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Jaemin's point of view───────. .°୭̥ ❁ ˎˊ˗
Today's class was ending soon and I was on clean-up duty with a few other students. I walked over to my backpack, putting all my folders and notebooks in since I had a few homework. "Jaemin, could you do floor duty today with Hyunjin? I hurt my back during my ballet class" I turned my head seeing who the owner of the voice is. "Yea, no problem Chaewon" I gave her a smile as I walked over to the supply closet outside the classroom.
I walked into the dark closet turning on the small dim light the barely shined in the room. I grabbed the last broomstick and dustpan to give to Hyunjin. I didn't want him to work too hard since he is apart of the spelling bee contest in school this week, so I insisted to mop the classroom floor today.
The process of mopping was pretty tough, to be honest. It tends to get heavy after a while. "I could go dump out the water for you Jaemin," Youngbok, who just finished wiping tables said. "no, no, I can do it" Youngbok watched me pick up the bucket before walking off to help Hyeju. Once again I had to walk into that creepy closet to put away the mop before dumping the bucket of water out in the bathroom. I walked out of the closet dusting off my hands before picking up the beaten-up plastic bucket filled with dirty water. A sudden forced near my back made me stumble and hit my head against the drinking fountain. not again "What do you want from me now!" I raised my voice a bit trying to act tough. "Oh look who's trying to be all strong and tough"
"Quit it Yeonjun! I'm tired of all your shenanigans! Just leave me alone" I stood up glaring at the upperclassmen. "Yeah, where's your respect! I'm older than you" I rolled my eyes in annoyance and ignored his bickering. As I was going to continue my task I was once again pushed, but more harsh this time. I rubbed the back of my head as I tried to regain my strength. Yeonjun picked up the dirty water and splashing it onto me. "oh so you're gonna cry and go run to your brothers huh? you little snitch" The bell rang in the school halls. Yeonjun threw the sharp plastic bucket at me. Which contacted my face, leaving a small cut.
"Hey!" a deep baritone familiar voice echoed through the hallway. I watched as Yeonjun's eyes grew before sprinting to who knows where getting lost in the crowd of kids. I winced as I touched the small but yet bleeding cut on my cheek. "Jaemin! Are you okay? Who did this to you?! Omg, you're all wet" Yuna Noona approached me while holding Jisung. She scanned me up and down checking for any sign of an injury. I looked over to see Uncle Jae. He looked pissed as he was walking towards me. "Are you okay Nana?" Chenle asked as he stood in front of me. I was still sitting against the wall next to the door of the supply room. I nodded reassuring both Noona and Chenle. I stood up before going into the empty classroom to grab my things. "H-hi uncle Jae" I stuttered. He bent down to my level. "who was that boy Jaemin?" I bit the inside of my cheek. "his name is Choi Yeonjun.." he nodded "how long has he been doing this" my eyes trailed off to the wall behind him. "only t-today" Uncle Jae looked straight into my eyes. "tell me the truth Jaemin" I sighed. "fine, he's been doing this since the beginning of the school year. b-but please don't say anything..I-I don't want to start drama in school." I lowered my head.
"Jaemin!" Jeno Hyung, Renjun Hyung and Hyuck Hyung came running from the east side of the hall. "oof him again" Donghyuck said as he saw me in my state. "Who did this to you?" Renjun Hyung looked at me with worry in his eyes. "Is it that Yeonjun kid again?" Jeno asked forming a fist.
I stayed silent as we walked to the parking lot of the school. I changed into my extra school uniform before leaving the building so I wasn't uncomfy in the car. The ride back to Noona's house felt like hours. I just wanted to trap myself in my room and never come out. The car ride was completely silent beside the sound of Jisung's little sentences that didn't make sense. Jeno hyung's earbuds blasted a catchy beat and Renjun Hyung humming something from his choir class.
We all went inside the apartment building without a word. "I'll put Chenle into the room" Noona carried Chenle to the guest room since he fell asleep. I walked over to the coffee table where my hyungs were doing homework. "dude Jaemin, you really need to report Yeonjun to the principal.." Jeno Hyung said without looking up from his homework packet. I was taken aback. "I- I don't know" Renjun shook his head before continuing his assignment. "Do you guys want some snacks?" Yuna Noona walked into the living room, putting Jisung on the couch. "OMG yes please! School food is not enough" Donghyuck Hyung whined making all of us laugh a little.
Jaemin's point of view end───────. .°୭̥ ❁ ˎˊ˗
Jaehyun's point of view───────. .°୭̥ ❁ ˎˊ˗
"yes, I will find a model as soon as possible" "alright, bye Dad" I sighed, hanging up on my boss or Dad. I honestly shouldn't have agreed to my dad wanting me to run the photography department. I stood on the balcony of Yuna's big apartment. I watched as people walked on the sidewalk with their families and significant others.
"hey, are you alright?" Yuna walked over to me with worried eyes. "Yea" I rubbed the back of my neck. She gave me a sweet smile. "I'm going to make spinach-filled wontons for the boy's little snack. want to help?" I nodded. Once again she hit me with her bright gummy smile. why was I so dumb to not notice her in high school. I wrapped my arms around her waist putting my head onto her shoulders. She responded by putting her arms around my body, embracing me. "Hey, Uncle Jae- I'll just..leave." Hyuck dashed before we could even talk. Yuna and I looked at each other before laughing. I haven't laughed like this in a while. She grabbed onto my wrist pulling me towards the kitchen.
"is it good?" She looked at me pouting. I took a bite out of the crispy wonton shell filled with creamy spinach filling. She brought the plate to the living room setting it on the coffee table, where the boys were working on homework. "anyways, I CALL DIBS ON THE ONE WITH ALOT OF FILLING" Donghyuck yelled grabbing it before the rest of the boys could process what they just heard. Yuna smiled at them before messing up Haechan's hair. He gave her a dark glare but then laughed. "omg so scary! EoMmA!" Yuna acted. All the boys giggled. I think they really like her.
