Every morning you wake up and prepare for school in the same routine, shower, get dressed, eat breakfast, pack your bag, and race out the door to catch the bus. There is a bus stop directly down the corner of the street where you wait to arrive at school; patiently waiting in the frosty morning air. You begrudgingly rose out of your comfortable warm bed to begin getting ready for school, feeling the icy temperature directly hit your skin as you crawl out of the fuzzy blankets. It is sadly the start of a new week, meaning the same pattern of days starting all over again as you begin your morning.
You walk through the dark corridors of your home till you reach the kitchen embracing your parents with a tight but weary hug. Once you properly adjust to waking up, you quickly scoff down your breakfast and race back to get changed and ready for school. You begin to put your school uniform on and then stare at yourself in the mirror, smoothing down the creases and adjusting your makeup. You then grab your school bag and wave to your parent's goodbye, pacing on the footpath directly outside your house.
You admire the trees glistening from the morning sun, swaying peacefully in the cool breeze as you make your way towards the bus stop. You notice two other students from your school at the bus stop and greet them kindly, watching the vehicle draw closer and come to a halt. You then begin to board and take a seat near the back, resting your elbow on the edge of the window and admiring the view. As you feel the bus beginning to move, your eyes fall on a figure running towards the moving bus waving violently to gain someone's attention. You notice the figure, who is a young boy; around the age of 15, wearing the uniform from your school; but you are confused as you have never seen him before. You continue to watch the tall, lanky boy wave ferociously and quickly make eye contact, resulting in you yelling at the bus driver to stop immediately.
The bus stops instantly, and you watch the young boy panting towards the opening door. You watch him board the bus slinging his bag off his shoulder and giving a soft nod and grin, thanking you for the help. You can't help but stare at the guy as he takes a seat a few rows ahead, running his hand through his blonde shiny hair as he slouches into his seat. Out of curiosity, you move a few rows up closer to him, wanting to give a warm first impression and introduce yourself.
As you take a seat directly behind him, you observe his bag's name tag reading 'Ni-Ki' and realise he must be a new student. You softly tap him on the shoulder and then he spins around abruptly, leaning his head on his arm laying across the top of the seat, giving you a sweet but shy smirk. "Hey, I noticed you're wearing our school uniform, but I haven't seen you around before...are you a new student?" You respond confidently, but really you feel quite nervous and anxious inside because you aren't the best at starting conversations, especially with someone this handsome. "Oh hey, yeah I'm starting new this year...great way to start the first day being late to the bus aha" he chuckles, making you slightly blush. "I'm Nishimura Riki, but just call me Ri-ki" He said kindly, with you reciprocating an introduction. At the beginning it was quite awkward because you were both pretty shy, but as the journey continued you suddenly found yourself beginning to fall for his quiet yet goofy personality.
Once you arrived at school you both grabbed your school bags and disembarked the bus, filing out one by one and realising how tall Ni-Ki really was whilst standing next to you. "Even more perfect..." you think to yourself shyly grinning, before directing him to the main school office. As the week continues your relationship with Ni-Ki continues to grow stronger and the both of you become quite close; falling more for his crazy and amusing behavior, thanking that he was late to the bus.
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عاطفيةcompilation of Enhypen one-shots and imagines all written by me ! updating whenever I can, I hope these imagines + one-shots bring you happiness when daydreaming about our 7 boys ༉‧₊˚.