advantage. I’ve don EVERYTHING mother.” You pause, gave yourself a moment to deep breath to compose yourself. “But guess what, that perfect little daughter of yours is gone now. And you should learn to deal with it. If you can’t, better find some other robot doll that would suit your taste.” She was speechless and it was a good thing because you had a chance to walk away then.

“now, if you’ll excuse me, I still have some important things to do.”

You go out to find your friends. You had to clear everything up with them. You had to tell them what you and Hoseok had. They were your friends so they would be accepting. You knew Mia was in one of the locker rooms. It would be about time she finished. A you went inside the locker room you could faintly hear two people talking.

As you went closer you see Mia, her back turning on you and a guy…Hyunwoo? She was pinning him on the counter and you could see his hands on her waist. It was an intimate position, not something friends would do. But it wasn’t them that confused and surprised you.

“You think she’s really lost it huh?” You hear Hyunwoo speak as she noses Mia on her neck. You wonder why Mia never told you.

“She can lose herself all she wants, I don’t care. I never did.” You felt a pang of betrayal, but you couldn’t just jump into assumptions. You slowly went closer to where they were, still unsuspicious that you were around.

“Did you see how she froze back there? It was hilarious.” She laughed. As Hyunwoo continues to kiss her neck, both obviously starting to get aroused, you wanted to get the hell out, but you know you couldn’t now that it was obvious who they were talking about.

Hyunwoo chuckles as he shifts their position, him pinning Mia on the counter. “Then why don’t you just, you know, drop her out. She can be with that geeky weirdo and you can have your throne.”

“Not yet. That bitch is a tough weed.” You can hear her snob. “If I could, I would’ve thrown that useless piece of shit a long time ago.” You felt yourself heat up from the anger. Out of all your friends, it was Mia who could do this.

First, you couldn’t understand why. You remember being the only one there when she was pit bottom, when there was no one there to save her. And despite the change you saw in her when she got up the ladder, you never once thought of dropping her. Yet there she was willing to do so.

You tried to think of a way not to lash out. You try to get yourself together even with all the shit you’ve heard. This was gonna be the last time you’ll use this act, you promise yourself. Once more you straighten up and plaster that unreadable look on your face before knocking on the locker beside you.

“Really, Mia? that’s all you’ve got? I expected better from you.” Both immediately turned their heads to your direction, clearly surprised.

“Y-y/n…” She tries to smile sweetly, and you suddenly felt like barfing. “Ew. Cut the crap Mia. It doesn’t suit you.” You scrunch your face. “oh… I’m sorry to bust your little plan of what was that again, using me?” You slowly approach her folding your arms to your chest.

“You know what, I thought I should be furious. But now looking at you…” You look at her judgingly from head to toe. “I just really feel sorry for you and your pathetic life…” She grew furious with those words, you knew you hit the button when her expression changed drastically. Just something you hoped.

“Huh! Really y/n?! of all people, YOU would say that? How ironic!” you only snob at the comment. She tries to cover the uneasiness, but you knew for a fact that she was nowhere near calm. It reeked so heavily around her.

“I would’ve played with this for a little longer Mia. But I just really feel sorry for you right now. You know why?” You stepped closer crouching down lower from your level, Hyunwoo was now on the side, being a coward. “Because you and your pitiful self spent years, to kiss my ass, just to get your throne.” You throw your words like venom. “Now you’re gonna watch your plans waver like dust. Tsk. Poor you, Mia.”

“You’re not ruining my plans.” She warns. You can’t help but snort at her before getting up on your level. “Watch me, bitch.” You smile before walking away. You never felt so relieved, like a big bold of rock was lifted off your shoulder. You knew you’d be out from all their lives in an instant, but you couldn’t care less. The only thing you thought was to find your geeky weirdo.

By the time you found him, the sun was almost setting. You were still far from where he was at, but you can already tell. What you found odd though, was the fact that he was surrounded by a group of guys. You couldn’t see clearly what they were doing and most especially with Hoseok with his back turned. But you were sure he was looking down, scratching his head, and you see the others laughing. Your protective instinct suddenly warns you that he was being ganged up and you wanted nothing more but to get him away from there. You couldn’t just leave him there, especially one you see one of them kay a hand on his shoulder as if acting like they were friends.

You knew people like that so well, because you came from that group of people. But you can’t allow yourself to be one when you decided to make things right. So you ran towards their direction to pull a stunt… maybe, or just get him out of those jerks.

