The Boy II: Brahms (Jude x reader)

The Boy II: Brahms (Jude x reader)

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Daniel: But why?! All of my friends are laughing at me because of her! John: Maybe you need different friends. Daniel: Maybe you need to bring her back in the orphanage where she came from--- Kate: Daniel! Apologize to your sister! Daniel: She's not my f*cking sister!! Mansion~ Liza: No. Not tonight. You're not going to leave until you eat your food. ~Meanwhile~ Liza: Jude. You're really not eating? Fine. *Liza took Jude's food and Brahms and left. She then heard a bang from the kitchen and saw that the tables are now on the ground* *Jude gives her a notebook with something written on it then left with Brahms on his arms* 'I TOLD YOU NOT TO MAKE HIM MAD'
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"I mean look at him, you can't seriously have a crush on THAT, Jisung," Felix scoffs, scrutinizing his cousin at the other table, with his nose scrunched up in disgust. He proceeds to scold his friend, but Jisung doesn't pay attention. No, not at all, as he gradually starts to tune out the cafeteria noise, and his eyes wander off to the boy with the dark red hair and leather jacket. Bits of hair, slicked with sweat, parted in front, droplets falling onto the book he read as he listened to the music in his earphone. Beautiful. He looked beautiful. Jisung barely catches it, but a dark shadow flashes behind. He blinks, shaking his head, but nothing was there. "It's just your imagination", he thinks, putting his palm against his forehead and rubbing the migraine away. "It's not your imagination, Jisung... I'm here." Jisung, a quiet average boy who has never sat at the front of the class, nor the back. Was never at the top of the class, nor a troublemaker. Was never athletic, nor brave. Jisung, simply, was average. When his childhood friend had gone quiet from his family's unsolved murder, he never expected the day they would come together again. Like when they were little, fighting imaginary beasts on a playground after hours. This time, they were against whatever lurked in the dark.

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