Dead Behind Your Eyes
Description
When they first met, it was nothing extraordinary. Another, as they would later put it, ‘Luhan-forced-encounter’.
“Sehun, this is the guy I was telling you about, you know, the amazing dancer?” Jongin closed his locker and turned to face the deer eyed boy, somehow his senior, who had appeared by his side in the busy school corridor, another boy in tow.
Jongin felt his cheeks heat a little at the praise, but nonetheless stretched out his hand to the other boy,
“Kim Jongin… But most people call me Kai.”
The boy reached out and took his hand, and Jongin couldn’t help but notice how verging on dainty he was; so slim, with willowy wrists and porcelain pale skin.
“Oh Sehun,” the boy replied, shaking gently before releasing his grasp.
Foreword
WARNING: THIS STORY IS TRIGGERING. IF YOU ARE LIKELY TO BE TRIGGERED, DO NOT READ.
By putting my trigger warning like this, the people who can view it is less restricted. For some people, reading something like this makes them feel good to see something they can relate to, even if it isn't a good something. I am one of these people, hence why I did it.
As the author, this story is helping me sift through some fragments and memories I sometimes struggle to come to terms with. Some of this is thoughts, but much of it will be experience, and it will, I expect, be triggering, so be sensible about it. If you're likely to be triggered, I suggest you tread carefully.
Anyone who needs someone to talk to, don't suffer in silence. Just drop me a message.
This is set in Highschool!AU -ish, but I'm not going to be too specific about it in terms of yeargroups/classes/etc unless it becomes relevant for a particular reason.
I hope that I will be able to update this regularly, but sometimes life takes over. Nevertheless, I intend to try!
Oh yeah, by the way, sorry Sehun. Hope you don't hate me for this, heh...
Nothing but the plot and words are mine - I sadly do not own Exo *cries* or any of the individual members *cries more*
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