The Lu siblings are the exact definition of perfection. Their children on the other hand? Not so much.
Or that where Lu Han is fucking spoiled, Yifan's eyebrows hates the world, Yixing still believes in unicorns and Sehun is the epitome of a...
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All Jongdae wanted to happen that day was to die.
But he wasn't going to commit suicide because that's painful as fuck and hell doesn't have wifi.
Also Heechul is definitely gonna follow him to the deep abyss and kill him over and over again if he do so. He'd definitely say he don't remember raising a weak fetus who doesn't believe in the words of the Lord Jesus Christ as he whoop Jongdae's ass to oblivion.
Then again, he really do want to die. But also not. You know that weird confusing feeling that you get when you witness something bad?
Like he thought of it happening, but doesn't really want it to happen. You get where he's coming from? No?
Okay.
Nobody understood him anyway.
Wiping his already reddened nose with his uniform sleeve, Jongdae sniffed loudly before his previous pout found itself back on his lips. The sound of two vending machines where he's situated in between whirring overpowered the sound of a supposedly "peaceful afternoon after school". Not that he really cares. No amount of bird chirping from this barren back garden (the heck this Academy needed a Greenhouse and a garden at the same time for? There's just too much green shit going on) can cure his broken heart.
And just like that, the scene he saw not so long ago flashed back on his mind like some goddamned broken VHS. (To why he knows what a VHS was, let's just say Heechul loves to collect some antique stuffs. It's like his only hobby that states he's a rich tycoon and not some slob who goes on a panic attack whenever Minseok says he loves his cow more than he loves his own father.)
Just when Jongdae thought that the waterworks finally stopped, more tears started to fall from his eyes to his cheeks.
"WHY?!" He whined-cried loudly and flailed his arms around like a child throwing a tantrum. While we all can agree that Jongdae's a huge man-child, we can't really blame him from crying his heart out that very moment.
Like if you see your boyfriend getting a kiss from a pretty boy, you're going to cry too.
Not to mention, said boyfriend hasn't took you're first kiss or even hold your hand yet.
"Zhang Yixing, you jerk!" Jongdae screamed particularly to no one before sniffing back the snot that he feels rolling down from his nose. "I thought what we had was real! I even lied to my brothers why I'm always late! But I guess I was wrong... I even let you hold Chen, you ugly Unicorn." he continued to cry not caring if someone were to see him.
Maybe someone should. In that way they would know how much of a jerk Zhang Yixing was for breaking Kim Jongdae's poor and fragile heart.
But since the Gods loves the Lus so much, no one came and he was left to drown in his broken heart for another half an hour. Yet even half an hour later, he didn't felt better and his heart still hurt. It felt like some huge assed hands were gripping on it with the sole purpose of giving Jongdae a slow painful death.
