F4 Boys over flowers || ENHYPEN (Paused)

Ep.1 (2/5)

As the beaten student lay battered and broken on the cold stadium floor, Jungwon, the imposing leader of F4, approached him with an air of superiority. The rest of F4 stood by his side, their eyes gleaming with a twisted mix of amusement and dominance.

"You thought you could expose us, huh?" Jungwon taunted, his voice dripping with arrogance. "You really thought you stood a chance against F4?"

The student, defiant despite his injuries, locked eyes with Jungwon. "I did it because someone had to," he spat. "This red card game, this system of fear... It's not right. We should all be standing up against it!"

As the crowd watched, Heeseung, a member of F4, unexpectedly turned away from the scene and looked directly at Y/n and Narae. His eyes held a flicker of sympathy and conflict before he silently walked away, his departure unnoticed by Jungwon and the others.

Meanwhile, the student's desperate pleas fell on deaf ears. The rest of the students, cowed by the overwhelming power of F4, remained silent, avoiding eye contact, unwilling to join forces against the oppressive regime.

"Why?" the student cried out, frustration etched in his voice. "Why do you let them play this red card game? We have the power to stop this if we stand together!"

But the students averted their gazes, refusing to acknowledge the truth. Their fear and complacency had clouded their judgment, and they had accepted F4's dominance as an inevitable part of their lives.

Jungwon sneered, relishing in the student's helplessness. "You don't understand," he sneered, delivering a final blow to the fallen student. "They want this game. They thrive on it. And F4, well, we're just giving them what they desire."

The student's eyes widened in disbelief, his voice barely a whisper. "You're lying. This can't be what everyone wants."

Jungwon laughed cruelly, the sound echoing through the empty stadium. "Believe what you want. But the truth is, the others revel in this power dynamic. It's their own sick entertainment. F4 is merely the instrument of their desires."

As the realization sunk in, a chilling silence enveloped the stadium. The student's desperate hope for unity shattered against the harsh truth. F4, once seen as the sole perpetrators, revealed themselves as pawns in a larger, more insidious game.

And amidst the somber atmosphere, Y/n and Narae exchanged a meaningful glance. The student's words resonated deeply within them, igniting a spark of determination. They knew they couldn't let fear dictate their actions any longer. It was time to stand up, expose the truth, and reclaim their school from the clutches of F4 and the dark desires of their peers.

Y/n's frustration and anger reached a boiling point as she ascended to the school's rooftop, seeking solace in the open space and the vast expanse of the sky above. With each step, her heart pounded with a mixture of adrenaline and determination, ready to release the pent-up emotions that had consumed her.

Standing at the edge of the rooftop, Y/n let out a piercing yell, her voice carrying her grievances to the heavens. "This school is broken! F4 may appear cool, but they are nothing more than bullies, inflicting pain on others for their sick amusement!"

Her words echoed in the stillness, resonating with the unspoken truths that had been suffocating the student body. Y/n's impassioned outburst spoke to the injustices and the untold stories that lingered within the walls of the school.

Gradually, as the adrenaline subsided, Y/n's breathing steadied, and she found herself consumed by an eerie calm. She had expressed her frustrations, her voice reverberating through the rooftop, but what difference would it make? Would her words be heard and ignite change, or would they simply fade into the wind like countless others before her?