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stariikis · 1 month

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𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 | 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 008

synopsis ; based on the Chinese Drama, 'When I Fly Towards You', in which you, a going-on-high-school English genius named Huang Yuting meets the Mathematics genius of the 10th grade, Nishimura Riki, underneath the rain.

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“I can’t believe you don’t understand how to calculate this.”

“Okay, well, not everybody’s a half-genius like you are,” you scoff directly into Riki’s face, refusing to let his ego skyrocket as usual. He raises his chin at you.

“Only half?” He shakes his head and tsks. “Maybe you haven’t seen my full potential yet. You, I-”

“Okay, okay. I get it. You’re smart.” Having enough of his arrogance, you point back down at the question you’re stuck on. “How’d I get this wrong?”

This is the only time you’ve ever wanted to zip his mouth closed. He’s oddly talkative today – or maybe it’s just a sudden contrast to his usual silence. Why did you ever agree to starting these study sessions with him? It was supposed to be a mutual tutoring session for the both of you to benefit in your respective subjects. But now, it’s just for you to feel stupid when he leans over and solves the Math equation ten times faster than you ever could.

He feigns disappointment just to tick you off, and points at one of your lines of equations. “Check the calculations. You’ve got the concept right. Finally,” he mutters under his breath.

Clicking the pen furiously, your mind makes quick work of whatever’s on your paper. But for some reason, you keep circling back to the same answer and look up at Riki sheepishly.

“I can’t see the mistake…” you scratch the side of your face as a distraction. “Um, maybe we should do English instead!”

As you turn to grab your grammar textbook, Riki reaches over the table and grabs your arm.

“No! Anything but that!” His eyes fly open wide. It seems as if he doesn’t feel like being embarrassed either. You’ve witnessed it, and it’s very amusing. You always can’t help but smile when he shamelessly shows you a page of English words spelled incorrectly. It’s kind of… cute.

Not that him holding onto your arm as desperate as a baby bird begging for food isn’t cute. The strawberry cream flavoured lollipop that he's sucking on almost slips out of his mouth. Like a delinquent, he readjusts it in his mouth whilst keeping a fierce gaze on you.

What… is he doing…

Your heart starts to race, eyes flickering down to the ground. How can you meet his gaze in this moment? He seems to notice the awkward position as well, both hands coming down to his sides as he sits back down.

And suddenly, he’s silent again.

He doesn’t even stop to brag when he somehow gets everything correct on one of his grammar practices on prepositions.

Huang Yuting is more difficult to solve than any equation Riki has ever attempted. And he knows hard questions, frustration boiling deep inside him as his pen flips around in his hands to relieve him of agitation. The more he looked it, the more he wanted to strangle himself to sleep. That’s exactly the feeling that crept up on his neck when Yuting passed by his class and didn’t even stop to wave.

She looks him directly in the eye and almost immediately looks away. An uncomfortable expression crosses her face but it’s so blurry along her features that Riki doesn’t even know what to think. Maybe she doesn’t notice him in his PE clothes, a cropped puffy jacket tied in a knot around his shoulders. Maybe it’s because she doesn’t recognise him with his new hair (it’s only a short trim around the edges but the way Riki’s heart races wondering why she’s ignoring him seems to reveal that it’s not about the short trim.)

He shouldn’t have changed his hair.

Running a hand through it, he looks back out the door, secretly hoping that he’ll be surprised with Yuting calling his name and waving his way. His corner seat all the way at the back gives him a pretty good view of the hallway, and so he can’t help but to zone out while he waits endlessly for a certain someone.

“Nishimura!”

The English teacher — Riki can’t remember her name for the life of him — snaps in his direction.

“Do you want to answer this grammar question since you’re so preoccupied with the exciting element of the hallway?” She pushes her glasses up her nose and raps her knuckle against the whiteboard. Panic sweeps through Riki and he looks over at Jungwon for help, but the boy is laying on the table and hiding behind his own textbook, undoubtedly fast asleep.

