Where Bright and Win are in school and Bright is Win's senior.
Let's catch this tale.
this is not an official story. this will just contain a series of things that I tweet as AU, in hopes of it turning into a story. hopefully.
thankyou.
"Hello, I'm new in this gym" He wiped the towel across his face and hair. His hair now disheveled, he extended his hands "I'm Win, Win Metawin"
Bright looked at the total stranger and completely random guy just introducing him out of the blue.
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Bright looked at the total stranger and completely random guy just introducing himself, out of the blue.
Confused. Bright extended his arms and shook Win's hand "I'm Bright, I guess"
"You guess"
"I mean, I'm bright" he shook his head " kinda not used to random stragers introducing themselves to me "
Bright was a quiet kid, as reticent as ever, his only friends in the gym were those bulky giant gym equipments that he loved. He loved working out and that's the only reason he ever even decided to be apart of this herd of people.
Bright hated crowd but gym somehow brought him peace. Like tensing up his muscles, the undefinable feeling of blood rushing through his veins when he exerted himself to his highest potential. He loved that feeling.
BRIGHT'S POV:
"You're the only guy who looked my age, so I just thought I'd say my greetings" He smiled.
Weird. I thought to myself.
"Okay then will see you around"
Wanting to keep the conversation short, I ended the chat and focused on my workout.
I was now on the treadmill But this Win guy again came over. Smiling happily, i dont know what he was so happy about. But guess he's cute like that.
"When were you born?" He asked in quiet a shy way, still smiling, this time his eyes more crescent into a moon shape.
He's cute but, I wish he would leave me alone and let me just exercise and just let me be. Why is he so annoying again 🙄 we just met. We aren't even acquainted.
"I'm 18" i replied coldly.
"Oh! P'Bright. I'm sorry for being informal earlier"
"Okay"
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I put my airpods trying to ignore him I continue my run.
He goes away for a while. He's on the peck deck machine. I can see him because the mirror is right infromt of me and I can see everything that's happening at the back.
Win is faced backward. He is exercising his arms and chest on the pec deck machine.
Okay, let's admit here, he has fine shoulders.
But what!? What am I even thinking?
Shrugging of the thought of win, I continue to run, 5 more minutes and I'm done.
I was so lost on my own that, I had my eyes closed and was still running. And well, his nudge really brought bad news to me.
The moment he laid his hands on my shoulder, I lost my balance. He startled me and the next thing I know, I slipped from the treadmill and was now on the floor, with obviously my hands and knees injured.
Great. Thanks.
The fall was so sudden that no superhero could've saved me. No. Not even the flash or Vegeta.
"Oiii" win exclaimed "sorry P' I didn't mean to. I thought you were listening to me" he said apologetically, all while trying to lift me up.
"Ahh~" I said. This guy god. Is his last name trouble.
He touched my freshly abraded elbow while lifting me up. "Oui sorry P" he said, putting his fingers in between his teeth.
"First, stop saying sorry and second let me be now" I said with slight hint of annoyance in my tone. "I'll handle myself. Don't cause more trouble for me"
He looked kind of worried now. His eyebrows scrunched and his head down.
Was I too harsh on him?
The first aid lady came and tended my wounds. After which I made my way out of the gym.
He was at the door, I tried to walk past but
"I'M sorry P'Bright. I thought we could be gym friends so I just wanted to talk but ended up causing too much trouble for you " His voice was so low that I almost didn't hear it.
"It's okay, I dont mind little scratches" I said "also, sorry, maybe I was too harsh back there"
He slowly lifted his face, his gaze would've diggeda hole on the floor if he looked down any longer. He lifted his face, unsure if he should smile or not but I think this nong can't help it. He smiled anyway.
And well they say smile is contagious, this guy right here proved it to me.
With his eyes arched and lips made into a curve, he smiled and I involuntarily returned his smile.
