A/N: I have no idea what invisible force made me write this. I'm prolly gonna cringe later, but that's the point. That's how stereotypical fanfictions work.
And also, there will be NO SMUT. I don't like writing smut, and I dunno how to. The most I can write is that "They kissed" or "They fucked".
I'm pretty sure that y'all already read disclaimers from other fics, but I'm still gonna mention it since I dunno what will happen if I don't
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THESE IDOLS. JYPE DOES. ANY OTHER IDOLS WHO AREN'T FROM JYPE, ARE OWNED BY THEIR RESPECTIVE COMPANIES. BUT OFC, THERE ARE SOME IDOLS WHO OWN THEMSELVES AND DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT THE COMPANY-
And also, can we appreciate how cute Jypapi looks?
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I opened my blue-green-golden-cyan orbs when I felt the light hit my sensitive and ugly face. I sighed as I woke up while tying my hair into a messy bun. I made my bed and ran into the bathroom to get ready for school.
Oh, how bad of me, I didn't introduce myself yet! Hello!! My name is Park Y/N, 4'1, 34 kgs, and an 17 year old school girl. I'm really petite, which is a reason why I get bullied a lot in school.I quickly got dressed into this:
I decided to wear this since I'm not really like other girls. I don't like wearing pink, dresses, heels, make up, etc. It's just so girly.
I ran downstairs only to see my step mother glaring at me while sitting on the couch in the living room. I gulped since I knew that I messed up.
"You're 2 minutes late Y/N"
The bitch had begun screeching at me already.
"I-I-I-I'm s-s-s-s-so s-s-s-s-s-s-sorry m-m-m-m-mrs P-p-park, I-I-I-I-"
My stepmother didn't let me complete my sentence and slapped me. My head was turned to the side due to the impact of it.
"Just get out of my sight you ugly idiot"
I grabbed my bag and ran away without having breakfast. I finally reached school, but I didn't want to go inside since I knew what will happen. I just mustered up my remaining courage and walked into the school"
I'm walking through the hallways, trying to avoid a certain group of girls. But looks like fate is never on my side, for I immediately collided into one of the girls from the group. My bullies, Red velvet and Blackpink.
"You fucking-"
Jennie screamed when I bumped into her. She slapped me which caused my body to fall down
"Don't you even dare to touch me you fucking bitchless bitch""What's going on?"
I heard another voice, this time a male's. I didn't have any struggle in knowing who the owner of the voice was, for it is Bangchan. My biggest popular, attractive bully, and crush. Even though he bullies people, I have a feeling that I can change him. Change him into someone better. But I knew that a girl like me would never get a chance with him.
I felt Bangchan's stare linger on my petite self. He then smirked and bent down to my level
"Looks like you're suffering. I love it"
He spoke with a tone of smugness and satisfaction.I was sitting there, not being able to do anything. I felt powerless. Felt like crying. But just then, my extremely small group of friends: NCT, ENHYPEN, BTS, SEVENTEEN, ATEEZ, came to my rescue. I don't like hanging out with girls since the guys are better. They're less annoying and don't squeal over make up, dresses, etc.
I looked up and saw Jin, Sunoo, Wooyoung, Haechan, Minghao, and Hoshi arguing with the bullies. The others helped me up. I felt Bangchan's gaze on me but this time, he looked......jealous?
Maybe he's jealous of me.
I thought, brushing off other thoughts about his possible interest in me. I wouldn't blame him if he has a crush on my friends since they're really attractive, unlike my ugly face. These thoughts just made me want to cry, so I ran off to the rooftop.
I burst open the rooftop's door and ran to the edge. Even though I'm ugly, I'm creative. I know how to compose songs with ease.I closed my orbs and took a deep breath, calming myself down
"Like a small boat
on the ocean...
Sending big waves
Into motion
Like how a single word
Can make a heart open
I might only have one match
But I can make an explosionAnd all those things I didn't say
Wrecking balls inside my brain
I will scream them loud tonight
Can you hear my voice this time?This is my fight song
Take back my life song
Prove I'm alright song
My power's turned on
Starting right now I'll be strong
I'll play my fight song
And I don't really care if nobody else believes
'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in meLosing friends and I'm chasing sleep
Everybody's worried about me
In too deep
Say I'm in too deep (in too deep)
And it's been two years I miss my home
But there's a fire burning in my bones
Still believe
Yeah, I still believeAnd all those things I didn't say
Wrecking balls inside my brain
I will scream them loud tonight
Can you hear my voice this time?This is my fight song
Take back my life song
Prove I'm alright song
My power's turned on
Starting right now I'll be strong
I'll play my fight song
And I don't really care if nobody else believes
'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in meA lot of fight left in meLike a small boat
On the ocean
Sending big waves
Into motion
Like how a single word
Can make a heart open
I might only have one match
But I can make an explosionThis is my fight song
Take back my life song
Prove I'm alright song
My power's turned on
Starting right now I'll be strong (I'll be strong)
I'll play my fight song
And I don't really care if nobody else believes
'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in meKnow I've still got a lot of fight left in me"
I didn't notice another presence near me until I heard someone clapping. I turned around and found Bangchan standing there....with a smile?!?!?
"U-uh-uh-uh-uh w-what are you doing here..?"
I heard Bangchan let out a chuckle. He walked closer to me
"Y/N....I'm going to a party this weekend.....can you be my partner for it...?"
Surprised would be an understatement. I didn't expect him to invite me to a party. I'm not even popular!
"U-uhm, b-but I'm n-not p-p-popular"
My voice slightly quivered since my really petite voice box couldn't handle the amount of singing I did.And Bangchan just chuckled again?!? I must be a certified clown
He smiled at me and assured me that it's okay and that it doesn't matter if I'm popular or not while I was just lost in his smile and eyes. His smile just turned my dark and grey world really colourful. His eyes comforted me. His face looks as pretty as the moon. I wanted him so bad. I wanted to be his. Only his. And I wanted him for myself. I know I'm being selfish. But I need him. For myself. I want to shield him from everyone else. I want him
In order to make him happy, I had no other choice than to say:
"Sure"
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Word count: 1192
A/N: I'm highly concerned about my ability in writing cringy stories. But hey, at least I can write something :D
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Satire story (BANGCHAN)
أدب الهواةI didn't really find many bangchan satire fics, so I just decided to write one- (I have exams. wtf am I doing?) (I'm really bad at editing, which explains the cover page being cringy)