NCT imagines & reactions

|WinWin|

WinWin
Word count: 1000
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WinWin's POV

I hold onto my bag strap as I walk into the new campus. I finally found a place where I can combine my parents' dream and my own. An arts school who also see dance as one of their subjects. A place where I can finally share my passion with many more. "Hello stranger." I look next to me to see a tall male standing. "I'm Lucas, captain of the basketball team." He shakes my hand with a firm grip. "WinWin." I tell him my nickname. "And you're here for what exactly? Art classes? Sports?" He asks me.

"You can say it's a sport yeah." I tell him. "What do you mean?" He questions. "I'm here for the dance." I explain to him. "Oh cool man, some hiphop and street style. This school can use it." I shook my head. "Modern and ballet." I tell him. He looked surprised. "Well then I won't see you around that much. Dance is that way of campus, I'm all the way over there." He points out. "Oh okay. Well bye Lucas." I walk to my first class. On my way there some students bump into me by accident.

"Sorry we didn't me- hey what is this?" He picks up my dance shoes from the ground. "Give that back please. I need it for class." I say as nice as possible. "What? You want that back? Mhm I'll think about that." They throw them around so I couldn't take them back. "Hey! Leave him alone!" A girl yells at them. "Why?" They ask her. "Because I say so. He needs it for class like he already told you." They roll their eyes and scoff before throwing my shoes at me and leaving. "Thank you." I bow at her politely.

"Just be more careful of your belongings." She walks off. I get to class. A room filled with girls. They all stare at me. "Hi, I'm Sicheng call me WinWin. I'm the new student here." They didn't respond and just turn back around doing their warmups. I got changed in the changing rooms and got out to warm up. I was on my own in the corner. The teacher clapped her hands, asking for everyone's attention. Class was about to start as suddenly the girl from earlier rushed in. "I'm sorry I'm late." She apologises. "You must be new. Please take a place and don't repeat this action of yours please."

I watched her as we did some basic exercises. She seemed to be struggling. "Look at her, what even is she doing?" The girls next to me chuckle. "She isn't made for this school. Why is she here in the first place." She looked at the girls. "What's your problem? I did nothing wrong and you do this to me." She stood up, everyone in shock watching her. "Sit back down or leave the room. We don't tolerate this behaviour!" The girl furrows, she was debating what she'd do.

"Sit down please." I whisper to her since she was closer to me. The girl sits down again. "Stand up everyone we'll start rehearsing a dance for the Christmas performance. We do every year." I go stand closer to the girl. "Hi, I'm WinWin." I introduce myself to her. "Why do you care?" She asks. "Because you got me away from these rude guys." I tell her. "You just need to learn how to protect yourself more." She says. "I'm a dancer not a fighter." I chuckle. "I'm a fighter and not a dancer, yet here I am." She said.

"You're a fighter?" I said questionable. "Black belt karate, my uncle taught me for years. I got in too much trouble so my parents send me here. To be more feminine." She explains to. "I don't even know why I'm telling you." She sighs. "Ah! Fu-" She fell down. "No cursing, and stand up." The teacher told her. "How am I supposed to stand up if I'm hurting? You know what this means for my trainings? Another damn 2 weeks I can't go!" She tells out her frustrations. "That's enough! Y/l/n y/n, out of my classroom! I only want to see you again for an apology."

She gets herself up and gets her bag. She lumps her way out. "Dong Sicheng, where are you going?" The teacher asks me as I get my own bag and go after y/n. "Isn't it obvious?" I roll my eyes and go after her. "Y/n wait!" She stops. "How do you know my name?" She asks. "Teacher. But don't leave, you can't just go like that." I say. "She send me out. It's obvious I don't fit in." She sighs. "And I do? I'm the only guy in this whole class. I can help you." I say.

"How?" She asks. "Practice. Only practice can help." I say. "Don't you understand? I have karate to be at, I have this stupid school, I don't have time for other things." She says. "You already have a black belt, I'm sure you already know enough." I sigh. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that." I apologise. We suddenly hear laughter. People were pointing at me, I was still in my dancing clothes. "Oh ma'am I think you forgot to put your tutu on." They laugh. "Are you going to let that slide?"

I nod. Y/n scoffs. "You're unbelievable. Leave him be. He can actually dance, he's good at it. You can't relate so shut up!" She scolds them. "I teach you dance as you learn me to protect myself. A better deal we can't have." I say. "What are you?" She asks. "No one knows. But come on, deal or no?" She shook my hand. "Tomorrow morning, 7 o'clock right here at the studio. Be prepared because I won't go easy on you." She warns me. "Neither will I during lunch break in 2 hours." I smile. "Bring it on."

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A/N: This one's a mess, I tried creating something but no honey, this ain't it but I worked too long on it to just delete and rewrite everything... anyway good night
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