Fairy Dust | ChenSung

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Guess who's back!? Me, Arwen, the author who says she's back and then goes missing for months ahah

Now I'm actually back! Promise! I mean it! I'm in a very good writing mood every day and comments makes me write more and faster, so please leave as many as you want here. It has been a while since I've written on this one so I don't really remember where I was going and I have forgotten a few things- Also I keep changing the tense I write in, but I will be sticking with this one.

Before we head into the story, we are currently in a wild time. 2020 is a year of... many things and we all know about the "Black Lives Matter" movement. I hope all of you try to do your best to support this, by either signing petitions and even donating if you have the recourses to do that. You don't have to donate if that is a hard thing to do, I'll drop a link to a Carrd full of stuff you can do to help on my profile(Wattpad won't let me put links her:( ).

Anyways, let's get into it!!

The rest month goes by so quickly and May turns into June and Chenle watches with stressed eyes as the dates near June 7th, which is the exam period. Chenle groans and knocks his head against his wall as he stares at his puppy calendar. Not even the cute Golden Retrievers can brighten his mood as he stares at the big red circle around the 7th.

It's the 6th.

"I'm so screwed," Chenle mumbles to the ghosts, he hopes they can give him comfort as he wants to rip his hair out. He has not studied. Like at all as he kept getting disturbed by Jisung entering his mind every now and then, he shouldn't feel this whipped for a boy he has barely talked to.

And he really can't keep thinking about Jisung when he doesn't even understand the basics with calculus. Math was not his strongest subject and that was clear.

Alas, Chenle is a simple boy and simple boys fall for the pretty boy from a class under him, and now he's whipped. The Chinese fairy sighs and stumbles over piles of clothes to his desk to try and cram some math equations into his brain. Maybe he can get Renjun to do some hokus-pokus on his brain so his memory turns better. Chenle shakes his head at that, Renjun would probably throw him back to China if he asks for that type of request.

Opening the math book he stares blankly at the numbers. His head is empty, no thoughts- well there's Jisung- and he tries to think. When he tries though, his brain immediately goes back to the time when he first met Jisung. It wasn't a pretty encounter either, it was that cliche one to be specific.

Chenle had just begun his second year, which was last August, and he was casually making his way to his classroom to greet his new homeroom teacher and see how many annoying people his class would have for this year. Chenle never actually made it in time to his first-class as he was sent to the nurse office ten minutes into his day.

How?

Well, let me tell you the story of how he broke his pinky finger. Chenle had been speed walking since he's kinda an idiot and forgot to set his alarm so he woke up 10 minutes before class started so he had to hurry. The school didn't allow running, so therefore he sped walked for his life. Since he had been so focused on speed walking and trying to come up with an excuse as to why he was late on the first day, he hadn't seen the boy coming his way. The other boy was talking on his phone so he too was quite occupied to see what was happening in front of him.

When Chenle had snapped back into the real world, it was too late, the very narrow hallway they were in was too narrow for two people comfortably passing so the blue-haired student had knocked into him and Chenle lost his balance.

He went stumbling into the stairwell and fell. Chenle fell backwards down two flights of stairs, rolling down the steps like some type of bowling ball that could scream.