if winter was a person | jaeyong.

the second.

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Lee Taeyong, a boy that was plainly avoided due to his boring and unapproachable demeanor. He wasn't good at being pals with the other boys, he hated sports, but enjoys arts and academics. Boys he grew up with found him peculiar for hating being under the sun. He would rather choose a math exam than doing a track and field event.

Despite his cold personality, Taeyong can be kind, that is if he wanted to. But the students only called him a freak for being such an introvert and a snob.

Taeyong has friends, Jungwoo and Taeil.

He met them when he was attempting something very saddening one night, they befriended Taeyong because he looked so lonely and they wanted him to be happy. They contrasted him so significantly, like the two newly bloomed flowers placed beside a withering one but Taeyong never minded and so did they.

Taeyong's family was affluent, they owned multiples franchises which gave them immense wealth. He chose to study in a middle class school due to Jungwoo and Taeil, when he found out that they went to the said school.

Taeyong sat on his seat, feeling at ease while he looks at through the window, admiring the peaceful scenery of the mornings, ignoring all of the noise and not bothering to speak to his best friends for a moment because he just wanted to do nothing for now.

He heard the sound of metal grinding against the floor, he slightly moved his head and saw the person beside him, Jung Jaehyun. A dashing young fellow, every girls' and gay boys' dream boy, so sweet and so protective, so athletic and so humorous. Taeyong didn't understand how one can be this happy.

Jaehyun met eyes with Taeyong, and he immediately switched his eyes back to the window when he noticed.

🌌

Because of the rumors of him being rich, the boys from his class would always bully him and abuse him just to get a piece of penny out of his pocket.

Taeyong was walking hastily away from the school building, his heart racing from the fear of being attacked. Once he saw the exit to the campus, his bag was pulled and he was dragged to the back of the building.

His weak body was slammed down to the concrete, his backpack curving his back in such in an uncomfortable pain. The boys stood before him and the boy in the middle, Jeno, only a year below Taeyong, lifted his chin with his finger.

"Well, well, hello there, doll face, got any money in your wallet? Surely you must have some couple of thousands there"

Taeyong spat on his face.

"I don't have any money for you, kid, fuck off" Taeyong tried to stand up when Jeno grew livid and pushed the older back of the ground. Jeno signaled the other two boys, Jisung and Jaemin to get Taeyong's backpack.

"You fucking gay shit, give me your money! Or else I'm going to have break your fucking skinny body" Jeno shouted from the top of his lungs, his neck tinted in a crimson shade alongside veins were popping out.

Taeyong showed no signs of comprehending, he didn't want to give in to these young delinquents.

Jaemin opened Taeyong's bag and let his stuff fall on his weak frame, his used his arms to shield himself from any heavy objects from falling down onto him. Jeno got on top of Taeyong and began to pull his hair and punch his face.

"Hey you three! Stop right there!" All three of them froze, they knew it was Jaehyun's voice. They all feared him, on time Jaehyun had not only beaten a guy up badly but they also got the guy expelled from school and sent to the hospital.

The three J's ran for their lives and forgetting their mission.

Taeyong opened his arms gently and dusted himself before picking his stuff, shoving them back into his back pack. Not even paying attention to the hero that saved his frail body from being damaged, but his face was bruised and had wounds, his knuckles and shoulders had wounds as well, with dirt sprinkled onto it.

"Hey are you okay?" Taeyong ignored the stranger, he didn't want to look puny to other people. He wished this person would just immediately leave when he scared the bullies off.

"Hey, I asked if you were—" He lifted his face up to see the so-called hero, and he saw Jung Jaehyun. Go figure, the guy was practically the nice version of Gaston in this school.

Taeyong showed no sign of appreciation and just a blank expression. He continued to pick up some of his stationeries, and suddenly Jaehyun bent down and helped as well. Their knuckles suddenly collided, like those cheesy romantic movies, where she falls in love with just that small, idiotic contact.

"I don't need your help" Taeyong spoke, as he picked up the last pen from the concrete and zipping his bag without looking at Jaehyun.

"At least pretend to be thankful" Jaehyun sighed, as he looked at the boy's damaged face. His eyes were at the floor and he refused to straighten his head.

"Fuck off, I've had it with all of you" Taeyong walked away, his heart breaking at the thought of how he looked so frail and vulnerable.

If there was another Taeyong looking right at current Taeyong, he would cry.

He saw his driver arrive shortly after a small wait, and he hopped on and looked out of the window while the car drove off.

🌌

Jaehyun rode his bike and to the basket ball court, his mind still on Taeyong. He couldn't remove the thought of what he said: I've had it with all of you.

Am I like those boys? Does he think I'm a bad person too?

Doyoung saw Jaehyun spacing out outside of the basketball court, he invited him over which caused the younger to snap out of his thoughts and went ahead, not caring to remove his uniform.

After they have played a number of matches, shooting multiples hoops and scoring hundreds, they all rested on the floor, all so beaten and exhausted.

Lucas tossed a water bottle towards Jaehyun, he caught with ease and immediately drank it all in one go.

Jaehyun laid down on the floor like it was his bed, alongside Lucas and Johnny.

"Am I a bad person?" Jaehyun suddenly asked, still trying to catch his breath.

"No, you're like the Bubbles in our group, Doyoung is Mojo Jojo" Johnny said while he rested his body on his arm.

"Hey" Doyoung glared at him.

"Good to know" Jaehyun laughed while his thoughts still grasped on Taeyong. He was curious to why he acted like that, rejecting an act of help.

He was really intrigued by Taeyong, he can not comprehend how someone can be so miserable and cold.

THAT DAY
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