Mr. Misguided

Chapter 1

"Jeon Wonwoo, would you stop fighting for once? It's pure luck that we never had to take you to the ER, one of these days, you're gonna have them stitch your forehead up." Mingyu said, completely annoyed at the fact that his best friend was "being free to find his true self" by making the worst decisions that anyone could ever make.

"Well, I wasn't going to get it slide Mingyu, that kid was straight up a tool. If anything, I'm pretty sure I went easy on him." Wonwoo rolled his eyes, wincing at the ointment that Mingyu's putting his busted eyebrow.

"Maybe you didn't have to get into a fight with him anyways, are you gonna do this when you're forty?" Mingyu hissed and pressed the bandage onto Wonwoo's forehead.

Well actually, Wonwoo didn't really know what he was doing and how he was going to live. All he knew was that school was going to start in a few days and that he was going to be a senior, meaning that he was one step closer to dating all the pretty college girls. School? He hadn't been paying attention for about five years now, anyways. He was lonely, a lonely only child, trapped in his house and forced to excel in school. He just knew that maybe if he starts to do whatever he wanted, he'll finally have some control of his own life. Or maybe if his father ever cared, you'd have more than enough of a motivation to focus on his future.

"That depends on the other person." Wonwoo bluntly replied to Mingyu's question before receiving a smack to the back of his already severely bruised head, "Ow! What the hell man? What was that for?"

"What kind of half-assed answer was that? Quit being a pain in everyone's asses with your little breaking free act, we're not in High School Musical, you better start focusing on something in your life." Seungcheol scoffed behind Wonwoo and the kid whined in pain, but he knew better than to talk back to Seungcheol. He also knew that Seungcheol was right.

"He's not wrong, Wonwoo." Junhui dropped down to the couch next to him and said, "You think our parents shelter us all so we can be up to nothing good? Stop being a good for nothing and do something that benefit yourself and others for once."

"Oh whatever, I'm gonna go to sleep. My head hurts enough from these bruises, I don't need you guys to worsen it right now." Wonwoo stood up, rolled his eyes and headed up to his room, leaving his friends down in the living room.

"What the hell do we do with him?" Hansol leaned on the couch, mumbled the words to himself.

"I don't know, if he was interested in settling down, a girl can help him settle down and all, but he isn't." Mingyu shook his head, "He won't stop going on dates with girls and shrug her off when he's bored."

"I don't know how he acts at school nowadays, you kids are the ones who go to school with him, not me, at least not anymore." Seungcheol said, it had been a year since he, Jisoo, and Jeonghan graduated.

"Oh, speaking of which, my twin sister is transferring to our school." Junhui mentioned, knowing that he has to protect his sister, technically little sister, anyways.

"Is this gonna be another case of teaching-Junhui-Korean because remember when you just transferred?" Hansol nudged Junhui.

"Oh shut up, she's been studying Korean, for sometimes now." Junhui shook his head, "She's blessed with the ability of learning new languages quickly, she might be better at Korean than you Hansol, now that I'm thinking about it..."

"That's good then, we've actually never seen her before." Mingyu nodded.

Junhui took out his phone and quickly search up his sister's Instagram profile to show the guys a picture of her, "That's her, don't think I mentioned this but she's also good friends with Minghao."