Stray Kids Oneshots

❤John Doe (Minsung)

Hey look. Another double update! Anyways, this one is based on the song Jane Doe by Never Shout Never. I think they would be considered scene rather than emo, but I'm not sure. I changed the title to John Doe so that it would fit the story more. This one is rather short, contrasting to the previous story. It's also in first person rather than third. I'm not too great at writing those, but I think I did an okay job this time.

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Jisung POV

The day was coming to an end and I was walking around the park since the day had been rather stressful. School was overwhelming and work sucked. My overall rating of the day would be "poor".

Walking through the park was nice, though. It gave me time to clear my mind, get some fresh air, and get the smallest amount of exercise in. There was a small amount of fog which gave the area a spookier feeling, but I liked it. I also liked seeing all the people walking their dogs here. They're always so cute. The dogs were cute, that is.

There weren't a lot of people today, leaving the park mostly empty. Probably because it was getting late, and it was foggy, so it made it a little more difficult to drive in. I doubt most people would drive to the park in the fog just to walk around, especially later in the day. There was usually a baseball game or something that would be going on tonight, but the stadium lights were off and there was no one on the baseball field. Maybe I just mixed the days up and it was yesterday or tomorrow. There were a few people on the basketball court just playing around, not really keeping score it seemed, and some people playing on the field, but not too many dog walkers. It made me a little sad.

I kept walking around the park on the paved sidewalk, watching the squirrels climb the trees and the rabbits running into the bushes. It seems that even though this park has been around for quite some time, the animals here still weren't used to humans. I understood that.

The child in me got excited when I saw the swings were empty and no one was around. I quickly walked over to them, hoping no one would get there before me.

I jumped on one of the swings and began to kick my legs, trying to get as high as I could without actually flipping over the bar that held the chains and rubber. Every time I swung down, I could feel the butterflies in my stomach come to life. This was definitely the peak of the day.

People passed by me while I swung, giving me strange looks. I didn't blame them. They were seeing a grown man swinging on a children's swing set. How it didn't break, I don't know.

As I was swinging forward, I saw a man pass by. He looked at me and smiled. That was not what I was expecting based on everyone else's reactions.

He was drop-dead gorgeous. He was wearing clothes that seemed a little too formal for a walk in the park, but he looked good in them. He was wearing a dress shirt and pants, as well as a black tie that hung around his neck. It wasn't a school uniform, I didn't see a logo on the shirt, and he wasn't carrying a blazer with him, so he was either coming from or going to work. Or maybe he just felt like wearing that to the park.

I smiled back at him and let go of the chain that I was holding onto to give him a small wave, but I immediately grabbed back onto the cold metal as I felt myself start falling off the swing. It looked like he chuckled at that. I mentally facepalmed. That was embarrassing. But if it made him laugh, then I could deal with it.

His smile seemed soft. It wasn't huge, but you could tell that he was smiling. He showed his teeth, which were a bright white. He was so clean. His clothes had no wrinkles in them, his hair looked super soft and shiny, his skin didn't have a single blemish on it, and his shoes were free of dirt somehow. He was just perfect. I don't know how anyone could be as beautiful as he was.

I wasn't thinking when I started to slow the swing down. I wanted to approach him and somehow start a conversation with him and plan out a future with him, but by the time the swing came to a halt, he was already gone.

I didn't even get his name, and I knew I couldn't follow him. That would be creepy. I just watched as my future husband walked away, my heart going with him. He didn't know what he had done to me.

He didn't even look back at me.

Did I really just fall for a man I didn't even know?