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▫BL. JoongDok. High School AU where YJH would receive a mountain of love letters and KDJ offered to read it for him...
▫ This is also on my twitter and I published this here for offline reading purposes~ Rewritten as a late KDJ birthday fic, with some added details. Hope you enjoy it~♡
▫2.73K words. Posted 2023/02/18
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Yoo Joonghyuk was the school's most popular student, a school prince, the campus idol. His name was stamped with a lot of teeth-rotting nicknames that he definitely wanted to get rid of.
His dashing looks that seemed to be god's masterpiece, a built physique that would make many athletes his age cry for, made him the most sought-after male in school and probably in their whole district.
Even with his shitty attitude, he could get away with many things, he could make people listen to him, both boys and girls admired him. He had the best treatment wherever he went.
But it wasn't all sparkles and sunshine.
He didn't welcome it every time. Sure, it was convenient, but too much was too much. With all his moves being watched, his every word being listened to, his every blink and twitch of his fingers noted, he couldn't deny that it was too uncomfortable. It was displeasing.
And it didn't end there. His admirers were too many to count. They would give him gifts, letters, and confessions. He'd never bothered counting the number of people he had rejected and the number of people who cried because of it.
There were also people who accepted his rejection, and people who confessed just because they also wanted to try their luck after hearing the stories of all of the other failed confessions.
Was he treated as a competition? A game? And whoever's confession he accepted would be the winner? Ridiculous.
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It was yet another morning when he arrived at their classroom, not expecting anything new for today.
And his eyebrows twitched irritably upon seeing the bundle on top of his desk.
So annoying.
There was a mountain of love letters on his desk yet again. What could he do? Today seemed to be Valentine's day, apparently, that dreadful, horrifying day where he was always ambushed by zombies wearing skirts. Why did he have to deal with this harassment every single year?
Should he thank them for not sending chocolates this time?
He was sick and tired of receiving love letters from people he didn't even know, from people he hadn't even talked with. It annoyed him to his bones and he would always grind his teeth seeing the distasteful pink envelopes with such sickeningly sweet scents that were sneakily left in his table.
His table. It wasn't a mailbox or a trash bin. Why would they treat it as such?
Whether it was trash or a letter, Yoo Joonghyuk would rather want to receive them from a certain idiotic fool who never noticed his advances.
