It's Not Hard as Long as Long as It's With You l Yeongyu ff

Runaway

The pink haired boy runs through the field of beautiful pink sakura tree blossoms, the fresh spring breeze causing the petals to fall around him as he sprinted through.

Just a little more...

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Soobin is currently walking in circles at the dorm, a worried expression across his face.

Creak-

He immediately turned around, letting out a breath he didn't even know he was holding.

"Yeonjun hyung.. where have you been? It's past eight."

Yeonjun walked in before falling on the ground-out of breath.

"I.. I was at the school.. field."

Soobin immediately froze as he stared into the blank wall, recalling the earlier incident with Beomgyu at the school fields.

"You have feelings for me."

What was that for? Why did he say that? What does he mean by he has feelings for Beomgyu? He needed answers.

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Ding! Ding!

"Thank you Miss Penelope!"

The teacher nodded in response before walking out of the classroom with her massive pile of assignments.

In a matter of seconds, the class became a circus again-with everyone running around and throwing paper airplanes.

Suddenly, the school speakers starts playing-causing everyone to freeze in their spots, a curious expression spread across their faces.

"Student, Choi Yeon Jun please report to the principal's office, immediately."

Beomgyu-who was his seatmate, turned to him, confused.

What did he do?..

The pink haired boy could only stare back at the younger with the same confusion before standing up. As he walked out of the classroom, he could feel everyone staring at him, ready to make up all sorts of weird rumours.

He stood in front of the principal's office, hesitant to knock on the door. After a few deep breaths that surprisingly calmed him down a little, he brought his hand up and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Come on Choi Yeonjun.. you can do it.

He slowly brought his hand to the doorknob before pushing it down.

Creakkk..

He popped his little head in, the principal was staring back at him with an unreadable look on her face. He takes another deep breath - though this time, it didn't calm him down. He slowly steps in before bowing.

"Good morning, Principal Hwang. What seems to be the problem?"

The principal fixed her glasses before taking out a piece of paper. A familiar timetable.

"Do you recognise this timetable?"

Yeonjun could only nod.

"Then, you probably knew that everyone was supposed to report back to their dorms before eight."

She sighed before taking off her glasses, her cold look and sharp eyes were giving him shivers all throughout his body.

"Since you're new to this school, I won't be suspending you. But take this as a warning, and you will be getting detention."

Yeonjun could finally breathe again, he looked relieved yet there was a hint of nervousness in his expressions.

Walking out of the principal's office, he stopped in the middle of his tracks- trying to process what just happened. The halls were empty, yet he could feel all the annoying stares and comments.

The boy stood alone in the hallway as a lonely gust of wind blew past. He slowly tilted his head before looking out the big glass wall, his hair still slightly ruffling from the wind.

The boy gazed at the field, the cherry blossom trees still as beautiful as ever, standing tall and strong-unlike him. Their delicate pink petals cascaded down from the branches, carried gently by a soft breeze. The vibrant colors contrasted beautifully with the deep green foliage, creating a scene of undeniable tranquility and peace. Yet, a sense of sadness lingered in the air.

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The day before, it was Beomgyu who sat behind a small blossom tree in the school fields, silently sobbing. This time, it was Yeonjun who was sitting there, in the same spot- while uncontrollable tears stained his rosy cheeks.

"Yah! What are you doing there student?"

The pink haired boy flinched-and without a second thought, he ran. The tears streamed down the boy's face as he sprinted through the field, his chest heaving with choked sobs. The wind blew through his hair, carrying the scent of the new blossoming flowers and the promise of spring, a stark contrast to the emotional turmoil inside the boy's heart.

What was I thinking.. why did I come here?..

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Ding! Ding! Ding!!

"Lunch time!!"

Everyone immediately sprinted out of the classroom with their lunch boxes and money, ready to get started on their daily gossips.

Yeonjun sat in the classroom alone, the dried tears on his eyelashes clearly visible.

"What happened?"

He turned around, only to meet gazes with a brown haired boy sitting in front on him.

Yeonjun tried to speak, he really did- yet the words kept tripping in his throat, refusing to come out. Tears started straining down his cheeks again, replacing the dried ones.

Witnessing the sight before him, Beomgyu immediately reached out his hand before wiping away the tears with his thumb.

"Shh.. It's alright."

After a couple of minutes, he finally calmed down- his breathing becoming more stabilised.

Beomgyu softened at the sight, he reached into his backpack before gently placing a wrapped sandwich on his lap.

"Here. Eat something."

Yeonjun stared at the sandwich that was laying in the middle of his hands, it looked homemade.

"Thank you.."

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Chapter 11✅✅
Idk what I was thinking with this chapter tbh- it's very different from what I would write I think I'm possessed-🥲
Anyways idk if y'all will like this chapter since idk how I feel abt it but yea anyways😭🤓
See y'all soon😚💗