“What the hell are you doing??” You shout from behind gaining the attention from all of them and Hoseok too.

“uhhh---” One of them tried to speak but you didn’t want to hear any of it. You knew it would just be a dumb excuse.

“You know what you guys, you could find other people to pick on, but not Hoseok.” You tell them sternly. Everyone seemed amused at the statement. They couldn’t even say anything huh? Maybe people really found your boiling temper scary that they can’t even speak. You felt so proud of yourself.

“Y-y/n…” Hoseok starts. One of them clears his throat. “and may we know who you are miss?” He asks, and you could see the faint grin he tries to stop. You felt a little bit insulted, but you didn’t wanna back out. So you charged on blurting out the words didn’t expect would come out. “I’m his girlfriend!” Then there was silence. You thought maybe they were rethinking their actions.

“S-so… if I see you near him again, y-you’ll see.” You try to threaten, although it was clear how scared you were, but you did it anyway.

You grab Hoseok’s hand and hurriedly walk away from the vicinity towards the opposite direction.

You didn’t know where you were going when you lead him away. You were now walking along the sidewalk with you still holding his hand when you realize he was quiet for the whole time, so you stop to face him. It confuses you how unbothered he was. Like, he was just smiling at you.

“u-uhm, are you alright?”

“hmmm. I guess.” He shrugs.

“Look I know I’m not the one to say this but, you really don’t deserve to be treated like shit. No one does.” You look down feeling guilty of all the things you’ve done in the past. “S-so yeah.”

“Y/n…” You look at him and He smiles so softly, his eyes full of adoration and empathy.

You were so caught up in the middle of it and you don’t notice a car rushing towards you so when it passed by, the puddle beside you splashed so hard everything on your side got wet.

“What the hell…” You sigh.

“Sorry.”

“Why are you saying sorry?”

“Well you wouldn’t drag me to here if I just---”

“Hey. You didn’t plan to be dragged here on purpose so it’s fine.” You look at his clothes wet from the sudden impact as well. “Ugh. Cars should have alarms for puddles too.” You say as you try to wipe off the excess stain.

“If you don’t mind, uhm… my apartment is nearby... I could give you a change of clothes… so we could wash the dirty ones.” He offers.

“That would be really great. I can’t really go home like this.”

Xxxxxxxx

You envied his apartment. It was a lot smaller than your mansion, but at least it was a tad homey then your so-called home. You look around while he was getting a change of clothes.

You look at the picture frames and you see a variety of him in different poses with different people one was when he was probably a kid with his mom, the other was an older version with his sister, his pictures when he graduated middle school and high school, and another one with a younger version with and 6 other guys.

So he did have friends. You thought. They looked really close and youthful. You could sense the playfulness in their expression and when you look at Hoseok, you see that he had the same smile he always had ever since you met.

One thing you noticed though, is that not one of his pictures did he wear glasses, and the picture with his friends… they looked awfully---

“y/n. hey. Uh, here.” You turn around facing him and he was already holding towel and clothes. “You can use the bath first. I’ve prepared it for you.”

“Thanks.” You smile before turning in.

When it was his turn to bathe, you looked idly sat on his couch for minutes before deciding to get up and do something, maybe stretch, look around some more. But when there was nothing left to do, you proceed to go to his kitchen, and you see dishes still stacked unwashed. You thought maybe you could be of help.

Before washing the dishes, you decide to just take of the shorts he gave as it was so big and would always slip down. Anyway, you still had your own mini- short you used under your skirt that wasn’t stained, so you used it instead.

You were quite enjoying the chore and you didn’t notice Hosoek emerging from the bathroom. You couldn’t see him staring since you were too focused on the dishes. You continue to hum to your music and would sometimes sway to the rhythm.

You were still very oblivious to the situation until you turn around. It surprised you how he was suddenly so close. Only inches apart. You could smell the shampoo and soap he used and… he was half naked and dripping.

“H-Hoseok. I hope you don’t mind, I washed…” You look at him and you couldn’t help but feel weak on the legs. A tightening heat you feel inside starting to burn as well. His eyes were dark, he had no specs on yet you sense that he could see you clearly.

“Hoseok-ah..” You didn’t mean it to come out as soft. He steps closer, and now you can feel the heat emitting from your bodies. You could feel his breath ghost against your skin.

