Spring is Minseok’s favorite season. It’s always been his favorite to be honest. Spring is when the flowers start to bloom again; the trees get their leaves back; the world comes back to life. It’s when Minseok comes back to life too. Winter always seems to put him in a permanent state of quiet alertness. He doesn’t talk as much, but he’s still aware of what goes on around him. His parents were worried he had seasonal affective disorder when it first started happening, but now they know he’s just waiting; waiting for his favorite season. Spring is when he can shed all the layers winter requires and turn instead to tank tops and his favorite skinny jeans; maybe a light pullover on cooler days.

Spring is, and forever will be, Jongdae’s least favorite season. Spring brings insects, heat, and above all, allergies. Jongdae likes to think God put him on Earth just to watch him suffer from allergies every time spring rolls around. As soon as the flowers start to bloom, Jongdae is popping allergy medications twice a day; sometimes three times a day if the flowers bloom early, just to be safe. Jongdae likes the cold, being bundled in layers upon layers of thick jackets and scarves, cuddling a cup of coffee close to your chest just to feel its warmth, making snow angels and snowmen, staying indoors for days when it’s simply too cold to go outside. This is what Jongdae likes, what he prefers.

Spring is when Minseok can venture to his favorite spot of grass and trees just down the street from his house. He can ride his bike and be there in two minutes flat, one if he hurries. He found the spot a few years back when he had gotten his bike for his birthday, which happens to fall just six days after the first day of spring. He had ridden down every street around his house and eventually started chasing a squirrel until in ran up a tree. That was when he found his spot. It was open and grassy, flowers had just started to bloom and about half of the trees already had leaves. It was untouched by humans, for which he was thankful, because he isn’t really that social of a person, and sharing is not one of strong suits.

He went back the next day, and the next, and for the rest of spring and summer he went to his spot whenever he could. His parents would ask where he would go every day, but he made excused every time. “I’m going to a friend’s house!” or, “I’m just going to ride my bike,” were the main excuses. He refused to tell anyone about his spot, or else it wouldn’t be exclusively his. Not even his closest friend Luhan knew about it, and he told Luhan everything. Minseok finally had something that was all his, and he wasn’t about to let it go.

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There will be more about Jongdae when I start actually writing the story but it's mostly going to be about Minseok. I haven't written anything centered around him yet so I'm excited :) please comment and subscribe!!! <3