𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬. | 𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐡𝐨

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hello! i haven't written in a while, i apologize for my absence. although i've returned and i plan to make this book better than any other book i've ever written. i have so many ideas planned for this book, and i can't wait to share them with you throughout this traumatic love story. but, before we start, i have to do the traditional warnings so everyone knows what's ahead because i don't need anyone reporting me for sensitive content or something. so, ahead of you is sexual content, offensive language, suicidal topics and situations, triggering moments, and LGBT content. If you are not okay with these traits, the exit button to the top left if you're on a phone. also, i am a multi-fandom person. so there will be other members from different k-pop groups. anyways, please join me on this rollercoaster. ladies and gentlemen, flowers.

{August 23rd, 2018 - Daegu High School / 7:30am} 

nothing like the first day of high school, am i right? you haven't seen most of the people from middle school for 3 months, they all seem like different people. 3 feet taller, sometimes wider or thinner, and as gross as it is, hairier, smellier, etc. 

sometimes it's like you never left, you and your close friends have erupting laughter in the hallways. for some, things are completely different. drama may have happened over summer break, or some may have even just spread apart. 

speaking of spreading, some girls seemed to love to do that in the bathrooms. it wasn't a surprise though, only surprising for the freshmen. like hyungwon. he was a small boy, not very popular but he has his group. 

first off, kihyun, the prettiest of the group. he's also the sweetest, liked by most innocent girls and some more-so dominant men. he has slightly faded pink hair that he dyed over summer, a big smile and he's always wearing extremely boyfriend outfits. today's outfit, an oversized tan sweater, blue skinny jeans, and light brown timberlands. they think he's bisexual, he's not very vocal on that topic. 

second, yoongi. eldest of the group, often the person who fixes the groups issues. he's the groups glue. he's straight, but highly supportive of the LGBT community. often tends to dress in brightish clothes to match his mint blue hair. he's very gentle, but very protective. also taken by the prettiest girl in school. Sam. 

third, Sam, a very beautiful woman. she's very intelligent and sweet, but can be snappy at points. there's not one person in the school that doesn't like her, except her ex, but we don't talk about him. she cherishes every moment with her yoongi, she considers herself extremely lucky. she dresses in expensive, but very cute clothes. her hair is new everyday, but equally as beautiful as the day before. 

fourth, jooheon. 2nd youngest of the group, extreme gay. taken by his one and only, changkyun. jooheon is a very soft baby, but loud, and very popular because he is the best photographer in the school. his instagram is where he's rather popular. 

fifth, the boyfriend of jooheon, changkyun. changkyun is the youngest of the group, but the most mature. he makes many dirty jokes and often can change anything from something sweet to something completely nasty. he's also most girl's favorite, considered the hottie of the group. 

minhyuk. the final person of the group (i'm sorry shownu). He's the craziest, cutest, and loudest of the group. no further description. 

they all promised to group up in the cafeteria for breakfast on the first day, and every single one of them kept their promises. furthest in the table sat minhyuk, then hyungwon to his left, and kihyun to hyungwon's left. across the table sat the couples, changkyun and jooheon arm in arm, same with Sam and yoongi. breakfast was a single pancake and a cup of syrup, plus a carton of milk. 

"how was your summer, hyungwon?" yoongi inquired from across the table, Sam resting her head on the older's shoulder. hyungwon flashed his eyes up, pancake in his mouth. if hyungwon was honest, the others would just pity him and make him explain his whole summer to them. that would only upset him about it. 

"uneventful." he said bleakly, eyes back on his pancake right after he answered. 

"same as last year?" 

hyungwon only nodded, slightly confused on why no one could make conversation like they always used to in middle school. 

i guess maybe it was more awkward, since everyone matured greatly- except minhyuk- over summer, so somethings they found funny last year wouldn't be considered funny now. 

as hyungwon pondered on the thought, conversation slowly grew within the group. minhyuk was calling hyungwon's name as he zoned out, hyungwon couldn't hear a thing. 

father loosely through his glass of alcohol before mother, receiving her shriek of slight pain and fear. hyungwon couldn't make out their words, all he heard was the screaming of nonsense. this happens too often, so he wasn't frightened, but sometimes he'll have to call the cops because his father gets very physical.

"does it even matter?!" his mother screamed, spit flying from her mouth. his father fumed, his face pure red. 

"of course it does! we'll have so much leftover money if we didn't have him!" 

mother scoffs. "I can't believe you're even considering this! He's your own fucking son!" she blared, hyungwon just rolling his eyes. 

he took advantage of the silence, speaking with no emotion. "i'll go pack." 

"no, no honey. if anyone is leaving it's your father." 

father is second to scoff. "please, we can't even manage the house now with the both of us. it definitely won't workout with just you!" 

mother rolls her eyes and power slaps her soon-to-be-divorced husband. "considering you spend 3/4's of your check on alcohol, I think we'll do just fine, ignorant shit." 

"JESUS CHRIST HYUNGWON ARE YOU ALIVE?!" Minhyuk's voice suddenly erupts into hyungwon's ear. hyungwon yelps, jumping and falling out of his seat onto the floor. he opens his eyes to find himself in front of standing legs, his eyes drifting up and landing on the man's crotch of his dark blue pants. 

oh that's a penis. 

the muscly man giggles above him, lifting hyungwon to stand like he's a doll. hyungwon shyly maintains his balance and bows, apologizing. 

"don't sweat it." is all the man replies before walking off to his table, leaving hyungwon slightly flustered. hyungwon takes his seat and readjusts, sighing. 

"Wasn't that Lee Hoseok?" Sam asks, looking around to the group for answers. 

"he goes by Wonho," Changkyun replies blankly, shoveling down a pancake. "he plays soccer with me." 

Sam nods and the group drifts off into their own conversations, leaving hyungwon quiet and alone once again. 

but he wasn't thinking of his parents, instead all he could think of was, 

lee hoseok.

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