𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 || ᴍᴜʟᴛɪ

strange

Group; SF9

Ship: Rowoon X Chani

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You know that feeling you have at the back of your head each morning you wake up to get ready for school, that something, no matter how small, is gonna go wrong?

Yes? Well Chani feels exactly that way, if not even more.

The alarm he sets last night in hopes of snoozing it, wakes him up with a start and he almost crushes the phone on the table he had it placed on.

A groan leaves his throat, deep and tiresome. He really needs more sleep but he knows his mother won't let him hear the end of it if he decides to sleep in. So with that thought at the back of his head, he pulls himself off of the warm and cozy bed that seems to be chanting "come back!" but he pays it no mind.

His routine is simple, depending on the day. On days he had nothing on his mind - other that the fact that he needed to hurry and get this over with - he simply brushes his teeth, takes a short yet thorough shower and dresses up in his uniform. Simple.

But today is rather different. For one, he had a lot on his mind, like the thought of something strange (not the good kind) was about to happen to him the moment he leaves the door of his house.

Chani is a quiet boy, doesn't bother anyone and doesn't get bothered. He keeps to himself and his secluded small circle of friends who are completely out of the spotlight in his prestige high school. A totally normal school boy as you'd call him.

So why is he feeling this way? Isn't that only a regular thing to people who are popular and have some sort of expectation to live up to?

He's sure not even ⅕ of the school know his name talk more of what he does or what he's about to do.

Since there's a lot on his mind, today's routine is different. He brushes, then takes a rather long and unnecessary bath just to avoid going to school as early as he usually did. After that, he takes a shit ton of time selecting his uniform which usually shouldn't take a minute or two but of course, today's different.

He moves to get his school bag, stuffing it full of the assignments he stayed up all night doing before taking a longing look at his room and then shutting the door as he leaves.

His mother is at the stove cooking something for his father who's taking a day off - the first strange thing to happen that morning.

ONE.

"Morning eomma," he greets her with a kiss on her cheek and she swats him, saying something along the lines of "I told you, you're too old for that."

She passes him his lunch - gimbap probably - and he takes it, saying goodbye to them both and heading to the bus stop.

The walk to the bus stop has never been so long all because he kept thinking to all the terrible things that could possibly happen that day.

Would he get kidnapped right there and then? The thought makes his head sway from side to side, checking to see if there's any shady people close by.

Would the school get robbed and they'd be forced to comply with the thieves? That didn't sound as bad but still!

A sigh leaves his lips as he boards the bus quietly, making his way through the mass of people inside to a seat spared beside the window.

The ride goes on for some minutes, a few chatter coming from beside him but his focus is more on the serene looking environment they're entering, that being where his school is located.

A smile graces his features because he's so lucky his parents sent him to such a peaceful and secluded place in town for education.

The serenity and calmness of the place makes him throw out all the irrational thoughts of bad things that could happen to him out of his mind.