A Chance// kang yeosang x reader ff💫💞

CHAPTER 10

Yeosang's perspective

It's been 2 days and the audition for the performing arts club has just finished a day ago. To be honest, Yeosang just sat there not even bothering to watch some of the students' performances since they didn't have anything to catch the latter's attention.

Maybe also because some of the contestants just shook in fear when he makes eye contact with them.

He did watch y/n's performance though, alongside other students who wanted to see how she performed.

She didn't do anything star-strucking but still, her soft cover of "Hate everything" by Golden was enough to bring you to heaven.

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"Hate that you're gone, Hate all my flaws, hate that you love someone else"

It's still replaying in Yeosang's head right now, which shouldn't be since he's in the middle of English class.

"And that's it for today loves", Ms. Nicha or Ms. Minnie as she would call herself called out, "don't forget what I told you all for your little assignment. I need it by next Wednesday morning on time. Understand?"

"Yes Ms. Minnie!", The class replied surely, well except for yeosang who was still scolding himself for floating on cloud nine again.

As the sweet teacher exited the classroom, back to the top of the table yeosang's head went. "Anything new my guy?", San nudged him.

"What's the assignment she gave?", He asked non-chalantly. "She told us to write a poem about something that makes us feel like home. Consists of 4 stanzas in 3 paragraphs or more", he explained and yeosang groaned of annoyance.

Great. The only thing that makes me feel home is the one thing I can never have. Just great.

As the boy's head was focused on something more on the blue sky out the window, San looked at him and sighed. He knew that Yeosang may never feel at home anywhere.

Don't get hime wrong, he treasures his friends to the core, the mansion left to them was like a gift to him. But the feeling of home was still empty for him. It's like the darkness never left him and the boys he's with is the only thing keeping him from falling into abyss.

Next class was as boring as the other and it didn't take a lot of time for the bell to ring signalling lunch time amd off they went to the cafeteria they went.

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"Y/n-ahhhh", Mingi and han whined for the nth time. "Can't you sing that song again one last time? Pleaaaseeee", they both pleaded. "Oh will you two leave the girl alone you've been bothering her for the past 10 minutes now", Lectured Chan, which he was right. They had been pestering her ever since they met up before entering the cafeteria. "I promise you guys will hear me sing another time. And didn't you have girls falling head over heels for your voice Jisungie?", said the girl to the two boys sulking.

"He may or may not like girls", muttered Minho making the rest quietly chuckle. "For the last time Minho, I'm bisexual, not gay", complained Han.

Ain't we all a little curved

"Hey noona?", Jongho called her attention quietly, but yeosang noticed. She hummed in response.

"Are you not, you know...", he seems sheepish with his question, making yeosang curious to what the question actually is.

"Go on, jongho, I'm listening", she said to the boy, almost comforting.

"Go on son, I'm listening"