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Prologue

NOTE:

This is only a fanfiction. Any scenes or things that are mentioned here are purely fictional. If you don't like ships please do not report my story or leave any unnecessary comment. My only intention is to write since it is my stress reliever.

WARNING:

This story contains suicide and boy to boy relationship.
So if you are homophobic, I respect that but please again don't report the story. If you don't like this type of story just find another one.

Wrong grammars, spellings, or whatsoever is up ahead. English is not my first language and I just started writing.

If you are a perfectionist and you want to read a perfect book then this isn't for you.

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"Annyeong. I am Watanabe Haruto. 7 years old and I'm from Japan. Please take care of me." he bowed to the class after his introduction.

Hmn? Japanese? Why did he move here to Korea?

Our teacher clasped her hands and smiled brightly at us, "Wow! A new student! Now Haruto, you may sit beside Kim Junkyu. Junkyu please raise your hand so that he can see you."

Automatically I raised my hand just like the teacher wanted. After the new boy noticed me I was lowered it and he walked to my direction. He sat down on the empty seat beside me and stared at his desk.

"Kim Junkyu." the teacher called me.

"Yes ma'am?"

"Your task for today will be touring Haruto around the school. So take care of him, okay? I'm counting on you." I just nodded at her as a response.

She then began teaching us. Throughout the entire class, I noticed Haruto just staring at the front but I am not sure if he's listening to the teacher. He didn't participate whem the teacher was asking for students to answer. 

I kept on looking at him from time to time. For some reason he looks like he is shining like a diamond. His face was so handsome that I couldn't describe how good looking this guy is. If I happened to bumped into him outside, I would have mistaken him as a child artist.

"Yah. Junkyu-ah. Do you know the answer to this?" one of our classmates, Jihoon, whispered to me.

Shrugging my shoulders I answered, "Sorry. I don't want to tell you. That's cheating and cheating is bad."
He just pouted and turned to the board.

My Mom said that I should never let anyone know what my answers are because it's called cheating. If I do cheat, I will be a bad boy and I don't want to be a bad boy. Sorry Jihoon.

"What do you think is the answer to this problem, Junkyu?" My classmates turned their attention to me since the teacher called my name.

I looked at the board and read the problem in my mind. 21 + 12 = ?
My mind couldn't add up the numbers. The stares I received made me anxious, I don't like it. If I say the wrong answer, my classmates might laugh at me. 

"Junkyu? What's your answer?"

I pursed my lips and lower my head as I shook it. Telling the teacher that I don't want to answer.

"At least try. There is nothing wrong is trying. Come on, you can do it. Do you need help?" even though her tone was sweet it still left me nervous.

Tears slowly formed into my eyes and I'm trying to not shed a tear, not wanting to be humiliated in front of everyone. They would make fun of me and I don't want that.

I felt a finger poking at my hand. It was the new boy.
He showed a piece of paper under the desk in front of us that I could see properly. 

'The answer if 33.'

I looked at the teacher who patiently waited for my answer. "33." 

"Very good Junkyu! You're correct! Now who wants to answer this next problem?" one by one students raised their hand hoping that they would be able to give their answers.

I slowly turned my head to the boy beside me who is currently looking down. I tried to get his attention by lightly pulling his coat. He looked at me with his eyes that showed an emotion that I couldn't understand what it is.

Smiling to him, "Thank you." I bow my head a bit.

He just laugh a bit and nodded at me.

The bell rang, meaning it was time for our snack time.
"Okay students! Please be reminded that strictly no running at the hallways. We don't want anyone to get hurt. Have a nice break guys!" then the teacher went out of the classroom.

The students went out of the classes carrying their bags. Jihoon who was in front of me asked, "Aren't you gonna go to the cafeteria Junkyu?"

I looked at Haruto who was hiding his face under his arms that are placed at his desk. I'm guessing I should stay since he doesn't have friends yet and probably he doesn't know anyone here.

"I'm staying here. You can go with the others though." I told Jihoon. He gave me a thumbs up and ran out of the classroom to catch up with his friends.

The crowded classroom was now left with two boys. Me and Haruto. The surrounding got quiet not like earlier that the room sounded like we were in a supermarket.

I placed my head on my desk and stared at the boy who was hiding his face.
He must be shy since it is his first day of school. How would I be able to make friends with him when he is acting like this?

I wonder what he is like if we get to be friends? Would he be still shy like he is right now? Or does he have a different personality?

Slowly, his head rise up and looked at the surroundings. Then his attention went to me who was still staring at him, like I was observing him carefully.

He didn't say anything at all. Not even a greeting which I expected. Instead, he just stared back at me.
Maybe he is an introvert?

I fixed my position and sat down properly, looking at him once again I gave him a smile as I hand my hand out to him. "I'm Kim Junkyu."

His face showed a shock expression, it took him seconds to accept my hand.
And for the second time, I heard his voice. Alone.

"Ruto."