── ❝𝙅𝙖𝙘𝙤𝙗 𝘽𝙖𝙚❞ ──5
Jacob was a normal boy. He grew up in Canada, but being a Korean he also grew up with those Korean traditions. He and his family even went back to Korea a few times when he was young to visit family. He wasn't going to lie here, he fell in love with the sights in Korea. It felt like a second home for him.
So that's why, when he was 19, he moved to Korea permanently. His family was sad to see him go, but Jacob knew that he belonged in Korea, not Canada. However, things didn't go exactly by his little plan.
You see, the plan was for Jacob to get a nice stable job while he attended college. But that is not what happened...at all. Yes, Jacob had gotten in to a nice college and he even had a good one year of school, but then that's where everything went south.
Exams. College exams. One of the worst things on the planet. He was extremely stressed because of these tests, having to be able to excel in them since he was held to extremely higher standards. He was originally a foreigner too, so the school assumed he was pretty good to be accepted into this school.
So Jacob decided that he needs a night to let loose, cool down and try to relax. He went to a local bar, planning just to have a night where he can drink some night drinks-- Actually that's all a lie...he probably won't even drink. He hates alcohol. The only reason he is going is because one of his friends invited him, they said he needs a night to relax and let loose.
That's when it all went wrong.
He had been sitting at the bar with a lovely little glass of water, eyes wandering around nervously. He had been on edge all day and he didn't even know why. He just felt so suffocated in this stupid bar. His friends had wandered away to the dance floor, so it was only him.
Maybe he really did just need a breath of fresh air. He stands up quickly, pushing his glass away and heading towards the exit. He stumbled out, managing to push past many people to get out in to the dark alleyway. He sighs, his shoulders slumping as he leaned against the old brick wall.
The alleyway stunk like cigars and weed, but it was a lot better than alcohol and sweaty people. He closes his eyes, just trying to keep himself calm and collected outside. However, his eyes had snapped open when he heard loud screaming from the street side. He walks closer, his eyebrows furrowing in concern when he peeked his head around to see a blonde and black haired male arguing.
"I want to confess Juyeon! I am the older brother!" the blonde had yelled, crossing his arms as he looked at the other. From that, Jacob could already tell these two must have been brothers, and probably liked the same guy.
"Older by what? A few minutes! Plus, Chanhee spends more time with me and called ME his best friend, I get to confess first!" With the other brother's words, their arguing gets significantly worse. They get into each other's face, and Jacob really debates on stepping in to separate them. But in a flash, the black haired male falls backwards into the arms of someone else, a new figure that was extremely tall.
He sees the blonde stumble back, then make a dash towards the street in front of Jacob. Yet, the blonde never makes it, ending up stopping just a few meters from where the alleyway was. In a split second, the blonde fell to the ground as a bubble of laughter followed behind,
"Naive." the voice hisses, a shiver running down Jacob's spine. He can't help but try to stumble back, wanting to hide to avoid showing he had just seen two men knock out two other men-- But clumsy Jacob, he tripped right over a trash bag and fell right on to his bottom while the trash split everywhere with loud clinks.
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FanfictionChanhee is a powerful man, but power is only one thing he holds underneath his sleeve. [ HOLD? ]