Run Away to The Other Side of The World

Chapter 2: Sleeping Beauty

That night, Jisoo didn't sleep. He had better things to do, and that was stress about work. Nothing else.

He couldn't get distracted. He couldn't afford the time that would be wasted. He just needed to make up for the time he spent looking at a very particular football player, a perfect student, and basically a Greek God looking guy.

But... he couldn't help it. He couldn't stop himself then, and he can't even stop himself now. The boy was just so fucking pretty, sitting around in a pile of pedals with his hair tied loose, it was just a sight he wanted to replay.

And it did.

The next morning, when Jisoo walked through the front gates, there he was. Yet again, sitting comfortably under that cherry blossom, was that man. This time, a small, tight braid ran through his hair and through the ponytail, decorating his face so beautifully he couldn't help but stare.

The stranger lifted a small, origami butterfly up from the ground, sliding it between the pages of his book as he leaned his head back against the tree stump.  His eyes fell closed, hair gently swaying as a large breeze swept by. The cherry blossom exploded with pedals, almost looking like confetti as it, and the other trees, decorated the main entrance of the school. The stranger opened his eyes, mouth falling agape as he stared up at the sky above him.

A few landed on him, tangling in his hair and on his clothes as he gently peeled them off.

He was just... pretty, breathtaking, literally. Joshua inhaled sharply as he forgot to breathe, snapping him out of yet another stupid trance. He quickly came back to reality, skipping forwards. He tried not to look, he really did, but... he couldn't help it.

As he walked past, he snuck a glance, just a small glance. The stranger was staring at him again, head resting on his hand with his elbow on his propped up knee. A stupid smile coated his face that reminded Jisoo of a cat, and his eyes folded into crescents as he smiled.

Joshua immediately looked away, running his hand through his hair to try (and fail) to calm himself.

How was the stranger everywhere? During the day, Jisoo noticed him more and more between classes, and he noticed that they shared a few during large lecture halls. He was watching him the whole time, zoning out and eventually drifting off because of the little sleep. He was just... pretty. And who cares if he loses a few hours of sleep because he needs to make up time he could've spent actually doing his job? He won't sleep anyways.

Ever since he was a kid, ever since his mother passed, he just can't sleep. She used to cradle him, gently massage his hair and back as he fell asleep on her chest every night until he was 13. That's when it happened. She was driving to work, taking an early shift that started at 4 in the morning when a drunk driver from the night before came speeding through, hitting her car hard. She died on impact, the passenger seat coming out of its hinges, impaling her as the car bent her body in half.

He was left alone for almost three days before the news was broken to him.

Ever since then, Jisoo lived with his uncle, who was a spy in the same agency as Jisoo, and who introduced him to the job when he was about 15. He was the only father he ever had, yet all he taught him was how to hack computers and code. The others taught him how to fight and blend in with the crowds. For years, he's been great at going unnoticed, so this job was perfect.

But now, now he can hardly sleep. The only time he could sleep was when he was with his ex. Having another person with him was the only thing that seemed to help.

Jisoo hasn't had anyone in years, so he hasn't slept well in literal years.

Joshua dropped his bag down on the hard, concrete stairs, sitting down comfortably next to it. He sat a bit closer to the field this time.