• walk you home | chenle •

00 || introduction

ha eun p.o.v

Opening the door to the apartment I share with my Dad, I throw my backpack onto the empty ground, plopping myself on my bed.

As expected, Dad wasn't home right now.

Looking down at my school uniform, I sighed as I jumped off my bed and decided to change into my home clothes.

As a student of Hanlim Multi Arts School, it was really a dream come true for me – of course, because I always loved dance.

But the only problem was at home.

I plopped myself back onto my comfy bed, an arm over my forehead as my thoughts wandered back to five years ago.

Five years ago, I was merely twelve when my parents divorced, separating both my brother and I.

Till today, I would still wonder how my brother was doing. Whether or not he was having a good life...I mean, he's always been really good with his studies.

Okay, back to the present.

I had to get an early sleep since tomorrow would be a really long day...considering how there are extra classes, and I wanted to practice dancing, anyways.

As my consciousness slowly faded away as I lie on my bed, I fell into deep slumber.

chenle p.o.v

Sitting at a long table filled with many different kinds of scrumptious food, I sat facing my Mother as my older Brother sat beside me.
And of course, Father was sitting at the end of the table.

"Chenle-yah, how's school?" Dad asked as he put down his utensils for a second.

"It was okay." I answered simply. It wasn't that I didn't like the school, I just didn't enjoy it very much.

"That's good! Your Father hand picked this business school just for you. It's one of the best in Korea." Mom proudly added.

I didn't say anything in response to her words.

"How about you, Renjun?" Dad then asked my brother that sat beside me.

Before Renjun could even answer, Mother cut in.

"I believe there isn't a need to ask! Renjun definitely enjoyed school," She faced Renjun. "Am I right, child?" She smiles at him as he quietly nodded.

"It was a good choice to let Renjun attend the same school as Chenle." Father says as he picks up pieces of meat and places them in both of our bowls.

"Really? I thought that my Chenle would do just well even if Renjun wasn't with him. I mean, Chenle is the one that is going to take over your business, right, dear?"

"Yes, of course. But we cannot look over Renjun's talent in business. He could help out Chenle at times." Father replies.

"Ah...I Guess." Mom glances at Renjun as she resumes eating.

"Sorry, Dad, Mother. May I excuse myself?" Renjun, seeming uncomfortable, leaves the table and walks upstairs.

As I watch him, Mother starts to speak.

"Hmph, should have done that earlier." Mother scoffs as I purse my lips.

"Jia Xin!" Father sternly warns Mother. "That is no way to treat Renjun. He is our son."

"I don't understand! He isn't our blood or flesh. Why do you protect him that much?" Mother complained.

Having enough of this ridiculous conversation, I stood up an left the table, deciding to head to Renjun's room.

"Hyung," I say as I opened the door to his room. "Are you okay?"

Renjun, lying face-up on his bed, glances at the door.

"Uh huh." He replies vaguely.

"Mom is always like that. You don't have to take it to heart..." I said as I sat on his bedside chair.

He hummed.

"Hyung!" I whine as I lifted my legs to kick his head.

"Yah!" He shoots up from his bed. "You wanna die?"

"No, of course not!" I burst into laughter. "That's more like you."

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hey hey it's just an introductory chapter to our two MCs lives so..hehe

anyways, yay to China line!

and yay to my first Chenle ff!