What If I Help You (NCT Chensung FF)

Chapter 1

"Get out now!!" Said Jisung's drunken father while throwing a glass beer bottle at the poor boy, hitting him in the back. Jisung almost fell but then suddenly got the strength to walk out of the house. With his noticeable limp, he strutted towards his treehouse which he built secretly in the woods.

He sat there and cleaned his wounds not even phased. "I need to refill on pain killers," he said while looking in the small cabinet he built on the wall.

This happens every day for Jisung. He just lets his father hit him, then sneaks back into the house in the morning while he knows his dad is asleep to get his stuff for school. His mother died in a car crash which left him and his stepdad alone. After all these years his dad blames him for the death of his wife.

It's now been about 10 years that Jisung has been keeping up with this type of routine. 

The boy works at the age of 17 cause his father won't give him money to buy his necessities. He never talks about his life at home to his friends cause he never wanted anyone to worry. 

The whole situation caused him to develop depression. I mean who wouldn't. He has to make his own money, buy his own food, live life with no parental support, and his only parent still alive hates his guts.

He is now walking through the woods heading to his favorite place to think. 

The local park.

"Ahh" He said with satisfaction while the air is breezing through his bright orange hair. 

Jisung then saw a boy with green drop some of his groceries near the road. He was walking up to him slowly but then begin to run at full speed when he saw a car driving straight towards the boy.

"Hey get out of the way!!" he said while the boy looked up but then was knocked down by the orange hair boy while the car passed.

"Holy shit!!"Jisung said while holding his shoulder.

"Oh My God are you ok?" the green-haired boy said with worry in his eyes. 

"Um-aah yeah i-im fine." Jisung while holding his shoulder and still trying to stand up.

"Oh um I don't think you should stand up" he said while trying to balance Jisung.

"I-im fine" Jisung said while closing his eyes in pain.

"No, your not. let me take care of you. I mean you saved my ass anyway" he said while trying to help Jisung stand while grabbing his other shoulder.

"Come on, let's go to my house, my mom is a doctor so I bet she could help you". Jisung then nodded his head. 

The house was not far from the park at all. Jisung said he could walk so instead of taking a uber, like a sane person would do, they walked about 10 blocks. Even during those 10 blocks, the injured boy forgot to ask for the others name.