my jewel ; junhao

i n t r o ; minghao

Minghao's POV

    My Jewel is weird. When I received it, it was already onyx. An onyx Jewel means you fell out of love or your love isn't reciprocated. When I turned ten, I was anxious to see what color Jewel I would have. I guess I was right to be so nervous. For years and years on end, I wondered what meaning my Jewel's appearance could have. Was I destined to never have a love? Is this what my Jewel means? That I will be alone forever? I don't want that. I want love. Please, someone, give me love.

It wasn't only the appearance of my Jewel that was puzzling, but also the placement. My Jewel was right in between my shoulder blades. My mother said it looked mystical and beautiful. An onyx Jewel automatically has no value but strange placement of a Jewel can drastically reduce its worth even more. Because my placement isn't so bad, it's reduced only by about 100 dollars. For the longest time, I truly thought I was worthless because of my Jewel. It's what society has trained us to think when we have an abnormal Jewel.

    When I started going to the new academy, the one by the name of Pledis Education, I covered it. Because it's in between my shoulder blades most wont find it, but I still take the time to cover it. It's not uncommon to cover your Jewel, though it's not the most popular thing to do either.  Some do it for modesty. I do it because I don't want to be made fun of again.

    In the middle of my first year at Pledis Education, I saw that my Jewel was turning a different color. It started from the center, turning into a lilac color. It was slow at first, the color growing only a few weeks at a time. It for some reason started speeding up a lot and I would find the color growing more almost every day.

     By the time I was in my second year, it was a completely new Jewel. It was a midnight blue with a lilac center. Around this time, I met my soulmate. I never thought I would have one. I didn't know right away that it was him. I wish I did. He was my tutor. He's a little over a year older than me. He seemed almost scary at first, but now that I know him better I can see how wrong I was. He's silly and mischievous. I like that small quirk about him. It's cute.

    He liked teasing me, though. When I got a question wrong or if I mispronounced a word he would say something like, "Wah, how'd you get that wrong? I thought I taught you well! I guess I gotta cram even more information in the small head of yours, huh?" I would sulk after he said these things, not because I was hurt by his teasing. In fact, I find his teasing cute. It was because I felt bad for him. He had to spend time teaching me, someone who is terrible at schoolwork. If I was better at learning then he wouldn't have to spend so much time teaching the same thing over and over to me.

    The first time I saw his Jewel was a month or two after he started tutoring me. He started tutoring me in the late winter so he would often wear sweaters that covered his Jewel. When it became warmer he started wearing shirts with lower collars. The day I saw it he wore a v-neck with short baggy sleeves. I didn't even realize his Jewel was the same as mine for a few minutes of seeing him. I was, embarrassingly, more focused on his arms then his Jewel.

    I looked forward to our sessions even more after finding this out. After almost another year of tutoring, I worked up the courage to tell him I liked him; to show him my Jewel. The day I planned to tell him he came to my classroom in the morning. I was excited and confused. He looked sad. Don't be sad, my prince. When he spotted me, he walked over to my chair. The first thing he said was, "I'm sorry." My smile dropped.

    "I can't tutor you anymore, for personal reasons. I know someone who can tutor you if you still need it. Sorry again. See ya around." He walked towards the door. Before he could leave, I ran to the restroom. I cried. I realized how little I knew about pain. I've been bullied for being stupid; that hurt. I broke my arm; that was physical. My soulmate, the person I've grown to cherish so much, the person whose smile can turn my day around for the absolute best, the person I can't live without, the person I love just told me he didn't want to spend time with me anymore. I know true pain and agony now.

I've made sure to keep my grades steady, if not better. I do it to impress him. I do it to impress myself, to prove to myself that I'm smart and capable. We haven't talked since then. Why did you leave me, my prince? I love you. Do you not love me? I can see why. I cry too much, too easily. Please come back. I still love you. Wen Junhui, I love you.

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Junhao is so fluffy, I love. This was an angsty chap though.