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The morning walk to J High was incredibly peaceful.
The sun didn't greet him yet, but the sky lightened up to begin the day, the air was cool and felt much more refreshing at this time. He didn't think he would be such a morning person, due to his daughter and her habits of waking up in the night, but here he is smiling as he admires the stalls and buildings he passed.
"Good morning," he smiled with a friendly wave towards an older woman, she seemed to be stirring a few things in pot at her stall, she looked up curious before she smiled and gestured him to come over, "come, come!" Not wanting to be rude to the elderly he calmly approached her and asked if she needed any help at all, she politely declined his offer, instead she offered him food to take with him to school.
"You go to the same school as my grandson, right? J High?" She asked while she scooped up the warm meal and placed it into a container, he tilts his head in confusion on where this was going but nodded his head, "Yes, I attend J High, I am in the Baking Department."
"Oh? You want to be a baker?" She asks curiously, glancing up at him from time to time.
"Not initially," he smiled, he thought the baking department would allow him to make sweet treats for his daughter so he could bring them home for her. He underestimated the amount of written work he would do, in fact, it wasn't very often he baked which was quite sad.
"Is there something else you wanted to do?" She questions, it seemed she was happy to talk with someone and if he was being honest, he was very happy to be that someone.
"I like exploring my options, but it depends, some departments catch my interest while others not so much," he smiled sheepishly, "I don't think I would be very good in the Vocal and Dance department."
"That's what my grandson does!" She exclaimed happily, he looked at her with interest and a warm smile.
"He must be very talented! It is a hard industry to strive in," he spoke confidently, giving praise to a fellow student he didn't know, the elderly woman nodded her head and pulled out a device, "Listen, listen!" She gestured to come closer to show her grandson's talent, after a few seconds it was just pure silence the woman looked at the device confused, not understanding why she couldn't hear his voice. (Y/N) smiled warmly, and held out a gentle hand, "May I?"
She placed the device in his hand waiting patiently, he tapped on the phone and clicked on a voice recording, the sound of a pleasant rap beat came through. The woman clapped her hands stating this was it, he lowered the phone so the woman could hear her grandson better.
Good was an understatement.
Whoever this student was, has incredible talent and has earnt his place in the vocal and dance department. The (H/C) haired man wasn't too interested in rap, but this piece made him reconsider, he was willing to listen to his fellow student again if he had the chance.
"Woah!!" He exclaimed in awe, "this is amazing!"
"Yes, yes!" The older woman grinned, "My grandson will be famous one day!"
He nodded his head in agreement with a smile as he handed her device back to her, "does he post this online?" The elderly woman looked confused for a moment before mentioning about a music app called dotify, he pulled out his phone and showed her the app, she nodded.
"What is his artist name?" He wasn't sure if that was a thing, but he did say he wouldn't be good in that department, the woman responded saying it was likely under his actual name.
"My grandson is, Duke Pyeon!"
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(Y/N) smiled happily as he continued to walk to school, he had spent quite the time talking to the elderly woman about various things and he was happy to have her grandson added to his music list, she had given him tons of rice cakes to take with him. He couldn't accept it without giving her some form of compensation, at first, she tried to refuse his payment, but he managed to convince her and even gave more than he owed as a thank you.
"Good morning, (Y/N)!"
A voice beamed from behind him, it gave him a bit of a shock as he stopped and turned to see the new transfer jogging up to him with a happy smile. He wasn't sure how the transfer knew his name, but he ignored it, as Daniel approached closer the baking student turned towards him and gave a formal bow, "Good morning."
He returned to stand up straight with a warm smile, he slightly tilts his head to the side, "You're the new transfer student, right? Daniel Park?"
The attractive male seemed to be very happy with his response, he nodded his head with a big smile, "Yep! That's me!" (Y/N) chuckled at the hyper boy, Daniel reminded (Y/N) of a happy puppy, it was quite wholesome.
"Uhm, (Y/N)," Daniel shyly looks at him, "Could we walk together?"
The baking student looked at his new companion with wide eyes, he smiled at Daniel happily and nodded his head, "Of course, you can!"
It was starting to look like a good day for (Y/N), Daniel was the first to initiate the friendly conversation and talking about whatever came to mind, the baking student was curious if this is what having friends is like. The dark-haired transfer seemed to be happy, so he had to be doing something right, right?
Unfortunately, it didn't take long for the two to reach the gates of the school. Daniel waved goodbye with a big smile and ran off into another direction, most likely heading to his own class. Is it weird to say he felt sad? He shrugged the sadness away and focused back on his path to class with a gentle smile. The hallways of gossiping girls, whispers and blushing students all stared at the smiling (H/C) haired male as he walks by.
"He seems to be in a really good mood today," One whispered.
"We've been blessed to see this man smile; I can die happy~," said another.
Their comment remained unnoticed by the beautiful teen, he entered his classroom and sat quietly in his assigned seat. Today has started of really well.
"FIGHT IN THE FASHION DEPARTMENT!"
'That's Daniel's class, isn't it?' (Y/N) slightly worried, he didn't think the puppy-like boy would be one to fight, but he couldn't say anything about the rest of the students. He calmed himself down trying to convince his mind that his friend is safe.
