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[rogan]

[rogan]

[blissie]

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You
Promised
Me
And
Then
You
Broke
That
Promise
I
Never
Sought
For
Anything
You
Gave
Me
Hope
And
Pulled
Away
Why?
Why?

"If you didn't love me, why did you make me love you?"

f.name! min-jun l.name! mun n.names! jun, junnie, ice
age! 18 year! 2nd sexuality! homosexual occupation!
part-time waiter height! 170 cm appearance! jet black,
shaggy hair that doesn't lie flat due to no maintenance,
he is a little short for his age, but his demeanor defiantl
y doesn't show him smaller. His body is lean, not too la
nky and thin but not muscular either. He has dark brown
eyes, and rather long lashes. Has left ear pierced yet ne
ver wears anything on it.
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background?! He may seem like just a rebellious kid wh
o doesn't study and get in fights all the time, a rebel to t
he teachers, and someone that no regular student would
want to be associated with as he's a "bad influence" - con
firmed when he had to retake the second year.No one has
seen him after his shifts - sitting in the book store until t
he owner closes the shop.No one has seen him in the hos
pital, cleaning the broken plate with the knocked over ap
ple pieces on the floor, his mother screaming after him o
n the hospital bed. No one has seen his expression as he
looked up at the gigantic glowing Christmas tree in Julien
square, where all the little couples gathered with roses.

pleasenotagainpleasenotagainpleasedonthurtmei love youpleasedonthurtmepleasedontleavepleasedontleavepleasedon
Min-Jun - the infamous delinquent from Hillsdale, is a pain in the ass to all teachers around. Externally, there isn't mu
ch to say. Grades just sufficient to not be failed, scarcely have homework, and ditches class like no one has ever befor
e, with the principal's office like his second home. Whenever he gets into trouble for having another parking lot fight w
ith neighboring school students, the students at Hillsdale all have the same question- why? Hillsdale, a rigorous high s
chool with high academic requirements for acceptance -why is he not expelled yet? Or rather, how is he even here? Ma
ny students have inquiries about whether or not he tested into Hillsdale like the rest of them - which of course he did,
as everyone knows that there is no way of cheating the system. Rumors regarding Min-Jun flying in the air in every cor
ner of Hillsdale, of course, rarely does anyone say them to his face. When asked about Min-Jun, Wuhao, Min-Jun's clos
e friend, would just shake his head and chuckle helplessly - only he knows what he went through, he knows that Min-J
un, the head delinquent, the headache of Hillsdale high, is only a little kid on the inside.

[rogan]

❝ and take my hands, they'll understand; take my heart, pull it apart
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxand take my brain─ or what remains ─and throw it all away ! ❞
xxxx ── 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐍𝐀𝐎𝐌𝐈 '𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐍

boopnaomi had woken up minutes before his alarm that morning- which was something he had normally worked to avoid. however, he wasn't complaining- it just meant that he got an early start on the day.

boopit wasn't too different for his parents to see him up earlier than usual. naomi knew that sometimes they expected him to sleep in later than his alarm- given that he often stayed up past twelve sometimes to cram in whatever extra credit he may have gotten his hands on. it's not like naomi ever listened, though. having gotten into such a prestigious school (through testing and getting high scores, might i add) he felt the need to get such high marks on his assignments, get such high grades so he can maintain that image he had gained.

boophis image was precious to him. it was weird to have such an idea seen as precious, but he didn't want to slip up and do something that would taint that image. sleeping in late would ruin his perfect attendance (or, the streak he had maintained since the first and the last time he had gotten sick and needed to stay home) and lack of tardiness. and, allowing his grades to drop would ruin that top-student reputation he had. wrinkles in his uniform, and disheveled hair would make him look sloppy: and he didn't like being seen in such ways.

boopand getting up earlier than his alarm gave him time to perfect the little things he picked at: to maintain that image.

boophowever, that did not mean he wanted to have an early start on hearing his few friends mumbling about what antics some other person is a part of. he didn't care for that at all, let alone the things they had to say about him. on one hand, soobin was busy gushing about how utterly good he was at being bad: claiming that he was one of the better people at the school, how he was oh-so tolerable compared to the other money hogging students. he didn't mind the other half of the conversation, that was run solely on nods and huffs of air. because he wasn't interested in it, just as naomi wasn't.