“I’m never the type to lose control y/n-ah…but you’re making it so difficult for me.” Somehow that statement gave you that sense of confidence to probe him. You feel hazy, yet one thing you know is that you know you wanted this as much as he stops himself, and you just want him to let go of it.

Your hand was still wet and full of fizz, yet it didn’t stop you from snaking it up from his chest to his cheek. “Why are you stopping yourself then?” Your tone was luscious, and you can feel him slightly tensing from it. You soothe his damp hair with your fingers and he was clearly enjoying the sensation.

Before you know it, he was already closing the gap between you two, holding you by the waist with your back against the kitchen counter. You titled your head to the side to give him more access to the kiss. Unlike the first time this was less innocent, yet a lot more passionate. You felt your hands against his hard muscle, travelling down his abs until you found yourself going lower, palming his crotch. He was now groaning clearly aroused by what you did. You hitched when you felt his lips on your nape, suckling on it gently.

His hands traveled downwards until it reached the hem of the shirt you wore and lifted it up, making sure his fingers would graze on your thighs, until he reached higher to the sides of your waist, caressing it gently. You hummed at the sensation “Good?” You nod. He kisses you again, sucking at your bottom lip, and you could feel him unclasping your bra, and starting palming at your breasts.

“H-Hseok… Please…” You sigh at the sensation he is giving. You were just starting yet you can already feel how wet you were.

“Hmm.Yes baby?” His voice was deep and husky and it just added to the feeling you had down there.

“I-ah- I need you… please…” You hitch as he plays with your nipples alternately, still sucking on your neck. You just wanted to feel him, all of him. Without wasting time, he lifts you up your legs on the either side of his hips as he leads you to his bedroom. You made sure to grind on his hardening cock causing the towel wrapped around him to fall.

He was hovering over you as he dropped you to the bed. He looks at you his eyes hooded now and full of lust, and roam our eyes on his body and drink the site of him being so lean and built. You never expected someone like him could look this gorgeous. He gently lifts your shirt up and you are now left with your underwear.

He gently trails kisses starting from your lips, to your throat, down to your breasts, licking and playing with it, and you hitch your breath when you felt it being so sensitive. He traveled his tongue down to suck spots on your stomach before placing his hands on the hem of your panty.

“So wet for me baby aren’t you.” He teases as he palms your wetness through the fabric. You can’t miss the nickname which just add to the arousal. “Yeah..ah- so please.. Hoseok-ah.” With that, he finally slides them off and he groaned looking at how you were dripping for him. You felt a little shy so you closed your legs and stopped you before you do. “Don’t you dare close them y/n.” You whine at the sudden dominance, and he knows you like it and he smirks at that.

“Hoseok… I think I can’t wait anymore…”

“What do you want baby?”

“Please fuck me…” He gvies you another smirk. “Of course. But let me taste you.” He leans down his head to your heat and licks you folds before finally diving in. You were now a moaning mess. You could feel his tongue dip into your core before sliding up to your clit, giving it a nice little tease before sucking on it.

“Hoseok-ah!!” a moan escapes your mouth and you can’t help but thrust hips forward. When he starts to insert his fingers, you felt completely out of it. You were moaning his name over and over, especially when he hits the spot inside you.

“H-hoseok, I’m gonna, hah!” Your breathing was becoming erratic until he stopped. He went back up to kiss you not caring that you could taste yourself.

“You fucking drive me insane y/n. you know that?” You couldn’t respond as you are too high to do so. He lifts one of your leg up to his shoulders as he lines himself up to your entrance. “Tell me to stop if you need to. Although I don’t think I would find the strength to be able to.” He said honestly. You lift your hands to his cheek. “I don’t think I would want you to stop either.” And with that he goes in, slowly and gently. He groans at your tightness and you moan, feeling so pleasured by the size of his cock fitting your tight hole.

He starts at a slow pace at first and you could feel yourself hitching at every move. He buries his head between your neck and shoulders, sometimes giving it gentle kisses as he rocks into you harder at a faster pace. “Ah! Hoseokie. Please more. I need more.”

And so he does, thrusting his hips in a relentless pace, you could hear the slapping of your skin against his. He moved his hand on the headboard as he tries to steady himself as he thrusts hard.

“F-fuck. You’re so beautiful.” You moan his name like a mantra begging him not to stop to fill you up.

