Nɪ-Kɪ Oɴᴇsʜᴏᴛs

-28-Nɪ-ᴋɪ × Eɴʜᴀ(💗)

Title: Heartstrings of the Unseen

It was a crisp day in the bustling halls of Maplewood High, where whispers of teenage dreams collided with the chaos of lockers slamming and laughter echoing. Among the throngs of students, Ni-ki stood apart, embodying the essence of innocence and sweetness. His heart-shaped face and gentle smile drew many gazes, and yet, he rarely noticed the attention he garnered. Wrapped up in his books and daydreams, Ni-ki was your typical school sweetheart, shy yet ever kind.

In stark contrast stood the dominant badboys of the school: Jungwon, Sunoo, Sunghoon, Jake, Jay, and Heeseung. They were the epitome of swagger, draped in leather jackets and a halo of rebellious charm, making their presence felt in every corner of the campus. Each of them had a distinct aura—Jungwon's quiet confidence, Sunoo's playful demeanor, Sunghoon's smirk that could melt hearts, Jake's charming laughter, Jay's captivating intensity, and Heeseung's fierce loyalty to his friends. The badboys didn’t just command respect; they instigated longing and admiration among their peers.

One ordinary day, the annual Maplewood High talent show was announced, and students buzzed with excitement. During lunch, Sunoo mischievously suggested, "Why don’t we perform? We could pull something together that would shock everyone, including the sweet Ni-ki."

Jay raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What do you have in mind?"

Sunghoon leaned in, adding, "Let’s do a dance-off, show them who the real rulers of the school are." The others quickly agreed, each of them imagining the notoriety they could gain.

Ni-ki, sitting a few tables away, listened to their conversation, his heart fluttering nervously. A dance-off was the last thing he wanted to be a part of, especially with them, but an idea began to bloom—a way to show his own hidden talent. In secret, he decided to practice, hoping that he could impress them from behind the scenes.

As practice drew closer, Jungwon overheard Ni-ki humming a melody while working alone in the art room. The sweet sound was a stark contrast to the electrifying rhythm the badboys had taken to. Intrigued by the soft aura Ni-ki carried, Jungwon approached him. “You sing?”

Ni-ki’s cheeks flushed, and he stuttered, “N-no, not really…”

Jungwon smirked. “You should join us for the show. You could be our secret weapon.” The suggestion sent waves of panic through Ni-ki, who had rarely stepped into the limelight. But Jungwon’s insistent gaze reminded him that maybe it was time to break free from his shell.

That evening, Ni-ki found himself in an old studio, nervously clutching the microphone. The badboys surrounded him, amused by his hesitance. "You’ll do great, trust us," Jake encouraged with a bright smile.

With a deep breath, Ni-ki began to sing, his voice pure and captivating. The badboys, entranced, watched as he transformed from a shy wallflower into a dazzling star. They quickly integrated his ethereal voice into their performance, and the synergy felt electric. Ni-ki found himself smiling, a newfound confidence bubbling within him.

As the night of the talent show arrived, the auditorium was ablaze with energy. Students gathered, eager to witness the spectacle the badboys promised. Ni-ki was backstage, heart racing at the thought of performing in front of such a crowd.

When their turn came, Ni-ki peeked through the curtains, his eyes landing on the audience. Jungwon caught his gaze, giving him an encouraging nod. As they stepped onto the stage, the lights shining bright, the atmosphere crackled with anticipation.

They began their performance—a mix of intricate dance moves and Ni-ki’s enchanting vocals. The audience went wild, captivated by the unexpected chemistry between the cool badboys and the sweet school sweetheart. As they wrapped up their show, the crowd erupted into applause and cheers that reverberated through the auditorium.

In that moment, Ni-ki realized that he wasn’t just the submissive sweetheart but a vital part of something extraordinary. The badboys had opened a door to a world he had longed to explore.

After the show, as they basked in the afterglow of their success, Ni-ki felt an overwhelming sense of belonging among them. Jungwon leaned closer, smiling. “You were amazing out there, Ni-ki. You belong with us.”

Ni-ki’s heart raced, and he could only nod shyly, feeling accepted for the first time by those he once admired from a distance. The badboys had softened around him, showing him a side of their personalities they rarely revealed—loyalty, friendship, and an unspoken bond that transcended social status.

From that day forward, the dynamic between the groups shifted. Ni-ki and the badboys formed an unlikely alliance, learning from one another—courage from the badboys, and gentleness from Ni-ki. These contrasting worlds began to intertwine, proving that sometimes, light could meet darkness in the most beautiful of ways.

Amidst the laughter and camaraderie, Ni-ki found not just friendship but the beginnings of something deeper. The school may have been divided by labels, but in the realm of interconnected hearts, the sweetest melodies often came from the most unexpected harmonies.