boopnaomi lingered behind his friends, staring down at his phone with as little enthusiasm as he could. with ear buds tucked into his ears after the first few words his friends were talking over, the sounds from the few instagram posts were humming into his ears. it had done a rather good job of distracting him, at least for a few minutes, before they had come to a sudden halt. and, because he wasn't paying attention, he ran straight into their back, drawing huffs from both of them.

boop"naomi, the least you can do when you're with us is pay attention to where you're going," soobin spoke, pulling one of his ear buds from his ears. "you're going to like, i don't know, die if you don't start paying attention to where you're going."

boopthe brunet huffed through his nose, pulling his other ear bud from his ear, "it's not like i need to. not when you guys stop in front of me like that." he retorted softly, rolling up his ear buds around his hand and reaching down to tuck it into the front pocket of his bag. "both of you make a pretty good barrier. so i think i'll just use that to my temporary advantage."

boophis friends both shared a tiny laugh, but had then gone back on their tangents about who they admired. soobin then went on and on and on about someone that went by the name of mun minjun- a name that naomi could have easily sworn he wasn't going to hear again after the last year.

boop"i thought he graduated?" naomi stepped forward again, sliding between the two of them as he essentially interrupted their conversation. "did he not?"

[blissie]

MUN MINJUN
'naomi'

'Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down-'

"Shut the hell up! I'm trying to sleep." Minjun groaned, folding his pillow over his head, pressing it tightly to try and block Rick Astley out of his head.

After Rick Astley repeated himself close to three times, the boy previously playing dead beneath his pillow finally stirred, stopping the alarm on his phone. Squinting, Minjun looked at the time at the top.

Suddenly, the boy jumped up, throwing cuss words into the air as he hurriedly threw on his uniform. Slinging his backpack over his shoulder, he bolted down the stairs and out the door.


ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏ sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀs ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ


The gates were closed by the time Minjun arrived at the school. Locking his bike in the bike posts, he familiarly walked around to a section where the guard rails were not super high. Giving himself a few feet of a head start, Minjun ran towards the rails, using the rock under it as a step, before grabbing onto the top with both hands and flipping over.

Successfully landing within the school grounds, Minjun did not rush to go to class - instead, he headed straight for the second courtyard.

Contrary to the fragrant blossoming first courtyard, the school's second courtyard hosts tall, green hedges plagued with ivy and vine. Amongst the green, a wooden carved picnic table sits in the middle with a small shelf on the side. This addition was to have it be for the students to organize their workspace - however, after Minjun claimed this courtyard as his, the bookshelf became a refreshment and drink holder. Looking back at it, Minjun hasn't even 'claimed' the area - the students just stopped coming after seeing that Minjun would be there, intimidated by the boy. The grapevine arbor was what caught Minjun's interest in coming to the second courtyard in the beginning- as it was one of the few places within the school where there was an abundant amount of privacy and shade, surrounded by tall hedges and closed off by vines.

Ducking under the vines from the giant arbor, Minjun laid down on the soft bench swing, his hands under his head. The gentle wind softly moved the swing, lulling the tired boy to deep sleep.


ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴜʟᴇs.. ᴀɴᴅ sᴏ ᴅᴏ ɪ

It wasn't until the bell tower rang for lunch that Minjun woke up from his sweet nap. Stretching his arms and letting out a big yawn, he crawled up from his comfortable position, his eyes battling to open.

Shaking his head to get the fallen leaves out of his hair, Minjun headed towards the cafeteria, his uniform jacket over his shoulder.


A ғᴜʟʟ ᴄᴏᴍᴍɪᴛᴍᴇɴᴛ's ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ'ᴍ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴏғ


"Yo! Minjun!"

Suddenly, a voice snapped him out of his sleepy daze. furrowing his brows, he glared at the boy next to him. "What the hell is wrong with you this time?"

The boy laughed, not fazed by his friend's spikey remark, putting his arm over his shoulder, pulling him close, and ruffling his unkempt hair. He wrinkled his nose as he pulled out a small leaf. "You should learn to keep your appearance better - with how handsome you are, you will defiantly get all the girls!"

