King of Fashion ||KTH.JJK|| ✔️

0-|Night of Red|-0

[Prolouge/Intro]

A teenage boy always wanted to be a fashion designer. That's what he dreamed of doing. His mother was a fashion designer under the Jeon family fashion industry in Seoul, South Korea.

Going to school wasn't easy for him since he's been called names as "skunk boy" or "outcast". He would get into fights with the bullies, which did affect his chart and records. Someone had to teach the bullies to not judge someone with crazy hair they were born with since as a baby.

When his chart was filled with the most black dots, the school expelled him and his mother knew that her son, but she knew the little town they stayed at didn't know how to handle the children at some school whoever doesn't stop mischievous boys.

"My son didn't do anything wrong! We'll be going now." therefore, the two packed their things and moved to the big city of Seoul. No more little town for them.

However, at the last minute, the woman's boss called once they were trying to settle in their apartment. "Invited to one of your parties? I can bring my son as well?" the call sounded like it was exciting news.

"Of course ma'am! We'll be right there!"

Moreover, once they quickly traveled to the party, the boy was dressed up in a suit of red, and his sliver and black locks split evenly in waves. "Can I meet the head lady's mother?"

A smile was placed on her pretty shade of red lips and the rosy cheeks in the bright pink. Fixing the tie on her son. "Next time sweetie, you know how busy she is—but you can meet her son, my baby bear."

The baby bear she was talking about was Taehyung. The boy that dreams to have his ideas on fabrics and be different than others. Born with two-tone hair that was split in the middle since the birth of one side black and the other silver.

"She has a son?" this was news to Taehyung when he didn't know that the head lady of the Jeon fashion industry has a son. "Now sweetie, I have to go meet with Mrs. Jeon." she let out a hand to Taehyung as they walked into the giant room where many people were dressed up in beautiful dresses and suits.

Once his eyes were set on a little boy wearing a dark blue suit and silky shirt with black hair. That's when he saw the lady in white with her silky black hair knotted in a bun and a trail of flowers on one side, decorating her hair perfectly.

Almond-shaped eyes of deep dark chocolate like the son too.

"I'm here Madam and I brought my son." the lady in white, known as Mrs. Jeon stared at Taehyung and tapped her son's shoulder to signal him to go play with him. "You look marvelous Mrs. Kim! Isn't that—"

"It's the dress you gave me for my birthday." as the mothers were chitchatting away, the two boys were left behind in the crowd of people. Mrs. Jeon's son lend out a hand as Mrs. Kim let go of her son to step aside for a moment.

In terms of business.

Taehyung took the other's hand and being pulled out of the room, to the open glass doors into the garden they walked forth. "Umm, why are we in the garden?" he asked while the other boy just kept quiet until he did speak. "It's too crowded and stuffy in that gala room." the black hair boy sat on the stone bench with the bright night sky over them.

Not a single cloud in the sky tonight.

Taehyung didn't know what to expect from Mrs. Jeon's son as he sat next to him. Feeling the cool breeze. "So...what do you want to talk about?"

"Your hair."

"My hair? What about it? Wait–I know, oddly, I was born with two-tone hair–" big doe eyes staring at him in a soft gentle way that stopped him from finishing his words. Not too harsh but feeling like Taehyung was being sucked in with just those big eyes.