ㅡ /D I V I N E/ °Eunoia°
ㅡ •Huang Renjun FF•
ㅡ [Gang au/ Grumpy x Sunshine/Motorbike au?/ I don't even know]
ㅡ |Book I of '119' Series| ㅡ
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4 days passed.
Herin walked down the hallway with a bright smile plastered on her lips.
A new white lily hanging from her bag. She had made regular visits to the flower shop, scents still enchanting her mind as she now owned many flowers.
Herin made her way to her first class while glancing around for Saewoo, finally seeing her figure come in with Jihoon.
"Good morning." Herin sparked with bliss.
Saewoo lazily sat on her chair, flopping her bag on the table as heavy eye bags circled her skin. The sudden sound of her bag harshly being set down caused Herin to slightly jolt up, Scanning her friends tired body slump against the desk.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Herin's voice laced with concern as she softly placed her hand on her shoulder.
"Nothing, Just a headache." Saewoo words came out muffled against her skin.
"Did you take any pain killer's? Is it paining a lot-" "Yes I did and I'm okay."
Herin bit her bottom lip while drawing her hand over to her back and rubbing it in a comforting manner.
Jihoon sent her an engaging smile as the two opened their textbooks. Herin stayed distraught while stealing glimpse of Saewoo back and forth the whole class.
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The redness circulated around the whitened knuckles as patches embodied his hidden calves, right forearm bandaged up with a new cut lacing his cheekbone, fresh.
He roughly tightened his grip on his bag strap while walking in the packed hallway. Eyes being stared down at him as he grit his teeth by the sound of whispers and mumbles.
Throwing an intense scowl at the people eyeing him, Renjun shrugged them off.
He took heavy steps to his next class, exhaling his building up vexation and blowing the strands of hair out his face.
Just as the hallways were starting to get empty with students rushing to their classes, A hand softly clasped around Renjun's wrist.
His inky eyes that were holding down his livid thoughts met her worried ones.
Herin let go of his hand, hesitating to speak. "Renjun..How are you?" "Fine." He turned, walking away.
Herin quickly moved her feet along, "But, You don't look fine and You've been absent for- Oh, your cheek! what happened-" Renjun halted hearing her tender words.
"I said I'm fine, can you fucking-" He cut himself off. Harshly sighing as he caught the stars in her innocent eyes soothing with distress.
She was worried dead for him, and it didn't help with the bloody cut smeared on his skin.
