happy belated birthday, hao! you're a masterpiece in this world and there's so much for us to admire about you. never stop being yourself and continue to express yourself in all ways possible. we love you and your talented ass, superstar. i love you lots 💘 have a wonderful day with the people you love
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the8 just shared a post.
Your phone lights up with the notification coming from Instagram, letting you know that your favourite account just posted a photo. You pick up the device and quickly unlock it, not worrying about being caught by the teacher. The students in the photography class spoke amongst themselves, no one doing any work. Your teacher had explained a upcoming group project and was currently figuring out the partnerships.
"Oh! The8 just posted a new photo!" Your friend says beside you, already looking at the new post on her phone.
Looking down at your own device, the new photo opens up.
A smile makes its way onto your lips and you say, "This is the closest thing we'll ever get to seeing his face."
The8 was a popular photography account on Instagram that was known for the owner's hidden '8' in every photo. Whether it was the clouds in the sky to the swirls of coffee, there was the number in every post. This account caught your attention after you found it in your explore page, their photos captivating you. It made you actually look at the picture thoroughly and it was fun to find the hidden '8'.
The photos were so beautifully taken, it inspired you to go outside with your camera and capture everything you see. It gave you a new perspective in life and soon after, you shared the account with your friends. All of you were determined to find the owner of the account ever since he posted a photo of a familiar cafe that was in your town. It became a running joke with your friends and it always stuck in the back of your mind that maybe someone you know was "the8".
Your other friend who was also looking at the post, let out a defeated sigh. "Why does he look like every guy in our school."
All of you nod in agreement, "And the search continues."
"Listen up!" The teacher speaks to the class, gathering everyone's attention. "I've finished making the partnerships for this project. The two of you will have to go out and capture an emotion. It can be happy or sad, angry or joyful, hope or despair, it's up to you. Just make sure that you're able to make all of us feel something through the photos. Now for the partners,"
Everyone's ears perk up as they call the list of partners, you anxiously waiting to hear your own name.
"Y/N and Minghao,"
Your eyes quickly find your partner's and the two of you lock eyes from across the classroom. You haven't spoken to the boy that much before, an occasional question about photography here and there. Minghao was known to be the quiet kid in class who got really good marks (but never boasted about them) because he was such a talented photographer. Despite his shy nature, you've heard him laughing loudly with his friends during lunch. His face would light up and it was like he was a completely different person. He was a book that you've yet to read.
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seventeen imagines
Fanfictionjust an escape from reality. scenarios and imagines of seventeen, sometimes based off of songs. inconsistent updates. 7/17/17 - 6/21/19 [ no requests, reposts or translations 💓 ]