Spy x Romance AU
Miyazaki Yoonseul has always been following Chittaphon around like a lost duckling for as long as she could remember. So when she was offered a job in the company he works at AND a fully paid scholarship, she readily accepted it. Th...
This is my first time writing on AO3/Wattpad so please be mindful that it might not be perfect. Also a warning, this story is completely based on a dream I had. The dream itself ended mid-way through the story so I couldn't take my head out of it. I need a proper ending so I decided to write one myself. While thinking about the plot I wondered if I should just publish it. So here we are.
I hope you guys enjoy this one. Thanks for reading <3
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"Girl, are you even paying attention?" Chittaphon called out, suppressing the eye-roll that might set off the already agitated younger girl. "I am trying?" it came more like a question than she anticipated. Miyazaki Yoonseul, age 18. Life for her could have never been worse. Final year results are about to be published for the world to see. Correction for anyone with the password and her ID to see. The bright light from her laptop illuminated the dark room. "I'm just really nervous, broski. I mean my mind literally went blank when I sat through that physics exam. I am so screwed" Yoonseul confessed, barely keeping it together, and Chittaphon knew it all too well.
He was in this exact situation just a few years ago, and back then Yoon was there for him like she always was, cheering him up and ironically (the irony being the fact that her name apparently had something to do with the moon Chittaphon vaguely remembered) being the sunshine in his life. He would not hesitate to do the same for her. "Listen, Yoon, what's done is done, but I know you did your best and that's all that matters. I know, your parents know. People can't be good at everything, and that's okay. You, of all people, should know this, Yoon." he said, speaking softer than usual, scared of hurting the girl. A knock on the door interrupted them. Patting the girl's head he left to open the door.
"Chittaphon hyung, hey!" an overly loud, anxiety-induced voice boomed through the house as he opened the door. "Mark." an amused smile played on his lips. The younger boy looked more nervous and jittery than usual, even though he was confident he would have aced his exams; and maybe even did better than himself. "Are Yoon's parents here yet?" the boy asked, closing the door behind him. "Nope, they are still at work. Yours?" Mark shook his head, indicating it was the same case for him. The two quickly shuffled into Yoon's room, which was by now filled with nothing but worries and the glow from the laptop.
Mark, surprised by the sight of despair in front of him, promptly switched on the lights, which made Yoon divert her attention from the laptop screen. Turning to face the boys, she blinked vigorously and rubbed her eyes, trying to adjust to the new light source. "Jeeeez, why did you do that for, asshole?" She grumbled, narrowing her gaze at the 18-year-old who just rubbed his neck, smiling down at her nervously. "You are gonna hurt your eyes like that, Yoon. You are already half blind. We don't need more damage there now do we?" the boy joked, earning giggles from Chittaphon and shouting protests from said girl.
Mark went ahead and patted Yoon's head, whispering encouraging words, not realizing the effect he had on the younger girl. Yoon didn't know if she wanted to cry because of the uncommon yet loving gesture or the looming fear of failure and growing up consuming her. She looked into his eyes which seemed to sparkly only for her. Mark would be leaving for Canada. She knew he would have done well in their exams, maybe a bit too well. Well enough for him to pack up and leave, leaving behind everything he had ever known, leaving behind his friends, leaving behind her.