Minjun ducked, forcing the boy's arm off of him. "Who the hell cares for those girls- Wuhao, one of these days I will beat you up until you can't spew more bull."

Wuhao grimaced, pretending to be hurt. "You would never do that to me- you know you love me the most!" before giving an exaggerated sigh and squeal, "Oh Romeo! Why art thee lying?"

Looking at his friend as if he was an idiot, Minjun raised his eyebrow before continuing towards the cafeteria. However, just as he was almost there, Minjun froze before turning right back, forcefully bringing Wuhao with him too.

His friend continued to struggle towards the cafeteria - however, he was no competition for Minjun's strength. Giving up and walking with him, Wuhao scrunched up his face, perplexed. "I'm so hungry- why can't we go to eat!"

Minjun's ear tips went bright red, snapping at the boy next to him. "I don't want to anymore. Is that a problem?"

Wuhao shook his head, not wanting to trigger the bomb next to him, but he couldn't help himself. "You do realize that your stomach is growling right now, right?" Earning himself a death stare from Minjun. "What did you even see?"


ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏɴᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʜɪs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀɴʏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ɢᴜʏ
Minjun's ears grew even brighter.

Naomi.

[rogan]

❝ and take my hands, they'll understand; take my heart, pull it apart
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxand take my brain─ or what remains ─and throw it all away ! ❞
xxxx ── 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐍𝐀𝐎𝐌𝐈 '𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐍

boop"jeesh," soobin muttered as she swatted her hair over her shoulder, adjusting her blazer as she turned and glared at naomi for shoving himself between them. not that he paid any mind for the way that she acted because of it, though. "for your information, though, mimi, no, he didn't."

boopnaomi let out a small breath of his own, his lips pouted slightly as he turned his eyes away. had he really not realized that someone hadn't graduated? school had started awhile ago─ and yet he had still failed to catch sight of the particular 'senior' of his. it was more than likely for good reason though, he concluded, from what soobin and hui were saying proudly. he didn't need to be getting involved with someone who had such a bad record with the teachers. besides, people were far from his interest─ and the character that minjun paraded around as certainly wasn't someone he was going to get himself mixed up with.

boophui let out a laugh of his own, his head turned in another direction. he had then motioned with his hands, which raised soonbin's and naomi's eyes both towards the people he was motioning at. "ah, would you speak of the devil," he snickered, leaning over and gently giving soobin's shoulder a shove, "you say his name three times and he shows up. maybe if you tried that with mingli-"

boophis friends voices were fast to fade as naomi slowly came to a stop, his head tilted to the side and his eyebrows furrowed. if minjun was still there, did that mean he had failed the year before? or had he made the choice to stay an extra year, for whatever reasons he may have been able to come up with?

boopnaomi clenched his jaw slightly, finally pulling his eyes away from minjun. what further confused him was why minjun was standing outside while everyone else was going inside for food. normally everyone would be in there waiting on their friends or getting their own food, even eating, before going outside─ so seeing minjun (and who was it he was with?) leaving the cafeteria alone entirely completely boggled his mind.

boop"oh, crap- naomi!" the brunet snapped his head in his friends' direction, eyes wide before he gave them a tiny smile, nodding his head. casting one final glance in minjun's direction with once again furrowed eyebrows, naomi gently grabbed the strap of his school back and began to walk to his friends, giving them a little smile.

[blissie]

MUN MINJUN
'I don't know '

MINJUN glanced back quickly over his shoulder, catching one last glimpse a the brown-haired boy before leading Wuhao off in the direction of the school boarder.

"The food is crap in here- we're eating outside today." He declared, straightening his back. Minghao's eyebrows furrowed inquisitively, turning his head back and forth from Minjun and the far away cafeteria.

"But what is with the guy-" Before he got to finish, the back of Minjun's bag met poor Minghao's head. "Ay, stop it with the questions." Minjun rolled his eyes. As he talked, he jumped up, getting a step on the wall before heaving himself up. Dusting off his hands, he looked back down at Minghao "You coming or not? Hurry up- I want to get some kebabs."



ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʀʏ

ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ sᴀʏ ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ


"Ayo, was that Naomi?" Minghao grinned big, leaning close to Minjun. Minjun furrowed his nose as he leaned away from the grinning boy. He waved his fist, threatening. "I think that I should do everyone a favor and make sure you remember what being beat up feels like."

Minghao laughed, pretending to beg for mercy. "Aight boss, my bad, my bad." After wolving down a few more kebabs, Minghao looked up again, this time more serious. "Seriously though, boss, what are you going to do about Naomi?" Minjun frowned, his hand frustratingly tapping on his knee.

"I don't know."

Why would someone like him even want to talk to me?


ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴀ ʟɪᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴜʀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ


"Yes, that is correct. You have not heard wrong- I have not gotten old enough to forget what I had just said thirty seconds ago." The man's eye twitched, nostrils slightly flaring as he focused on the dirty shoe that has planted in front of him. "And can you please take your foot off of my desk? You are almost knocking over my fancy principal plaque."

Although glaring at the principal, Minjun took his foot off the desk- before planting his hands loudly in its place. "What do you mean he has to watch over me? I'm perfectly fine on my own."

The principal raised his eyebrow, leaning back on his leather chair, before spinning around slowly. "Let's see, attendance.. barely, grades.. you don't turn in any assignments except for tests, social interaction.. none." He stopped, facing Minjun again, propping his chin up with his hands, before looking up with a smile. " 'perfectly fine'? Boy, you live in my office." He gestured to the messy sofa behind him. "Literally."

Minjun's brows furrowed, "It's too boring in here- what else am I supposed to do except for sleep?"

The principal decided to ignore Minjun, pushing him to the side with the back of his hand- smiling at the proper boy that Minjun had blocked from his view prior.

"Naomi, I'm counting on you."

[rogan]

❝ and take my hands, they'll understand; take my heart, pull it apart
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxand take my brain─ or what remains ─and throw it all away ! ❞
xxxx ── 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐍𝐀𝐎𝐌𝐈 '𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐍

boopNaomi's attention that was once lingering over the thought of Mun Minjun was quickly shoved into the thought of how completely and utterly ridiculous Kwon Soobin and Han Hui were being the moment they had acquired their beloved food. None of which Naomi could get himself to be interested in, especially because the school prepared meals looked unappetizing. Much more appetizing than any food he had ever tried to cook on his own. His own food was simply much, much better, though, and that much he could easily admit.

boop"So," Hui had said, immediately grabbing Naomi's attention for doing so. "You were really lollygagging back there─ anything you'd care to tell us?"

boopHui then recoiled away from the girl sitting beside him, and Naomi assumed that she had stabbed him in the side with her finger. "Where have your manners gone, Han Hui? Leave the poor boy alone. He's probably distracted by school work like he always is."

boopLetting a snort through his nose, Naomi turned his eyes down to the little napkin he had folded in front of him, small apple slices placed on top of it. Initially, there there for him to eat. However, after a moment of staring at the fruit: he couldn't bring himself to eat it. So, lightly, Naomi lightly shoved the napkin towards the bickering pair in front of him. And, just as expected─ like a flock of ravens ─they snatched at the apple slices.

boopboopbeedoopboop♫

boopBeing called into the principals office for such a thing wasn't uncommon. But it wasn't necessarily common, either.

boopNaomi knew he wasn't in trouble; that much he could say. However, he wasn't entirely sure why he was the one chosen of all of the other academically talented students. Especially considering the reason behind it. Naomi had a streak, despite his very polished and spotless streak for excellent academic grades, when it came to his lack of a social life. So that much made so little sense to him.

boopThe brunet stayed back behind the other student, his hands tucked behind his back and his bag gently set on the floor beside his feet as he observed Minjun and the principal. The interaction all on it's own caused him to scrunch up his nose─ especially when he heard the reasons for him being called in all over again ─before turning his eyes down.

boopNaomi's eyebrows raised the moment he was addressed again, and he quickly nodded his head in the older man's direction. He then rolled his shoulders back again, trying to get himself to relax before offering a slightly forced smile onto his lips.

boop"I'll try my best not to let you down."

[blissie]

MUN MINJUN
'someone like you '