☆𝕐𝕆𝕌☆ A SEUNGIN FANFICTION

☆CHAPTER 4☆

SEUNGMIN

I woke up. My heart sank when I remembered that tomorrow is Monday. The first day of school. I got up to find out that Jeongin was the only one awake.

I almost forgot about him. So it wasn't just a dream. To be honest, I almost didn't know how to react. Almost. I dove under the covers, hoping Jeongin didn't see that I woke up. My heart was pounding in my chest so hard.

"Should I just pretend I didn't just see you?" A voice asked. I quickly opened my blanket to see Jeongin smirking at me. "Uh...what?" I asked, sitting up. "Look...I don't know what the hell is up with you, but I'll try to understand," Jeongin said, smiling, his familiar dimples showing off. My heart ached for the boy who used to binge watch all the kdramas you could imagine with me, laugh so hard with me that we cried during class, and that boy who was there for me when no one else was.

Yang Jeongin.

But he's just a cheap imposter.

He hadn't shared the same memories as me.

I didn't return the smile. His smile slowly disappeared, his dimples vanishing like they were never there. "The only thing I would want you to do is to forget about yesterday. I was just sick and tired (do y'all know the meme that goes like 'im sick and tired of being sick and tired') that day," I lied. "And...if I don't?" Jeongin teased. I unconsciously smiled. "I'll erase it from your mind myself!" I said, letting out a laugh.

The laughter stopped halfway. What the fuck am I doing.

Whenever Jeongin and I used to do something super embarrassing we used to joke that we would erase it from each other's brain.

"What happened?" Jeongin asked, confused by my abrupt change of mood. "Uh...nothing, forget it." I said, once again pulling my covers over my head.

"Okay..." I heard Jeongin say silently. I felt so damn embarrassed.

To be honest, I'm acting surprisingly calm with the fact that someone who looks exactly like Jeongin, name and everything, is less than four steps away from me. But it's less embarrassing this way. I almost shuddered imagining what embarrassing things I could have done that's even worse than what I already did.

Once I heard someone else wake up, I finally got off my bed and headed to the tiny closet that there was to change. I quickly changed into any random thing I could find (some grey sweatpants, the closest graphic tee I could find, and some white Nikes) and headed down for breakfast.

I bumped (not literally) into Chan, he was the one who woke up. "Oh hey! Seungmin!!" he said, waving. "Oh, hi." I replied, smiling. "Wanna go eat breakfast?" He asked. "Sure, that's actually what I was just about to do." I said. "Ok! Then I should introduce you to my friends." Chan said, glancing at the two more people beside him. "I'm Changbin," said the muscular male. He already told me his name. That familiar feeling creeped to me. This is creepy not gonna lie.

"D-didn't we already meet??" I asked, feeling uneasy and already knowing what the answer would be. "Uh...no...? But I did see you in the train, but you were sleeping." Changbin. I nodded, not wanting to push it further. The other boy was Han. He was a squirrel-like boy with adorable features.

☆JEONGIN☆

I watched as the older boy left the room, leaving me with a sleeping Hyunjin. I sighed and let my focus shift back on the (horrible) sketch in front of me. A complex machine.

"What's that?" Hyunjin asked, startling me. I jumped up (imagine that time when Felix was feeling han's muscles and han screamed making Jeongin jump up). I quickly tried to hide it. Too late. He already saw.

I let a sigh escape my lips. I removed my arm from the sketch and let him look at it. He looked at in and his face showed his confusion and curiousity plainly. "What's this for?" He asked finally looking up at me from the notebook.

My face may not have showed it, but in my mind I was concerning demons, deciding whether or not to tell him. I finally decided to.

When I finished it, he looked up at me in surprise. "Is this really true!?" I nodded, trusting in myself that this information was really correct.

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I headed downstairs with Hyunjin and Felix for breakfast. For some reason it's always me who is the one third wheeling. Except this time it's with Hyunjin and Felix instead of Minho and (his soon to be husband) Han.

We arrived at the huge dining hall. There are many tables each made for four people. Mostly the students sorta 'claim' theyre spot. For example the popular kids sit at one group of tables and the smart kids at another.

I just sit with my friends, right next to the table where Seungmin, Changbin, Han and Chan were sitting. "Ayooo! Han get over here!!" Said Minho, standing up. Han also stood up and I watched as the two embraced each other with love. I smiled slightly. Must be nice.

They both headed to the table where Seungmin was sitting. "There's no space. Does anyone mind sitting at the other table?" Han asked. Seungmin looked at Changbin and Chan and when he saw that none of them really wanted to move, got up and headed to the table where me, Hyunjin and Minho were sitting. I was seated across from the couple so Seungmin was forced to sit next to me.

It was a very forced atmosphere, especially because Hyunjin and Felix were talking with each other.

"So...uh...where do you come from?" I asked, trying to fill the silence between us and hopefully make us friends. Probably not.

"Gangnamgu," seungmin replied. "Oh. I live close by to the school," I said. "So you didn't have to come in train?" Seungmin asked. "No, I wish I could though, it sounds so much fun..." I said. "No way, really!? It's actually so boring!!" Seungmin said, and I felt like the wall that was built between us collapsed. His smile melted my heart and that helped me notice how beautiful this boy his. With his dog-like features, he was very handsome.

I felt my cheeks turning a light shade of red as I continued to look at him, barely even listening to a thing this beautiful (did i already say beautiful?) boy was saying.

I quickly tried to focus on his words, realizing if he notices me staring at him he would be weirded out. To be honest, I would also be weirded out if some boy I just met stared at me. I would think he is a creep.

I hope he doesn't think of me like that.

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