“Hoseok, I-I’m gonna—ah!” You came. Hard against his cock still thrusting you.

“Don’t stop.” You beg even when you felt somewhat overstimulated already.

“A-are you sure?”

“Yes. Please Hoseok.” So he does do as he’s told. Thrusting inside you at an unforgiving pace. You can hear him hitch and it was clear that he was close. He did a few more deep thrusts before milking his way inside you. He collapses on top of your before rolling to the side, afraid his weight might hurt you.

You both pant heavily getting down from the high before he got up to the bathroom and came back if a warm damp cloth to clean both of you and throwing it to the side of the room. He then went to lie down beside you as you scoot to his chest feeling the warmth you’ve been longing for. You immediately relax to the feeling of his heartbeat as he gently sooth your locks.

“What you said earlier, me being your boyrfriend…” I lifted my head to look at him. “I-I know I didn’t have any right. I’m sorry--.”

“Do you want to?”

“huh?”

“Me, to be your boyrfriend…I mean officially…” He asks. You smile at the shyness. You can’t believe this shy guy was also the one who just fucked you senseless.

“only if you make me your girlfriend too.” He grins as he hugs you tight.

“Okay, girlfriend.”

You wake up to the feeling of a chest pressed against your back and one arm holding you tightly around your waist, his head tucked against yours and you could feel his breath ghosting against your neck. This was probably one your favorite mornings.

You gently stir to face him, making sure your legs are still tangled under the sheets. You tuck you hand under your head to the side as you slowly drink the sight of him, tracing his features. You couldn’t help but smile at how the slow shines on him so softly, how it perfectly it suits him.

“Is this gonna be a thing now? You watching me until I wake up?” He suddenly speaks startling you a little.

“I guess. Is this gonna be our thing now then? You pretending to be asleep while I watch you?” He only chuckles and oh god, that was probably one of the most melodic ones you heard, plus the fact that it gave off that huskiness. When will you be ever to get over that? You mentally ask yourself.

“You have class in the morning right?” You only nod, not really wanting to get up from this little sanctuary you have but you know you will have to eventually.

“wanna have some quick breakfast before you go?” He asks while drawing circles on your back. You nod giving him a quick kiss before he dresses up to go to the kitchen. Then remain rolling yourself on the sheets not caring that you’re still naked feeling so full. So this was what butterflies felt like. You thought it wasn’t so bad at all.

By the time you emerge from the room after taking a quick shower, breakfast was already done, bacon and omelet served on the table. You decide not to come up yet. You lean your body against the doorframe as you watch him make coffee for both of you.

You don’t know if it was site of him making coffee or the disheveled look he had while making it that gave you butterflies. After a few more minutes of mental appreciation, you maneuver yourself towards him, sliding your arms in between his waist.

“That really smells good.” He jolts a little surprised by your sudden entrance but relaxes soon realizing who it was. He turns himself around in your arms and leans down to give you a peck on the lips. “hmmm. Go eat. Or you’ll be late.” You wonder if this was how being domestic felt like. You’ve only seen them in movies so you never knew.

“Don’t you have a class too?” You ask slowly detangling yourself from him and went to stuff yourself with food.

“Nope. I don’t have class until 11.” He answers placing your coffee down. You only hum and continue to eat your food.

“I’ll see you when I get there?” He carefully asks sitting down to grab some eggs.

“Hmm yeah. I’m free the whole day anyways. Except for class.” You tell him as you munch your food. “wow this is really good. I should hire you as my chef.” He chuckles at the comment but somehow he wonders why you were free?

“How about your friends? No plans with then?” You suddenly stop eating. “I-yeah.. uhm.. You know when they say ‘friendship over’?” You try to give him a hint. He seems shocked by the sudden news.

“Why? Did something happen?” He asks, worried. “Yeah, well apparently I heard Mia talking shit about me in the locker room with Hyunwoo..” You shrug. “Well, figured the others were probably just the same.” He gently grabs your hand, giving it a little squeeze. “You alright?” You give him a reassuring smile.

“Yeah. I actually told her to fuck off.”

“That’s my girl.” He says proudly as he ruffles your hair.

Even if you’ve been there yesterday, going to school felt new. Maybe because you were going in that campus as a different person. Maybe because you knew you couldn’t care less of that title they gave you anymore, and maybe because you didn’t give a fuck walking alone without those who tail behind. But nevertheless, you just felt good…and lighter.

