The Dream Boy Next Door || JeongSung FF

~1~| The New Guy™

(A/N: All the information in this book is purely fictional. There is no such as Dongpilyeong or Yucheong Uni in real life. None of the characters were involved in the events of this book. Please learn to differentiate between reality and fanfiction. Thank you.)

Sitting up from the bed with messy bedhair wearing a loose oversized shirt, Jisung wakes up to a new day, now a second year senior of Dongpilyeong Uni.

He goes to the closet and takes his ironed uniform and changes into it. The uniform had a navy blue blazer, a red tie and a white polo long sleeve underneath. He takes his ID from his desk and brushes his hair. No makeup. Just his natural slightly tanned skin, natural red cherry lips and his straightened long auburn brown hair. Also, don't forget his eyeglasses. He's quite forgetful sometimes, and has bad eyesight.

He goes down the stairs to be greeted by a delicious savory -a little spicy scent filling the house and a warm greeting from his mother, "Good morning, son. I made your favourite tteokbokki!"

"Gee, mom, who even eats tteokbokki for breakfast?" Jisung jokingly commented, letting out a soft chuckle.

"Who else would it be if not you?" His mom replied with a smile.

"Momma knows best, heh" Jisung shrugged.

"Yeah right. Now, eat the food before it gets cold"

"Kay."
Jisung then feasted on the glorious tteokbokki, savoring the spicy, a little tangy sauce wrapping the rice cakes, creating perfect harmony and making his mouth explode with different colors.

After he ate his fill, he drinks his water and brushes his teeth right after. He takes his bag from the couch in the living room and goes to the doorway to fix his shoes, calling to his mom he'd leave, to which he was answered with a 'Be careful on your way'.

Jisung exits the house and opens the gate. He walks his way to school, headphones covering his ears.

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On his way to the school gates, Jisung accidentally bumps into someone, to which he falls down to the ground on his butt.

"AH! I- I'm so sorry!" The boy, who bumped into Jisung, panicked and held out his hand.
"Are you - by any chance, hurt anywhere?"

Jisung looked up to take a look at the boy. The boy had a slightly curled jet black hair and amber eyes that shone in the sunlight's glow. Beautifully shaped lips and sharp eyes like that of a fox.
He was also quite tall, maybe taller than Jisung.

Three seconds were all it took for Jisung to describe the boy's handsome features.

"Uh, are you..?" The boy tilted his head, his lips forming a thin line before Jisung shook his head and took the boy's hand and stood up.

"Sorry." was all Jisung said before he looked at the boy's eyes for a littleand hurriedly left.

"Ah..you dropped.." The boy whispered at the last word.

He took the sketchbook that fell on the ground. Two sides of his head debating whether he should open the book to see his name, or not, as it would be an invasion of privacy.

As his head went on warzone, he felt a hand to his shoulder from behind, almost kicking whoever touched him, before he realized it was his older brother.

"Hi there, my dear little brother Jeonginnie"

"Hyung, can't you at least call me before you suddenly touch me?" The younger boy hissed, turning his head behind to see his hyung smirking.

"Gee, sorry, innie. What's that book you're holding?" The older asked, tilting his head to his side to take a look at the object.

"It's a sketchbook." Jeongin replied.