fri(end)s ~ gyuricky fanfiction

chapter 1

song tip: precipice by aaron cherof, yes i love minecraft 

I step into the school building. The buzzing of chatting students filling my ears. People talking with their friends about what they had done during the summer break. The air feels heavy and it's crazy hot, does this place not have air conditioning or what. I look around me as I walk up the familiar stairs to the second floor. stopping for a while looking around I remember all the good times I had together with my friends last year.

This year we will no longer be in the same class and we will not be able to do as much together as before. As I step into my new classroom for the year I make eye contact with Gyuvin standing in the hallway. Gyuvin was, is my best friend and we've known each other since middle school. We've always been in the same class and this is a new experience for both of us. But the difference is that Gyuvin happens to be in the same class as the rest of our friend group.

I take a seat in the back of the classroom, closest to the window, and patiently wait for the teacher to arrive. The other students walk into the classroom in smaller groups of two or three students and I feel something inside of me, everyone else is with their friends but me, I'm alone. I look around me again now most of the seats are full and I spot another guy sitting alone, he's looking down in is lap fiddling with his fingers. Maybe we can become friends. He looks up from his hands and I smile at him, he smiles back with a gorgeous smile, almost as bright as gyuvins. I internally slap myself, why do I always have to think of him whenever somethings bright and happy.

Finally the teacher, Mrs. Hwang walks in and I stand up beside my desk. "Good morning class," she says with a bright smile on her face her eyes wrinkled. Gyuvin. Get back to your senses Quanrai. "Good morning Mrs. Hwang", the class answers her in unison. Meanwhile since I was lost in my thoughts I didn't answer."You may now sit down as I'll go thru som basics". There was instant chatter when the students were getting seated , people just can't stop talking for a fucking minute or what. "So this year is your final year here in high school and I except you as now seniors to take school seriously and not flimmely flob all the time". At her last words there was some laughter but Mrs.Hwang's face made them all stop. "Now everyone will take turns and tell us their name and a hobby of theirs".

"I'm Sung Hanbin and I like to dance," one guy started. "Hi fellas I'm Myung Jaehyun and I like to rap", the guy next to him opened him opened his mouth but was  cut off by Jaehyun. Pointing at the guy beside him he said, "that's yeppi, my bestieboo". The others face reddened " cut it Jaehyun, not in public," he said clearly flustered meanwhile Jaehyun looked confused " but your pretty in public too". Hi I'm Park Sungho and I hate Jaehyun." The class laught at the sudden bickering between the two friend but personally I didn't find it that entertaining. More people introduced themselves and the guy who fiddled with his hands was called Zhang Hao and played the violin. According to his name he is probably Chinese just like me. The guy in front of me introduced himself as Han Dongmin  and now it was my time. "Hi my name is Shen Quanrai but you can call me Ricky and I like to paint."

"Okay class that's it for introductions now each and everyone of you will write a letter to me about what goals you have for this term and how you will achieve them. By Christmas you will get them back and write about how you have worked to achieve them or if you're going to keep working towards them." Me, do I have any goals? Probably but not in school and they're hard to achieve in just a term. I put my hand up in the air to signalise that I have a question. "Mr. Shen, what do you want to ask?" "Does the goal have to be about our studies?" Mrs. Hwang looks around in the classroom " you know what, I originally planned on that but now that I think of it it's better if you can write about what you're passionate about so that I get to know you better." "Okay." Damn I didn't know she would talk that much but sweet, now I can easier find something to write about.

Something that I want to achieve, Gyuvin, no you dumbass. But then why is he always the first thing that comes to my mind, I hate you brain. Art, I want my art to be displayed in som type of gallery or exhibition so that the world can take part of it. And how am I supposed to achieve that goal? Maybe by painting something for some kind of art competition and like win it or something like. Because like, I'm good at painting and there is no lie in that. I look at the empty paper in front of me I write my name at the top, Shen Quanrai, then I start writing my text and bro it's hard to make a text that fills an entire page. Like I don't have that many goals that I can achieve in like four months.

"Now it's time to wrap up for this lesson class, I want you to hand in your papers to me and you will get them back in the end of this term." Everyone hurried up from their places to hand in their papers and run out of the classroom to the hallway now filling with an enormous mass of people or like at least one hundred. I'm not in any kinda rush so I just walk to hand in my paper and walk out. In the classroom the violinist, Zhang Hao sat, unbothered by the fact that the lesson was over. I slowly walked up to him,"erm the lesson is over"."Ah yeah thanks for telling me I was kind of in my own world", he said with a smile."Your family name is Shen right, as in Shen imports", okay he is definitely Chinese because my family company only exists inside of china and in some western and Korean  buisness  circles."Yeah, that's right, haha, nobody really knows about it outside of china but I guess that you're Chinese too." "Zhè shì zhèngquè de" that's right.

Ricky has a new friend already but he can't seem to stop thinking about his old one,

See you later💕

xx 

A/N: is this long enough?