Chapter I

 

I am definitely in love.

Perhaps, no one really cared, or no one will give a

But really, I am in love. I can’t even explain how I felt.

You can’t blame me right? You’re just like me. Feeling

All giddy with just one little feeling but hear this, it was

Magical. Just like his whole existence.

 

Oh, I forgot to

Introduce myself, I am Kim Jongin. Eighteen and an

Aspiring dancer. I am a jock in our school and the least

I expected is to fall in love with a cute awkward nerd.

 

 

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Vacation was over and we’re back to school, to be honest

The idea isn’t very appealing to me. I can’t practice my new

Moves anymore and I’ll have lesser time playing my favorite

Sport, But I guess, life can’t be all that good to you. I got up

From my bed and proceeded to the shower. I need to be early

At school to sign up for the club I’ve always been into. I’m

Pretty sure those students were eager to join other clubs too,

But nah, I’ll stick to mine. Dancing is always my passion.

After taking a bath, I quickly brushed my teeth and get dressed

Styling my hair not until I heard “Jonginnie—Get down here!

You’ll be late for school!” . My mom shouted that. Oh, Did

You heard that? I’m sorry. You weren’t supposed to. I’m

embarrassed to say that she likes using that name to call me.

Ugh, Please forget about it, okay? Great. I grabbed my bag

and ran downstairs to meet her.

She was always smiling and I wonder if she ever

had a bad day. “Good Morning Mom.” I kissed her cheek.

“So, are you ready for another school year? You’ll meet

new kids again! Be sure to be friendly though.” She winked

at me and goodness! What am I? A four year old kid getting

ready for his first school day? I shook my head and gave

her an awkward laugh. I don’t want to offend her but

she’s really treating me like a kid, not that I hate it but

I’m eighteen years old; I pretty much knew that I could

handle myself. After eating her pancakes, I grabbed my

bag, put on my shoes and said my farewell. I walked

on the way to the bus stop because it’s pretty much

near to our place.

 

Minutes later, a bus, which is almost

full stopped by and I immediately get in. I looked for

a seat and luckily, one is available. I took the seat in the

right side since I saw someone with the uniform

same as mine sitting beside it. Might as well make friends

to ease my tension. During the whole bus ride, I attempted

to talk to this cute boy beside me but he seemed sleepy

so I guess it wouldn’t work. He looks like his head will

fall off any minute now. So I put his head on my shoulder

instead. I don’t mind though. He looks adorable. It

didn’t take long before we reached the school and I

decided to wake him up. At first, he grunted then

later on, he quickly opened his eyes. Alarmed

at his sudden realization. “Oh my god, Where am I?

Did I lean on you?—“ I nodded “I’m sorry! I d-didn’t

know, I—I was actually awake but then I just—I just

fell asleep! I’m sorry!” He kept bowing with his

pleading wide eyes (which I just noticed) until

his glasses fell off. I quickly helped him pick up his

glasses and dragged him out of the bus because for

sure, We just made a scene. He looked flustered

and I can’t help but ruffle his hair. He looked

shocked and confused but then he smiled later on.

I gave his glasses back which he quickly took and put

them on again. He looked better without them though.

“I should go now. It was nice to meet you uhh…mind

telling me your name?” I smiled. He looked around

and pointed to himself as if asking me if I was really

referring to him. Of course, who else am I talking to? I

just simply nodded and he fidgeted with the hem

of his shirt before he looked up to me, blushing

and smiling. I swore, I never saw a smile that

looked beautiful as his. “I-I am Do Kyungsoo.”

Cool. So it’s his name. “I am Kim Jongin. See you

at school.” I winked and that’s where our love story

begun.

 

 

 

 

 

“ING KIM JONGIN” someone called me

as I snapped out of my thoughts. I faced Sehun,

my best friend who looked annoyed at something.

“What?” I pouted. “You were ing daydreaming

again. Where were you huh? I’ve been calling

you for a lot of times but you just kept staring

at that damn wall. Kyungsoo had left an hour ago!”

He said with so much frustration.

