ART - vmon; yoonseok

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The morning sun was now higher in the sky, its rays caught on the shiny surfaces of the various cars in the parking lot. The students of Korea National University were excited to be back. Parents hugging their child goodbye, friends running towards friends, lovers kissing each other to death. In the quad, aspiring DJs were playing their latest tracks while dance majors freestyled to them, an occasional dance battle popping up here and there. In the still vacant places of the lot, drums could be heard as newly formed bands performed, eager to become the university's new obsession. The air was full of creativity and talent, a happy promise for the hard year to come.

A black 2019 FIAT 124 Spider pulled into the lot, momentarily catching the eyes of the students as it whipped past, dying to catch a glimpse of who was inside. Hoseok pulled his car into his favorite parking space, turning it off and running a hand through his hair. He had on a sleeveless white tee tucked nicely into a pair of black jeans, the look completed with a pair of pumas. Hoseok grabbed his dance bag, finishing the sweet roll he had picked up on the ride. He smiled unconsciously, the taste of the roll bringing back the memories of the pink-haired boy and his soft eyes, his sweet smile. 

Hoseok slammed his door shut, bringing himself out of his stupor. That boy was haunting his every waking hour and his voice always drifted into his dreams. It frustrated Hoseok to no end but it seems the dreams didn't have any end either. He sighed, accepting the fact that he would have to put up with this until he forgot about the boy.

Suddenly a hand landed roughly on Hoseok's shoulder, pulling him to turn around. He was met with the face of Soonyoung, one of his closest friends, grinning widely at him. He pulled Hoseok in a hug, exclaiming "It's been a long ass time!"

Hoseok grinned, returning the hug. "I know. I'm sorry I didn't call." Hoseok had met Soonyoung way back in freshman year of high school and they had been inseparable ever since. Their love for dance, as well as their goofy personalities, had landed them in deep trouble as well as an everlasting friendship with another. Hoseok could tell Soonyoung anything and he knew Soonyoung felt the same.

Soonyoung finally let go, pulling back to reveal a smile, now slightly laced in worry. "That doesn't matter, how've you been? Your dad told us about...you know. Are you ok?"

Hoseok nodded his smile now becoming a little more forced. "I'm fine." No, you're not. Hoseok hated talking about his mother's passing. He wasn't ready to live in a world where she didn't exist, a world where she didn't greet him when he got home, a world where her warm voice didn't fill their cold hallways. Hoseok squeezed his hand into a fist, shaking his head slightly. Jung men are strong.

Soonyoung, who obviously could see his friend was lying but knew better than to push it, nodded his head. "If you say so. Come on, I'll tell you what I did over the summer."

Hoseok happily accepted the distraction. They walked toward the school's entrance as Soonyoung jumped into a detailed explanation of his internship in America, recalling the foods he tasted, the people he saw, the hard choreography. Hoseok actually missed talking to Soonyoung, the raw passion dripping from his friend's voice making him beam. He listened attentively, asking questions when necessary and prompting his friend to continue.

That is until a white Hyundai Sonata pulled up not too far away from them.  Hoseok doesn't really know what unknown power made him look that way but he did. His breath hitched as he saw a shock of light pink hair as the door opened. All of his attention focused on that car now, everything else blurring to nothingness. Hoseok watched as the boy got out of the car, saying something to the other person inside before closing the door. Even after the car pulled off, the boy continued to stand their stretching and checking his phone, leaning against the lamp post as if he had all the time in the world.