Affliction ❄️ Jisung

❄️ 4

School.

A place full of diversity.

Jisung walked the halls with his earphones in, distracting himself from the commotion around him. Although Christmas was around the corner, they still had school til Thursday.

Jisung didn't mind school, although it does bore him. He is a top A student who rarely has to put in the effort for his grade.

He had a pretty boring life compared to others. He never went out with friends or left the house, constantly studying and practicing his dancing. His parents were strict, they even made him work at a boring coffee shop.

Walking through the halls a voice went unnoticed to the boy as he was distracted by his own thoughts. The sudden contact of an arm swinging around Jisungs shoulder caused him to jump slightly.

Turning his head and eyeing his friend who was bent over from laughing too hard. His iconic dolphin laugh echoing around the halls.

"Yah, Chenle-ah" he says punching his shoulder annoyed.

"Sorry, sorry. What were you thinking about anyway to make you that distracted?"

Jisung sighs, "life I guess"

Chenle looks at him, tilting his head, waiting for a more in-depth answer.

"Do you ever feel like your life has no purpose? Like nothing exciting has ever happened to you which would make your life memorable" he says with sadness and confusion.

Chenle just sighs and places a hand on his shoulder. "Jisung, your life is whatever you make it. If you make it boring, then it is boring. You can't let your parents decide how you should live your life."

"I guess"

"But hey" Chenle says smacking Jisungs arm making him flinch.

"Your life will never be boring with me! Now let's go before Mr Choi sends us to detention," he says running down the hallway leaving Jisung standing there.

Rolling his eyes, he follows after the boy. Once again lost in thoughts as he turns the corner only to be met with a body crashing into him.

Falling onto the floor, he rubs his head before picking up the fallen books, standing up and brushing himself off.

"Sorr-" he stops as his eyes are met with the figure he bumped into.

The two stand there staring into each other's eyes before the figure grabs the books from his hands and starts to walk away, pushing his shoulder with theirs as they walk by.

Jisung quickly turns around a grabs their wrist.

"Areum, wait!"

The girl turns around annoyed.

"Yes kid?"

"You go to school here?" He asks confused.

"Well I am still a teenager, now let go of me before I break your nose. I'm late for my class" anger filling her voice.

Jisung let's go of her hand worried that she would live up to her words.

Swallowing the lump in his throat, he chokes out a "sorry."

Rolling her eyes, she spins on her heels and walks off. Her long dark brown hair swaying behind her as Jisung is left stunned and with the lingering smell of her honey shampoo engraved into his senses.