Jung Wooyoung, a 17 year old guitar player, seeks to join the school band but finds himself at odds with the notorious Choi San, the school official player and douche. Yet, Wooyoung finds it challenging to ignore the sly and flirty boy, as the burni...
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Wooyoung
"I never knew you played guitar" A deep voice spoke in Wooyoungs ear. He flinched and shot his head back to find his grinning cousin standing right behind him.
"god, you scared the shit out of me Mingi. you gotta quit doing that" Wooyoung huffed earning a laugh from Mingi, he turned back to his paper to continue filling out the questionnaires.
It was his second day attending Ilsan high and he already had to decide what extra curricular class to join. He practically jumped for joy when he overheard some students talk about there being a school band.
"And of course you never knew, I never told anyone. You know how my parents would react if they found out their only son played a guitar." He stated, pushing his glasses up. He never felt comfortable telling anyone he played since he was one, self taught and two never played in front of anyone.
Mingi sighed and dragged a chair out to sit next to him.
"woo, you know you could have told me, i wouldn't have told your parents." He said as he placed his head on his hand to stare at Wooyoung.
But that was just the thing, Wooyoung knew Mingi all too well, even if he hadn't meant to tell them it would have slipped out of his mouth eventually. Mingi never knew when to stop talking, especially when he got excited about something. He was the complete opposite of Wooyoung, with his short pinkish blond hair and pierced eyebrow. He was confident, loud and bold. while Wooyoung was more on the quieter side, not saying he was completely quiet though because if you got him around a certain crowd he could be just as loud as everyone else.
"well now you know, but you have to promise you will not tell anyone. I can't get kicked out as soon as i join the damn thing."Wooyoung finished up his paper as Mingi nodded promising not to tell a soul. It was the end of the day and he had about an hour left before he had to submit the paper to the band room. His palms grew clammy as he stood and made his way to the room, Mingi quietly following close by.
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"what if they dont like me?" he asked now standing in front of his destination, he could hear the band practicing through the wooden doors. and boy they sounded amazing.
Mingi rolled his eyes "if i know you like i think i do, i know for sure you have that guitar aced. Nobody is as fast a learner as you are woo."
Wooyoung smiled at his compliment. Closing his eyes he took a steady breath and opened the door.
To say he was shocked by what he was met with would be an understatement. He was completely mesmerized. It was loud as the random boys strummed their guitars and banged their drums making a beautiful harmonized beat . Wooyoung could feel the rhythm vibrate through his feet and up to his chest. He sighed almost becoming one with the music. He had always had a love for instruments, he even wrote songs in his free time. but he had never imagined what it would feel like to be in a band, he was burning with anticipation. He was so lost in the song he didn't even realize they had stopped playing and were now looking at him.
