"Whatever you do won't seem to work, you're smiling but
Whoever can see that can tell it's awkward, that something is off"
- M.I.AYou took a deep breath and entered the university, pack with students and people that you don't know of, but get along fine with. You're everyone's friend, with your people pleasing persona- you are quick to cut away pieces of yourself to suit a particular relationship, incessantly edits who you are until you fit in. Following the norms and the crowd, losing yourself at the process but you couldn't care less. As long as everyone approved of you, pleased and love you. That's more than enough for you.
Beaming at everyone who greets you, throwing your anxiety at the back of your mind. It's always like this, you'd gather your strength on going out of your comfort zone, you've been living in pressure- living out the perfect life the society had forced you to fit in.
"y/n good morning" Minho your boyfriend greeted you, kissing your cheek. You again project your half hearted smile. You heard whispers and squeals from your interaction, you knew of how the girls in your school envied you for dating the ravishing dance troupe leader Lee Minho.
You admit that he's cool, but you're not into dancers but rather boys who can soothe and sing for you, you're not into bad boy type of boys, you prefer soft and cute boys but to you, your opinions are irrelevant and no one needs to know.
Lee Minho added colors to the reputation you had built, exactly why you agreed on dating him. You don't even like him and he can relate. You ain't necessarily fooling around with each other. You needed him to feel superior, and more entitled, and you feel like he's having the same benefit as you. You're pretty, smart and proper the little miss perfect as they branded you. Exactly what a popular boy needed to be by his side, a perfect fit.
As he carried your books with one hand and holding your hand with the other, he leads you both to your homeroom class
"let's greet them" he told you ushering you to his circle of friends at the back, of course he needed to show you off, you cling to him like a sweet girlfriend would and approach his friends who is tormenting a poor, frail looking boy, his dark hair disheveled, his uniform is crumpled and some buttons are missing, early in the morning and he already looks like a mess, courtesy to Minho's friend you bit your tongue to not say anything that may cause the guys to get mad at you.
"Come on guys, y/n is here. She's more than worth it for your attention" - Minho brags, you saw how their expression lit up upon seeing you, you again flashed your infamous beyond faked smiled, and greeted his friends.
You and Minho had just started dating a week ago, and just recently properly met his friends- Hyunjin and Felix, making this your second time of talking to them. They too- are a sweetheart but a total asshole, you don't get how girls find them cool, or maybe it's just you who prefer Kim Seungmin more- who happens to be the nerd slump at the back, with his broken glasses thrown aside, it's your first time making direct eye contact with him, his eyes shone- it holds the galaxy in them, that add up to your list of characteristics of him that had always drawn you to him, with that you cracked a smiled, and this time a genuine smile. A smile that reached your eyes.
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Missing In Action [Straykids Seungmin ff]
Fanfiction"I never liked dancers, I prefer a boy soothing and serenading me with his angelic voice. I don't like the cool angsty bad boy type, I am more into soft and quiet guys. But my preference and opinions are irrelevant, and no one needs to know." Kim Se...