I wasn't a star athlete, and up to this day I am most certainly not. Sure, I wasn't bad at anything I did. I was always average. Average in grades, average in looks, average in personality rankings. As I said before, I'm always average. But never in archery. Never, ever, ever, to the nevers.
Archery is my sport, even if people claim that archery isn't one. The peace, the feeling of everything. When you release the bow, all emotions are on the bow. But these statements are only made by the memories I got them from. I wouldn't know anymore, because I stopped.
But before I get into why I stopped archery let me tell you about one of the last times I showed up to practice. Jihoon, Hansol, and Seokmin were too busy to come 'cheer' me on. But I knew it was a lie. They hated watching me practice because it was always pin-drop quiet.
So, I never really thought Jeonghan would wait for me. Or why since we were getting to know each other and would only wave at each other in the halls. The boy could be pretty loud. Sometimes the guy didn't know when to keep his mouth shut. Oh, and Jeonghan, if you're reading this because I somehow dropped it, you know this is true. How many times did we get kicked out of the movies because of you? Maybe it was that, or maybe it was our kissing. The world may never know.
He stood there, at the entrance of the archery tent. He smiled and I returned the favor. It was my turn to go up with the other third years. It was my last year here, but the year had recently just started. I shot my arrow, concentrating hard. Of course, it hit the target. But instead of getting my usual bull's eye, I got a two. I frowned, wondering what I did wrong.
But deep inside I knew why I got it wrong. Jeonghan was running through my mind like there was no tomorrow.
Now, let's assume time flies. So after practice Jeonghan and I walked home together. Weirdly enough, we had both avoided going home just to talk to each other a bit more. We ended up going to a diner. We talked for a good two hours or so. I found out that you were an angel, Jeonghan. I just knew that God made you be born that day, knowing you were a real life angel.
Or so I thought when I had first met you. Now I know God played a trick on me. You aren't an angel, you're such a devil, you're worst than Jihoon.
Well...in some ways.
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(Early update because the amount of views I've been getting is incredible. I will still update this Friday as promised.)Edited July 31st, 2016
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