Unsteady | Park Jihoon

Chapter 1

When I first met Park Jihoon, I felt nothing. No heart skipping a beat, not even a jolt of electricity rushing down my spine. Nothing. There wasn't any pupils being dilated or a slo-mo scene like in the movies, obviously, but I thought I would at least stare a bit when I first saw (as cheesy as this sounds) someone I would fall in love with. 

There was none of these movie-like symptoms when I walked to the back of my new class approximately eight minutes late on a Monday morning and sat beside Park Jihoon as he gave me what was supposed to be a traffic-stopping smile. In fact, I doubt my brain even registered an impression on him, all I did was smile politely back and sat down. I doubted, at that time, if I even made an impression on him.

I like to think of myself as someone of average looks but with an above average personality of mildly adequate talent. Clearly in life, only the lucky ones could have the best of both; I for one was not one of them. So when our homeroom ended and I glanced sideways at the only person whom I've had an interaction with, in hopes that he would get to know me better, I could barely see Park Jihoon's face because he was surrounded by people. And no, I don't mean he was popular with girls because of his looks, he was surrounded by people in general - he was popular among both genders. By then, I had made my impression on him - not somebody I wanted to get involved with on the first day of my new dream school, so maybe I would talk to him in like five months - or so I decided I would.

I resolved to sitting laid back on my chair with my legs folded and gave awkward smiles to anyone who wanted to talk to me with the faint desire of not having to eat alone during lunch.

I glanced at Jihoon a few more times before he completely slipped my mind and I had met new people by the end of the school. Out of sight, out of mind.

So no, this isn't a story of love at first sight.

But this is a story of me falling in love.

Well, maybe.

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Hi!

I kinda like writing and I kinda like Wanna One so I decided heck why not just enjoy both at the same time. Hope you enjoyed my meek attempt to sound cool and poetic when I'm basically writing about an 18 year old guy living in South Korea. Just a heads up this is gonna be a school/trainee life kinda love story because thats sort of what Jihoon was before the whole winkboy and jeojang P101 hype.

P.S. I'm not writing about myself. Feel free to insert your name when I use Y/N because it flows nicer.

Okie hope you enjoyed this chapter. Thanks for reading!