This is FUCKED! All of it! And you know what anyone involved can go to hell!
You might be wondering what the hell I'm on about and who I am, well let me give you some insight.
My name is Han Jisung the guy that life is currently railing! I'm a junior in college, 21 to be exact, and a little fun fact about me is that I'm a male omega. That's right a male fucking omega! Probably the worst gender ever created! And in all my 21 years of living I have never experienced a more screwy situation than the one I'm in.
What situation am I in? Well, let's start from the top.
It was a regular morning around the first week of junior year...
*Beep, beep, beep*
It was around 7am when Jisung groggily started to wake up. It took every fiber of his being to not throw his alarm clock into the wall, because curse him for choosing a morning class. He thought the earlier classes would make him more productive. Spoiler alert, It doesn't!
Once he finally pulled himself out of bed he started to get dressed for the day. He had to dress extra nice since he had a presentation, and honestly, that's where the issues really started because who makes a presentation on the first week. To be fair it was a get to know you presentation but still.
Jisung left his dorm room around 7:30 ish and said bye to his roommate, who was still asleep, sadly. Craving his usual morning coffee he started to head to the campus cafe.
Having been in the same dorm since freshman year, he was pretty familiar with the layout, and now it takes him no time to get from the cafe to his classes. Every now and again he cringes at the memory of his freshman year self bumbling around with a map, A FUCKING PAPER MAP, for two straight months.
"Uhhh is this line normally this long" Jisung mutters to himself annoyed. "Seems like you're not a morning person, but do you have to let everyone else know that too?" The fuck was that. "Uh do I know you?" Jisung turns around, only to see, in his humble opinion, the human embodiment of slender man with black or... brown whatever the fuck looking hair. Toothpicks narrows his eyes at him. Why the hell is Daddy long legs looking at me as if I'm in the wrong. What an ass.
"Well you should know me, I'm kind of a celebrity around here" the walking skeleton says as if it wasn't the most Disney shit in the world. "Guess what douchebag, I don't." "Excuse Me!" "What? Did you fart?" And this guy clutches his f-ing pearls.
"Ok listen man I don't need your little exposè on how you peeked in highschool at 7:30 in the morning, in a fricken cafe line of all places." I turn back around since it's finally my turn and just before I can say anything slenderdouche cuts in. "I'll take an iced Americano, please" "oh! Of course Hyunjin. It's so nice to see you."
Im gonna fucking kill this bastard. "Um... Excuse me miss? I was in line first." "Well it's just an Americano" the barista says while rolling her eyes. "I was also gonna order an Americano!" "Then I guess you have no problem paying for two, thanks."
Jisung whips around only to find Heajin or whatever, gone and the barista already ringing him up for two Americanos. Fuck his life.
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Fanfictionmy first ever story sooooooo it's omegaverse my take and skz Han-centric This is the story about how one bad day became even worse. Or... Did it? also I can't spell and I have no cool villain origin story 😔
