𝒐𝒐𝒐. "I didn't write this to forget who I am as a person nor did I write it for money out of desperation. I wrote this because I know, one day, someone will find this story in the corner of a library, squeezed between forgotten stories with a dus...
Park Seonghwa. June 20th, 1980. | Friday, 7:12 AM.
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Just as Seonghwa promised, he arrives at school extra early to meet up with Hongjoong at the entrance. Despite his sluggish walk, heavy eyes, and messy hair, it was worth seeing the shining eyes that belonged to the redhead male. "Blondie! You're here!" Hongjoong exclaims, hopping his way toward the blonde with a wide smile on his face. "I was scared you weren't gonna show."
"I was close to going back home to sleep more," Seonghwa replied groggily, yawning as he stretched his arms above his head. "But I forgot to do my English homework, so I decided to come early."
The redhead pouts from Seonghwa's answer as the two made their way to the school's library in the empty halls. "You promised to see me this morning, though!" Hongjoong whines, pouting at the blonde beside him.
"And I did, didn't I?" Seonghwa teased with a small grin, chuckling a little when Hongjoong contemplated at his words before exaggerating an audible sigh in defeat.
"I guess so, Blondie. I'll give you that." Hongjoong says disappointingly, rolling his eyes when Seonghwa's smile widened and proceeded to tease him.
As the two were walking side by side, Seonghwa continuously poking fun at Hongjoong for whining without a reason, a shout of Seonghwa's name caused the two to stop in their tracks and turn around. Eunjin stormed her way toward the two confused boys, her eyebrows creased downward as her lips turned down into a broad frown, murmuring under her breath while she scowled in their direction. Each step she took felt like the ground beneath them trembled as if she stomps any harder, it'll rumble and shatter, resulting in everyone plummeting into the pits of her raging fire.
"Eunjin—" Seonghwa started uneasily, lifting his hands to stop the girl's malicious gaze in their direction, only for him to get interrupted by Eunjin's shrieking voice.
"You—" She pointed her finger at the blonde, yanking the front of his shirt and lowering him down until they're face to face. "What the fuck are you doing? Are you stupid! Because I know for a fact that I told you not to hang around this— This homo! What are people going to say if they see you around with him? People like him will only hold you back!" Eunjin screeched in the frightened blonde's face, using one of her hands to clasp him by the cheeks, her nails digging into the soft flesh to keep him in place so he wouldn't look away.
"Do I need to get Bao-ah to keep him away? Huh? Will that make him go away? 'Cuz it doesn't seem like me telling you to stay away from this faggot isn't help—"
Hongjoong yanked Eunjin's wrist and jerked her hand free from Seonghwa's face, dragging the blonde away from her. "He's not a child and you're not his mother, he could do whatever he pleases without you in his way," Hongjoong said, glaring at the black-haired girl.