People still greeted you and complemented you on hallways and they sure noticed how you changed, greeting them back with glee.

After class, you went to find Hoseok as he is probably already in school campus.

To: Hoseokie

Where u rn?

From: Hoseokie

…

Around. 😉

You were still walking on the hallways looking down at your phone, when you hear some students pass by.

“Oh my gosh. Have you heard?! Mr. Park’s son is gonna visit campus!” One girl exclaimed.

“His friends were coming too! I’m so excited!” They squeal together. “I heard they are really popular in the university they go to! Like really really popular!”

“What? I heard one was attending this school and I never heard about him.”

“He’s probably in a different department…”

Their voices fade as you pass by still at your phone, trying to ask your man where he’s at when you bumped into someone.

“Look who’s here.” You look up to see Mia and all your now ex-friends.

“You need something? I’m quite busy here as you can see.” You held out your phone unbothered by the intimidation they’re trying to give you.

“Can’t you see, I’m gonna be queen no y/n.” You roll your eyes amused by her. “what, you were really serious?” You laugh sarcastically. “Alright, go ahead you have it. But I’ll give you an advice.” You move a little closer. “Try to go green. You know, as ‘queen’, save mother earth.” She was baffled, you smile expecting the reaction.

“Since, we’re trying to save it from pollution, right? The earth doesn’t need plastic trashes like all of you. So… that’s what I’m trying to say.” Everyone especially her was furious.

“You know what y/n, you can live with your pathetic and lonely life.” She spits and you can’t believe how unbothered you were. “Right now you’re just a stupid ass bitch alone---”

“y/n” You can hear Hoseok shout your name and you were relieved that you can finally go now. “Finally. I’ve been looking all over—” You turn around and it confused you that you don’t see Hoseok anywhere, only 7 men standing in front of you, everyone of them seemed really familiar you thought you have met them somewhere…

And there he was, Hoseok standing in front of you. You do a double check and indeed it was him, just that there were no rims anymore, and oh gosh his hair was now flipped to one side exposing his forehead. He was wearing light shades which he took off eventually.

“Wow.” Was all you could say. He laughs as he went near to pull you by your waist. “You like it? My look?” You were speechless at first but then you realize soon what this really was. You suddenly throw a fist on his chest playfully. “You ass!” He only laughs. “How? Why?”

“I just thought I should play it cool for the first few weeks.” He shrugs.

“I’m mad. You didn’t even tell me.” But of course you weren’t. he must have had his reasons.

“Sorry baby.” He kisses your forehead. You look behind him to see his friends smiling knowingly. A few moments you realize why they looked so familiar. They were at the school grounds once, with Hoseok. They were probably just talking when you suddenly pulled your dragon at them.

You wanted the ground to just eat you. They move towards you and Hoseok, smiling when they noticed your embarrassment.

“I’m really sorry about yesterday.” You bow down.

“She’s cute.” One comments as you get up and look down on your feet.

“You got a good one Hoseok-ah.” One with slightly deeper voice said.

It was a matter of time before your boyfriend intervened. “Hey guys. You’re scaring her. Stop it.” He tells them playfully. “y/n. They’re my friends. Let me introduce them.” And so he does one by one. Starting from Yoongi, the quiet one, Jin, with prince-like features, Namjoon the one with towering height, Jimin, the Director’s son, Taehyung with the boxy smile and Jungkook who looks exactly like a bunny. No wonder why those girls were screaming, they were indeed really handsome, each having their unique features.

And of course there’s Hoseok. You turn to him pouting. He smiles at how adorable you looked.

“I’m kind of getting hungry. How about we get lunch first before visiting uncle?” Everyone agrees.

As you pass by, you see Mia in awe and the other girls running to the guys. Apparently, they were just ignored.

xxxxx

As the day ceased, you and Hoseok both find yourselves in the dance studio, somewhat worn out from the dance routine you did. You were leaning against his chest on the couch with both your legs dangling above his. “This is nice.” You say closing your eyes. He hums tracing circles on your back. “How are you feeling? After… you know, everything?”

You smile, “Better than ever.” You assure him. You have never felt so strong like you are now. You knew you still had a lot to learn, and face but at least now you can take them head on. You know that you have now been stripped naked from all pretentions, but there’s no other way you’d choose to gain your freedom.

“Another round?” You take his hand.

“Let’s get it on”

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