unmendable ⍟ jaemin

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" ive thought of it, " jisung leant against the wall at the back of the dull-coloured school, a small corner that couldn't be seen on any surveillance cameras according to his calculations, " we decide on what sort of role we want to play in this act. "

" kind of like drama club, " commented dino, " i figured you already have something dont you? " he nodded to the youngest of the pack.

" well urm, " he stuffed tiny slips of paper into their hands, " read it, if anyone has an objection then bring it out. we should minimise our contact with each other both physically and socially. see you. " jisung fixed his hair, slipping the hood of his grey hoodie over his head and striding off in the direction of the other block.

they gawked at how prepared jisung was, though he was the overall maknae in both nct and seventeen, he was more serious than any of them and had more or less everything planned out. whether or not it was executed to perfection is a different story.

" how expected of our scheduler, " chenle lit the paper in his hand up, ashes falling onto the almost wiltering grass patch.

dino scanned through the role assigned to him, along with the others and jisung's own, " nct really is different, thats why seungcheol calls you all elites... "

" has jisung always been like that? " y/n's eyes glimmered with admiration and interest.

" more or less, " chenle shrugged it off, " he knows his shit and the time to be serious. "

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awkward would be too mild of a word to use in that situation, it was far beyond awkward, another word she could use was, well, uncomfortable.

y/n deliberately chose a seat far away from those homosapiens yet those boastful and cocksure men found their way to her.

she almost wrecked all of them in the face out of annoyance but she held it in the best she could. one of the fakest smile she had ever conjured up plastered on her face like duct tape.

" i know i'm good looking and you want my number. "
" we make a great couple. "
" are you too shy to get my number? "

she was at loss for words for the amount of stupid and brainless sentences that went through her ear, she couldn't help but wonder if they had ever owned or stood infront of a mirror their entire life.

a tender yet firm hand latched onto her wrist, a presence that radiated dominance stood by her side. just one look in the eye had the boys scrambling back to their original tables.

the unknown took a seat infront of y/n, head propped on her interlaced fingers as she eyed y/n in interest.

" urm... " y/n really didn't had anything to say at them moment except, " thank you... "

the unknown beamed, the aura of dominance fading away. she weaved her hand as if shooing the gratitude off, " its nothing. im sakura by the way, you? "

" yoon mi, " y/n half smiled, unsure if it was some sort of wolf crew's trap. she was mindful of her surroundings and the position she was in at that moment.

she was there for a mission, not to make friends. anyone and anything could be a trap, one slip of the tongue and nct is as good as dead.

" you're really pretty! " sakura complimented, " i hope we'll get along well. "

" uh... urm sure. "

sakura was generally a very energetic girl, she could be pretty scary at times though. Through their short conversation, she figured that sakura had a strong hatred for college and... a weird taste and interestt for older guys.

it doesn't matter the slightest since y/n wasn't interested in making friends in the first place.

y/n just followed sakura as she dragged her around the campus, pretending to be interested in whatever she was rambling on about.

" right! did you know that i'm from computer science? i made a friend two months ago when i transferred, she's nice, i'll introduce you to her soon, " she seemed to have the tendency to speed through her sentences, " right! youre in criminology right? don't you think that your teacher is sooo hot? apparently hes my teacher's friend but who cares. "

friend...?

" who exactly is your- "

" sakura? " a new yet annoyingly familiar voice spoke up, " who is - "

they stared at each other, perhaps even sakura could feel the tension between them.

remember what you're here for y/n.

" y/n? why are you here? you went missing months ago? where have you been? we need you back home. "

the hand behind her back picked at her skin around her fingernails, " hi, my name is yoon mi, " she offered the timid and shy front, exactly the one jisung wrote down for her and the one she thought of portraying, " y/n? who is that? a friend? "

" ah... i... i must have mistaken you for... someone else, " the high ponytailed girl replied, though reflected through her eyes was only confusion and slight terror, " my name is soojin, nice to meet you. "

" ah urm i hope you'll get along well! " sakura hooked her arms around both their shoulders, " ay comeon don't be so stiff and awkward now. "

she ignored the hand around her shoulders, " my department teacher is friends with your computer science.,. "

" ooh are you interested in my teacher? " sakura queried, " oh and your department teacher is out of bounds okay? "

confused, y/n was beyond confused. out of bounds? sakura must have a crush on that teacher, i apologise in advance for killing your dear crush.

" ah no no i'm not trying to hit anyone up, i was just curious, " she waved her hand in front of her.

" i'll show you how he... "

sakura's voice seemed to fade away as y/n connected her gaze with the tall lanky adult. his hair falling over his eyes with his hood over his head exiting from the computer science department.

jisung gave y/n a quick nod, unsure of what the nod meant, she returned with a small smile.

" yoonmi? you seemed abit out of it, " sakura voiced her concern.

y/n plastered a fake smile on her face, " i've got to go soon. " she came to a halt in her steps, she turned to head back to the direction they came from, " see you. "

they both stared at her retreating figure, sakura sighed and strugged her shoulders, " that can't be helped i guess. "

" yah! what was all that are you y/n shit you were talking about, you scared her! " soojin received a smack on her head.

soojin gave her a sheepish smile, " no, its just that she looked really similar to... "

" to? " sakura urged, interest bubbling inside her.

" my younger sister. "

↳ tea 😇
anyways my goal is to complete this book asap :)