Our Tears

Bus Stop

Author : ddabongfi
Original publish on : archieve of our own | 2019
Author notes : for anyone; who wants to cry but can't , im sorry it looks like i was trying to finish it quickly because it is actually yes;))

p/s: it's from my twitter page

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Jungsoo is a teacher in all-girl high school. He is everyone's apple. Sweet and dimple smile is one of an attraction of him to his students. yeah, he is called an angel teacher who lost his wings.

Nice, soft and well-mannered could be his second and third name. yet, Leeteuk sticks to him as it is perfectly describing him as someone special.

He has a fiance named Kim Young Woon. He is his everything. Half of his heart is reserved for that guy.

Jungsoo finished his another day of teaching like usual. Nothing special happened that day. As his school is near with his home, he walks and rides bus everyday. Every night on his way back home, the road he usually take is always quiet and there is no single human using it.

Strangely, one night while he is walking back home, he found a high school boy walking along the road he always uses. The boy is walking casually with a small headphone covering his both ears and old mp3 player in his pocket.

The boy walks to the bus stop that Jungsoo always uses alone, waiting for the last bus to come. Yet, he doesn't mind the boy too much. When the bus comes, only Jungsoo ride it and the boy just keep sitting there.

"Shouldn't he take this bus too? it's the last bus," Jungsoo thought.

the next night, he meets the boy again. Yes, until the bus stop. Tonight, the boy takes out his sketchbook and pencil and starts to draw something while sitting on the bus stop. Jungsoo finds it fascinating and takes a seat about 2 inches away from the boy. He takes a glance on what the boy is drawing on.

"What are you looking at?," the boy flips his neck length black flowy hair, exposing his beautiful and flawless facial features. He is the real definition of flower boy, Jungsoo thought.

Jungsoo freezes as he is surprised with how pretty that boy is.

"Urghh..."

"You look creepy. Don't look at me like that. I'm still student and I don't have any money," the pretty boy said.

"No! I.. am curious what are you going to draw,"

"Really? Here, come closer," He smiles softly, making Jungsoo's heartbeat fasten. Jungsoo moves his body closer and the boy shows him the drawing. A big flower with a few petals in white and black color.

"You draw this?" Jungsoo asked. The boy nods.

"Are you from the high school which is behind the school girl?"

"Yes. My name is Kim Heechul and I am 3rd year student," Heechul hands out his hand to handshake and Jungsoo accepts it with a wide smile showing his little mr.dimple.

"I know you! You are the teacher in that school!"

"How did know?" Jungsoo confused.

"Hmmm, you are famous in our school too and I always saw you walking home alone,"

"You saw me? But... I never saw you before. I thought I was the only one using this road alone," Heechul twitches his mouth, thinking how to answer that question.

"Hmmm, you will know about it later. So, what do you teach?"

"I teach arts,"

"Really? No wonder you are interested watching me drawing," Heechul takes the sketchbook back.