Then he realises – this question is familiar. Yuting had effectively drilled it into his head a week prior, getting so frustrated by him answering the same question wrong over and over again that she nearly stood on her chair to teach him.

“‘Where’ is the proper preposition rather than ‘which’. The sentence is talking about a location,” he crosses his fingers and takes a bet, his mind ringing with the words he recalled Yuting saying. You blind idiot, I gave you the same question last week and you could answer it just fine!

At this point, Jungwon has realised the commotion and raises his head at Riki. He looks offendingly shocked to see how well he answered the question. He mouths, “How’d you do that?”, when the teacher nods, pleased, and turns to the whiteboard again.

“I’m just smart,” Riki grins back, pinching his arm. “And a good student who studies and doesn’t fall asleep in class.”

Just then, a cheerful voice outside the hallway calls out his name. Riki has never whipped his head around so quickly.

“Riki-yah!” He wants to reach into his stomach and gut himself when Kim Sunoo, not-huang-yuting, dashes past with the most innocent smile he could give in the situation. When he purses his lips in mild disappointment, Riki suddenly understands why Yuting endearingly nicknames him an idiot so often.

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saursoob · 4 months

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NISHIMURA RIKI- random ass texts

synopsis & warnings: random niki bf texts, “cats r better”, talks abt sanrio & twices mina, bullying & ky$ jokes

perm tags: @jaeneohee @skittlez-area512

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en-eunhee · 5 months

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EUNKI BEING AN ICONIC DUO NOTE: enmi-land for inspo!!!! the thumbnail is made by me!!! i hope u enjoy this!! happy bday to nishimura riki <3

— EN O CLOCK EP 73 — Niki Hmmm... I choose *no hesitation* Eunhee-noona!

Eunhee: Me? But I don't want to be in your team *in a teasing tone*

Niki: *pouts*

Members: *laugh*

Eunhee: since you're so cute I'll join!! *smiles*

Niki: *blushing* *insert that one screaming meme*

OMG THEIR RELATIONSHIP IS MAKING ME WANT TO CRY..

— NIKI + EUNHEE LIVE —

Comment: Do you guys have any matching stuff?

Eunhee: Oh! We do! I actually have a lot of matching stuff with him. Like I think I match like clothes with him the most out of all the members.

Niki: *smiling and makes eye contact* Yeah we have really similar style so she borrows my clothes often.

HE'S SO JFKSDJFK:LDSJFL TO HER

Eunhee: Yeah

Niki: *pauses* wait do you owe me my black jacket that you borrowed for music bank like a week ago?

Eunhee: *eyes widen* Oh! Uhm about that jacket, I uhm-

Niki: EUNHEE....

beep transition!!

— ENHYPEN GROUP LIVE —

Jake: *reading comment* Please read this Eunhee, Niki or Rena?

Eunhee: Niki or Rena-unnie? Hmmm...I'll choose Niki...ONLY if he does aegyo *giggles*

Niki: WHAT?! *sighs*

Sunghoon: *laughing* I want to see niki do aegyo

HELP THEYRE TORTURING NIKI

Niki: *groans* *looks at camera* *does bunny ears* *does a pouting lip* *quickly hides his face with his hands after cause of embarrassment*

Eunhee: *laughing so hard* Niki it is then!

no but the way niki hates aegyo and he was doing it for eunhee is just jfkaljfalk;sdfj

— IDOL HUMAN THEATER —

Eunhee: *dancing to random kpop songs* *in her own world*

Niki: *suddenly joining*

*interview*

MC: So it looked like Eunhee-ssi was in her own world, are you always like that? And we saw Niki-ssi joining as well.

Rena: *in the back* NIKI?

Sunoo: *laughing* (that music in the background in idol human theater)

Eunhee: I'm always like in my kpop mode so it's just a habit.

MC: And Niki-ssi why did you randomly just join?

