Wooyoung, a 17 year old, has a lot on his plate and struggles to deal with to fathom the complicated idea of falling in love.
San seems to have everything under control. He has a loving family, good friends and is happy with life. Except for the fa...
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WOOYOUNG
Wooyoung watched in literal awe as cameras flashed and shuttered in front of Seonghwa. He was watching a photoshoot in real life and it didn't even matter if he seemed like some sort of side dog, holding Seonghwa's coffee and his coat. He was just in love with the sight before him. Seonghwa was a true fashion model. He would break between photoshoots, quickly get changed and get back on.
And the only things Wooyoung would hear from the photographer were: "Yes! Well done!", "Perfect!", "Just like that!", "A little to the left, Seonghwa. Give me that look that has the girl drooling over you, yes!"
And Seonghwa was really good at this job since he was hitting every pose without even thinking much about it. His confidence when he had to do one shoot with literally no shirt on but a mere jacket.
When Wooyoung glanced to the side he could've sworn he literally saw younger models with nosebleeds. Now he understood why he had haters. He literally looked so perfect up there. As if his life was always meant to be captured. As if he was always the spotlight, with every eye and every camera on him.
Not to mention, his total concentration every time he looked over his photos with the rest of the staff to decide which one was the best.
When the photoshoot was over, Seonghwa humbly bowed to the photographer with a smile and slightly jogged up to Wooyoung.
"Well? How was it?"
Wooyoung suddenly felt his breath knocked out of him with Seonghwa this close, "Really good. Really really good."
"You think? I tried extra hard today cause you were watching.", Seonghwa winked at him and Wooyoung felt his heart flutter.
"Well that's over. And it's pretty late so I gotta get us back to the dorms so none of us sleep in for class tomorrow."
Wooyoung nodded handing him his coat and drink before making his way out. Just as they came, Seonghwa's ride was outside. Wooyoung wished he knew what this car was called but it would be too expensive for him anyway so he didn't even bother.
The door was opened for Seonghwa and once he went in, the driver shut it in Wooyoung's face. He looked at the driver in confusion and the driver glared back at him.
"What? Take a bus or something. The car is for Seonghwa alone."
