Stray Kids Imagines

ChangBin II

Author's Notue:

Oh my, I think I'll be posting the new book in a few days now.🙈 Anyone else wanna join the Cover Contest? I'm all up for ya!😆💓

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Y/N's POV

For the past week, I made myself a promise, which I kept. To follow my diet routine. And honestly? I am loving the results. From 51kg I became 42kg. And my figure had a little shape not like before. I could also see my collar bone being a bit noticeable when I look myself up the mirror. I smiled taking a few turns in the mirror as I dry my hair.

Touching it a bit, my eyes made its way to the pair of scissors by my desk. I hesitated at first but still took it.

A little change won't hurt right?

I slowly cut my long hair, a little above my shoulder as I was kind of freaked out on what may come out as the result. Finishing some touches, I smile in satisfaction on how it turned out. I quickly changed into my uniform and took my straightener to give some small curves by the end of my bangs and hair.

Change isn't bad right?

I took a last look at my uniform before heading out and making my way to school. Stares were here and there and some whispering can be heard as I found myself by my locker, fixing my things. It was really awkward for me, since I never really asked for attention at all. But I chose to ignore it and clutch onto my book before taking deep breathes before going inside the classroom.

Why am I still a nervous wreck over that jerk anyways?! You only have to drag yourself to your desk and sit down! That's it...right?

I feel through the door only to spot Changbin looking out the door, my direction actually as his eyes widen when our eyes met.

Oh gosh. You blew it. Just walk to your seat normally. NORMALLY.

I sigh, taking a few steps at first but ignored his gaze as I took a seat behind the whole class again, though it wasn't really my seat. My real seat plan was beside Changbin but I didn't really want to sit beside him.

It would just make things worst. Specifically? My heart worst.

Even after all the mean things he told me, I am honest that I was hurt. But I took them as an advantage, so in some way, I am kind of thankful to him for saying those things to me. I made them my motivation.

Hearing some whispers again, I just focused on my phone, reading a short story that I love from a reading app. It was super cold out today and.... Oh god.

I FORGOT MY JACKET AGAIN?!

Can I really be this forgetful? I sigh, checking the time if I still have time to go back to the house and grab my jacket but then the beep suddenly rang. Great, just great.

I sigh, glancing to Changbin's seat only to find no one. Empty seat with a paper on top of his desk was only to be seen. I went to his desk and took the paper in my hands reading it.

Go to the rooftop. Now.

I hesitated at first since I didn't want to skip class but... Ugh! Fine.

Running to the stairs leading to the rooftop, I try to be careful not running to teachers or even substitutes cause they might let me go back and probably, I'd get in trouble. But thinking thoroughly as I reached the stairs, Changbin is one of the top students in class, why would he skip today? Being all curious, I sprinted my way up only to trip on my own foot and sprained my ankle, giving it a small scratch.

"Argh!" I grunted as I felt the cold breeze hit my wound and it made the tingling pain worse.

Hearing footsteps by the door from the roof top, I saw Changbin. Worried eyes on me as he went closer and took out a bandage from his pocket. I held his hand in fear, I wasn't really a big fan of blood and wounds. So mostly I was scared even if it was just the smallest scratch, as long as it has blood, don't even mention it to me.