Seriously, Did I ing dream again? Was that all

a dream ?! Damn this head for creating

such scenarios! He will never talk to me. He

probably thinks I’m a popular nobody. I mean,

Yeah, I am popular just like they say but I don’t

want to acknowledge that. Not until Kyungsoo talks

to me. And yes, to answer your question that was

all a ing dream. I used to do that many times

a day. To create a scenario of what ifs and what

could’ve been’s. I tend to imagine how my one

sided crush life was going to start its end, I tend to

imagine on what If I met him before school

or something. I’m sick and tired of realizing that

all of those scenarios, not a single one of it is true.

I sighed and pouted as I made my way towards my

dance class, with Sehun following behind. I

bet he’s too annoyed at me right now so

I didn’t attempt to try and talk to him. He

knew about my poor one sided life and

He’s trying hard to understand me. I’m

lucky enough, I guess. Who would want

to listen to my self-pitying party and

watch myself wallow in depression. He

will just stood there and help me later

on and talk some sense to me. but I just

kept nodding and would always reason

out that I can’t simply talk to him even if

I like him. Kyungsoo is way too far to reach.

He’s a star. A smart one to top that while

I’m just a popular kid yet a nobody to him.

 

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The class had finished without too much hassle,

We practiced a step rountinely and we were able

to finalize it. Luckily, Sehun and I were a fast learner,

It’s easy to catch up that way because there’s gonna

be a competition that’ll be held in a few months. We

can’t be lacking. After getting out our class, Sehun

bid goodbye to attend his soccer practice while I,

still need to go to the library to borrow a book

my mom needs to see. I’ll be skipping basketball

practice for now ‘cause I don’t need it at the moment.

Too tired to even look around, I headed towards the

library when I bumped into someone. I didn’t mean to

do that but he fell and I felt responsible for it so I

sat beside him and helped him up. It was then that I

noticed that it was Kyungsoo. I quickly but inintentionally

dropped my hold from him and he almost stumbled.

I’m sure my cheeks became red from embarassment

since that's so rude of me to suddenly

let go of his hand. I feel humiliated and I don’t know what to do so

I just stood there beside him and face palmed

to cover up and hide my embarrassment. He dusted

himself, stood up and began to ran off,

panicking, he forgot his phone which I

didn’t noticed that fell earlier. I am debating

with myself If I should go after him or just

give his phone back tomorrow. I decided

for the latter. It’s almost dismissal time

anyway. I shook my head when I remembered

how I acted earlier. He must’ve thought how

much of a jerk I was. Nodding my head, I

headed towards the entrance of the library and

get what I needed. I checked out the book to

the librarian and it’s all done. I struggled with

my bag and walked on the way home. I didn’t

feel like taking a bus. It was when I reached our

house, that I decided to skim through his phone.

I ran towards my bedroom, almost forgetting

to let them know I’m home and jumped on

my bed. I the phone and was quickly

met by a picture of Kyungsoo as the wallpaper

posing with a peace sign. I chuckled because,

how cute can it get? A few minutes later before

Kyungsoo’s phone rang, MOM seen at the caller

ID before I accidentally dropped the phone

and unconsciously tapped the accept call on the screen.

Jesus! How careless of me. I sighed. Panicking, I scooted

over the phone and listen to someone's voice coming from

the speakers. I smiled like a fool when I realized it was him. 

“H-Hello? this is me, Kyungsoo.” My cheeks flushed

by the entire idea of him calling me—

well, his phone to be exact, and it made me go all rainbows.

“Uhh, if you can hear me and you got my phone

‘cause you accepted the call, Please return that

 tomorrow, I won’t get mad. Just meet me

at the school’s garden. I’ll thank you for keeping it

safe. Thank you, whoever you are.” Then a click

was heard before I noticed that he had

already dropped the call. Kyungsoo is going

to meet me tomorrow but I don’t have any idea,

on what the I will do about it. 

 

A/N: So uhh, A shy Jongin for a change. THIS IS UNEDITED! Thank you for subscribing! Here is chapter one as promised. I decided to use Jongin’s POV instead of a third person’s POV because I like it that way. I wanted to try out a different style of writing and I decided to apply it in this fic. please check out my other fics too, lmao. sorry for my typos and my poor grammar. what do you think of the first chapter? comments, upvotes and subscriptions are highly appreciated! =)

 

-  Erie