5 boys on seperate missions come together in one realm they weren't meant to be.
+ majority of the characters personalities have no similarities of the real members of tomorrow x together. some of their traits are based around the vision of the writ...
You walk down the outside corridor of the north side of the school and sit underneath a brick-roofed, and open shelter in front of your last years home class, that's surrounded with green trees, blooming petals and glowing sun rays.
"Peace and quiet," you whisper to yourself as you lay your back against the wooden pole after escaping the growing crowd of students in the school basketball gym.
"Nice isn't it...?" a voice beside you says, blowing in your ear. You jump from surprise as your heart drops to your feet with speed, you feel flusteredly excited.
"WHAT THE HELL?!" you scream attracting the eyes of by-walkers as you eye them back.
"YOU SCARED ME!!" the deep voice that suddenly pitched higher, yells.
"I SCARED YOU?!" you say releasing a gasp of fright.
You look down as your heart still beats fast and your face turns red, you find a bunny-like boy sitting at your feet, holding his knees beneath his chin.
"Who are you?" you say sitting back down, but at least 3 feet away from the surprising stranger.
"No one necessarily important," he says holding a scrunched fist to his chest, breathing slowly.
"Did I really scare you...?" you ask, finding his breathing heavy and dry.
"N-not at all," he stutters, removing his fist and placing them on his side, folding his legs as his hair shines underneath the gleaming golden day-star.
You and he sit for a moment in silence and his eyes direct at you fast and for a very short time.
"Do you need something...?" you say staring at his quick-moving eyes directly as they meet his.
You and the tall unacquainted student, sit for what felt like 3 minutes, was actually just 3 seconds as he looks away sharply.
"Are you a junior?" he asks, dozing off in the opposite direction of you.
"NO! I'M A SENIOR!" you yell being insulted by him.
"You're so small, a small rose-bud that has a temper," he says laughing underneath his breath.
"Rose-bud..." you mumble looking at his jaw, figuring out what he means by it. "D-does he think I'm pretty? or nice-smelling...?" you wonder as expectations begin to rise gradually.
"It's because you're red and small, rose-bud," he says after giggling audibly.
You pat your face as it reddens more and breathe smoothly.
You and he meet eyes and yours begin to squint with fury, but before you could open your mouth and put him in his place by yelling at him intimidatingly, the bell rings and he stands with a bunny-jump as both his mouth and soft eyes smile with glee. As he stands uncrooked, he's exceptionally tall and you don't find your mind complaining about the nickname Rose-bud anymore because you have to lift your head to see his chin.
"I have to go, rose-bud. If you're ever bored or in trouble..." he rushes at you, placing his long fingers on your lanky shoulders, standing over you as you look at him with a tilted head gazing at the skies direction, and sit with a rushing heartbeat.
"...come find Binnie," he says warmly, as his comfortable palms leave your arms, he sprints off to his friends, standing near class 5.
You stand confused, weirded-out and about to laugh.
"He's a weirdo..." you whisper, nodding to yourself, picking up your feet that suddenly feel heavy and start walking to class.
It's the first day of your senior year and you woke up feeling different things than your current state. You begin to feel a change in today's perspective, but the change isn't uncomfortable, but more warm and safe...secure.
As you walk into your jammed classroom, students stand around desks, laughing at or with each other.
"BABY!" you hear from the front of the room and see your longest friend, Lala. She bolts towards you and you freeze in a position of exhilarating shock.
You and Lala have been friends even before preschool. You were stuck in a tree for more than 2 hours and your mum was looking for you half-a-block away, Lala helped you down and you've stuck to her ever since.
"Y/N!" she screams hugging you tightly as you smile with delight. You squeeze her tighter and grin broadly. She suddenly pulls you to her desk sitting in the front row and sits you in the desk right next to her.
"Did you hear?!" Lala asked you as her eyes widened and body shook.
"Huh?" you reply as she grips your wrists tight.
"THERES A TRANSFER AND HES SO HANDSOME!" she screams as girls behind us turn their heads at both of you.
"Shhh..." you say to her holding your finger against her pink lips. Lala quiets down and you ask some follow-up questions.
"Is that why there were so many people in the gym? Does he play basketball?" you say to Lala as the excitement from her suddenly disappears.
"Ahhh, not necessarily..." she says testing your curiosity.
"What is it?" you ask curiously.
"He's new, sort-of, but he wasn't the transfer," Lala says stringing out her sentence longer.
"THEN WHO IS IT? WHAT?!?" you respond louder causing the girls behind you to look again.
"Beomgyu," she says quickly, and sharply.
"Choi Beomgyu," she adds.
As the name Choi Beomgyu slips in your ears, forgotten memories were suddenly restored and a face you forgot, was found.
"Choi Beomgyu?" you say feeling your face flush with redness and your body heat up as you turn to the front of the class.
"Basketball-champion, dancer, singer, water-bottle-incident, Choi Beomgyu?" you ask calmly as your heart-rate rises with every second.
"Do you want me to say no...?" Lala says staring at you sorry, dropping her chin slightly.
A handsome boy who lived in your past life has returned and now you can't deny your loathful fate. After all, he is your first love.
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