Jisung lives life as a normal boy for the first 17 years of his life, or so he thought.
When the young boy turns 18 he discovers his new-found ability and what comes with it.
Or should I say, who ?
[lower case intended, some mature language]
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as soon as minho left that classroom he felt immense guilt.
'did i scare him off ? oh god, did i make his life horrible ?' that was the thought that kept running through his mind.
if he caused the blond trouble, he would never forgive himself. he felt so guilty.
he was currently in the midst of walking home, all of a sudden he stopped dead in his tracks.
right in front from where the brunette was standing, was an awfully familiar black mercedes.
it was his dad.
minho's eyes grew big. he made a 180 turn and took a completely different route.
yes, he may have gotten lost. was that on his top priority list ? no.
he didn't look back, he kept walking and walking until his phone vibrated in his back pocket.
only then had he realised he had been walking for 25 minutes in an unknown direction.
he was surrounded by dying trees, and flowers infested by weeds. it wasn't a pleasant sight to see.
it only made him more sad, his mind slowly wavered towards the dark place he tried so hard to get away from.
the thoughts were like knives to the chest repeatedly over, and over again.
the familiar feeling of his throat tightening as he tried to hold in his tears quickly appeared.
it was suffocating. it felt like his airway was slowly getting cut off by his own mind.
it must have been a strange sight to see for the people walking by, a boy standing in the middle of the sidewalk, sniffling.
somehow, in the midst of his breakdown, nayeon popped into his mind.
"shit, nayeon.." the brunette muttered to himself.
he instantly snapped out of his daze and tried navigating his way back to where he was.
it was a miracle, but somehow he found his street. as he turned down on the oh-so familiar driveway he thought about what that evening would look like in the lee household.
he predicted a fight, he would take nayeon to his room, hide all the hard liquor, leaving out the beer so his dad wouldn't get frustrated and turn physical again.
it happened a few weeks back, minho attempted to hide all the alcohol, successfully doing so. but his dad got extremely angry and slapped minho's mom and punched the brunette boy in the face.
let's just say lesson learned for everyone.
he unlocked the door to this 'hell hole' as minho liked to call it and entered inside, locking it behind him.
as he did so, he saw nayeon calmly sitting on the sofa watching sponge bob with a few crackers in her hands.
her smile became ten times more vibrant when she saw him, her whole mood lifted.
it brought minho a sense of calming to know that she was safe and happy to see him.
"hey minnie! do you want to come watch with me ?" the little girl asked.
"sure, let's do it." the older boy answered. everything was perfect.
