8 sips of Wine | Stray Kids AU fanfiction

Jisung's backstory pt 1

 Trigger warning for mentions of forcing without consent (only mentions, keep calm)

Two years ago and a half ago, a high school in Seoul
 
Jisung was a crying mess, his back holding the door behind him close. He was wondering what has he done to deserve that. Staying on the floor, covering his mouth with his hands to muffle the yelps and four guys trying to take the door down and grab him.

Jisung discovered he likes boys in his first year of high school, when he started crushing on his lab colleague. He gathered his courage and asked him out. The boy said yes and they started dating.

Everything was fine, until Jisung's parents found out. They kicked him out of the house. For them Jisung was nothing but a disappointment. He moved to his grandparents and continued with high school.

In only one month all school had heard about him. He received some bullying from time to time. He didn't mind them. He was happy with his boyfriend and his love for chemistry.

He ended up being called "whore" when his boyfriend made some new friends. Jisung was always seen walking on the halls with his boyfriend and the other three guys. And in the eyes of his colleagues, he was just giving them what they need.

One day, his boyfriend suggested to go further with their relationship. Jisung absolutely refused him. He didn't want that. He didn't want to prove them right.

That led to that day. His boyfriend and his three friends came after Jisung in the lunch break and dragged him outside the cafeteria. They wanted him to strip and to please them all in the same time.

Jisung ran for his life knowing that if he stops for a second, he is gonna get raped. He locked himself in the lab and started crying.

-Open up, Hannie! It's not fair to refuse your boyfriend like that! Especially with your body. What are partners for? shouted the guy through the door.

Jisung was having a panic attack. His breathing wasn't steady anymore. He was suffocating. He looked around him and saw the shelf with the teacher's instruments.

He took a bottle and filled it with sulfuric acid, then he fell on the floor next to the window when the door swung open.

They tried to rip off his clothes. He fought back and scratched them on their faces.

When one of them put his hand on Jisung's neck trying to strangle him, he took the bottle and splashed the acid roght in his face.

He got up and splashed the rest of the liquid on others before escaping through the window.

He ran without stopping, without looking back. He just ran with no direction until his legs gave up.
He collapsed on the street and he could have died in the cold if a certain girl couldn't find him and brought him at her work place.

Hours later...

-You are awake!

Jisung felt dizzy, but managed to stand up and talk with the girl.

-Where am I? he mumbled still feeling weak.

-Wang's bar. A place for adults, you know? You are 18, right?

-Yeah. Who are you?

-Ryujin. The barista. And your saviour. Be at least nicer with me, she said crossing her arms. I saw on TV this morning. You are wanted for attacking four students. They said one of them remained blind.

Jisung was left aback. He hold his hair with his hands trying not to pull it of anger.

-Those bastards! Why am I to blame? It was pure defence! Damn it! he yelped with his veins climbing on his neck.

-You can stay here if you want. Boss is actually looking for some waitresses.

-What about the police?

-If you dress as a girl, you won't be recognised.

-Why would you do that for a stranger?

She just shrugged and throw an apron in Jisung's face.

-You need money for an apartment, right? Stop asking questions and go to work! Let's find you a wig.

Jisung was never caught by the police and he never heard anything about those boys ever again. He was living a mediocre life. He wasn't allowed to complain though. His job at the bar was giving him enough money for an apartment with all facilities.

He just had to put a spicy dress on, a red wig and some heels he slowly learned how to walk in. He was smiling at his clients, maybe winking at them, but he never got harrased. It was forbidden fir the clients to touch the waitresses. They could look, but nothing else.

One year and seven months ago, Wang's bar

When he finished his shift, he hopped on the counter and balanced his legs like a kid.

-Look at all this people hooking up...Ryujin signed with a long face. It's depressing. I want someone too, she whined.

Jisung as a response rolled his eyes.

-It's disgusting. They are eating each other for tonight and tomorrow none of them will remember. Or even worst. They are gonna do that regularly for money.

-Oh, I got it! You want real love, she uttered while making a cocktail. What was it called? Soulmate?

-You really believe in that? Jisung scoffed.

-Of course! Somewhere in this world there is the perfect guy for you. Maybe taller, handsome face and gentle with your little waist.

Jisung was looking at her like she was crazy. She noticed and slapped him on his shoulder.

-Don't laugh at me! Let's make a deal! If you find your soulmate and admit I am right, you'll have to do a shots contest with me. We will drink till we faint.

-Deal! It's not gonna happen ever.

They shook hands, each of them being so confident for their own victory.

-Don't worry, Ji! I am as good at making drinks as you at making poison.

-That didn't sound great at all.

Ryunjin took Jisung's wig off and ruffled his hair.

-You look so charming with your new haircut.

-That's because you did it. Thank you again! I couldn't afford to go to a salon anyway.

-No problem. You're like my big brother. A nerdy one, but still cool.

-Someone needs to take care of you when you get drunk.

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There is still a part 2! Thank you once again for reading this story! I know it's a little rushed, but I don't want to make it boring with unnecessary flashbacks. I summarised his story at the beggining, cause the important part comes now (how he met Chan and the others).