YOUR NAME - jeonghan

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— in where two teenagers from across the country swap bodies every few days.


YOUR NAME
y. jeonghan





A COMET. a bright, burst of colours in the sky was the last thing jeonghan saw. everything was so vivid. he remembered the feeling of the cold air on his skin. how the view from the top of his apartment building looked like. it was the most beautiful light in the sky, yet jeonghan couldn't put a finger on why he was crying, or when he even started to tear up.

across the country, you sat alone in a big field, sitting on a mat with your canvas on display. it was your favourite spot to paint at, but this particular night you had no idea what possessed you to paint a silhouette of a stranger you felt like you knew everythinf about. your eyes glowed as soon as the comet came into view, even though it looked as if it was only an arms length away from you. your first instinct was to grab your phone to snap a picture, but there was no time.

even from hundreds of kilometers away, yoon jeonghan and y/n l/n both passed out at the same exact time, and their hearts stopped for only three seconds at exactly 12AM on the 4th of october.





opening your eyes never felt more like a chore than now. the light shining in from the windows felt dimmer than usual. rubbing your eyes, you forced them open as you shot up. immediately, you noticed how your room was no longer painted white, neither were you on a mattress on the floor, and the mirror across from you did not reflect you, but instead a teenage boy with slightly long black hair and pretty eyelashes.

"jeonghan." you softly called out to 'yourself", more of calling out to the boy's body you were in that you could see in the mirror.

stumbling up from the comfortable bed you were just in, you snatched the phone that was left on the study table as you hurriedly scrolled through the notes app, adrenaline running through your veins to again exchange messages with the boy you had once been strangers who mysteriously started swapping bodies.

NOTES — jeonghan to y/n

1.10.12
coach complimented you on the game you won. look at how good you've gotten at basketball thanks to my advice, y/n
please memorize my shift days... my boss had it in for me because YOU didn't come in for the night shift on thursday. stupid.

2.10.12
i bought new paintbrushes for you. in my drawer, pls check.
thanks for doing my chemistry homework for me. i was sooo lazy :>

3.10.12
if wooyeon asks you out, please for god's sake say no. she has been pestering me about it. tell her i like someone else. stop flirting with her on my behalf!!!!!
wowww i just realized u ate all of my fucking m&ms. what the hell bro?

4.10.12
happy birthday to us
check under the bed


after reading through the notes jeonghan had left for you while the two of you hadn't swapped bodies, you curiously looked under his bed, checking for anything he left. a big box with a nicely tied ribbon on top presented itself to you. pulling it out, it read,

[ since you got new brushes
happy birthday ]

you gasped, your eyes sparkling in awe as the contents of the box revealed itself to you. a stack of blank canvases rested nicely in the box. you scoffed, shaking your head with the smallest smile on your lips before setting them on jeonghan's study table

"jeonghan! you're late for school. again!"

"coming!"

used to jeonghan's daily schedule, you changed into his uniform and took the train to get to his private school tucked away in the large city, seoul.

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