Niki: I just join randomly sometimes

Eunhee: No you don't *starts bickering*

beep transition!!

— AWARD SHOW —

ENHYPEN: *walking to sit down and watch the other idol's performances*

Eunhee: *sitting down next to Sunoo*

Niki: *gonna sit next to Eunhee but Jake took his spot* *gives a small pouty look*

Eunhee: *notices* *whispers to Jake's ear*

Jake: *makes a 'O' with his mouth* *stands up and sits next to another member*

Niki: *suddenly starts smiling a little* *whispers thank you to jake* *gets next to Eunhee*

KFLJDLSKFJLK:SDFJSDFKFK...

— IDOL1N2D EP 23-1 —

*SCREAMING IN SILENCE GAME*

WORD: BOYFRIEND

Niki: *tapping on shoulder*

Eunhee: *turning around*

Niki: B-OY-FRI-END *speaking loudly*

Eunhee: HUH?

Niki: BOYFRIEND *louder*

Eunhee: FRY CHICKEN?

Jake: *who is done* *laughing so hard*

Niki: *points at himself* ME

Eunhee: YOU? OH BOYFRIEND?

Niki: *nods*

Eunhee: *does okay sign* wait why is the word boyfriend.... *turns around to send message to next member*

wait y'all why she know when he points at himself... *side eye meme*

— GROUP LIVE —

Comment: What is Eunhee's MBTI?

Eunhee: Oh I'm an ESFP!

(while the members are busy)

Niki: *opens phone* *searches up: Is ENFJ and ESFP compatible* *sees they're not really compatible* *turns off phone* *has a small pout on his lip but pretends hes okay*

niki rn: crying meme

— SILENCE OF IDOLS —

Eunhee: woahh *almost slipping* why is the floor so slippery, I can ice skate on this *pretends to ice skate*

Jake: *laughing at Eunhee*

*during the dance*

*instructor coming in*

Niki: *grabbing onto Eunhee's hand to make sure she doesn't fall and lands on the bed together*

*instructor leaves*

*insert that one screaming meme*

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filmofhybe · 7 months

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LIFEGUARD - MASTERLIST

> pairing : Nishimura Riki x Female Reader

> genre : college student AU! , Pool Lifeguard AU! , smau , fluff

> warnings : SLOW BURN!! , swearing , bad humor jokes , kys jokes (die etc) , kissing , semi verbal bullying (no violence) , reader! injuring herself by accident , missing parent figure , drowning (not to the point your dying) , trauma from past relationships

> synopsis : Excited to become the new lifeguard in the campus as your part time job to pay off your rent. Until you noticed one particular person who keeps coming during your shifts and stays until it ends - Nishimura Riki. Non of you exchanged words but it all starts with mini smiles and eye contacts. Will both of you remain trapped in your silent world? Or to find the courage to talk to each other, that would lead to more than just unspoken interactions and drama..

> side characters : Enhypen, NewJeans Hanni, StayC isa, p1won’s intak, the boyz sunwoo, zb1 Ricky.

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 : 𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓: 𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝐍𝐃 , 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐓𝐁𝐀

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𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄 : 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟕 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐟𝐬 | 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐬

> 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏 - YOU GOT THE JOB?

> 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐 - SHOULD I GO BACK TO HER?

> 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑 - UH HE’S IN THE KIDS POOL

> 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒 - I FELL AND HE CAUGHT ME

> 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟓 - YOU HANG OUT WITH “MY GF” ?

> 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟔 - HE FOUND ME..

> 𝐜��𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟕 - A MESSAGE FROM ME TO YOU

> 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟖 - stop feeding her delusions

> 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟗 - the one that dated him

> 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟎 - hang out tomorrow?

> 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟏 - she’s upset bro

> 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟐 - “drown”

> 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟑

> 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟒

> 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟓

(a/n: btw I have no clue how many chapters there’s gonna be in this series, since I only planned out the first 4 and obviously more is gonna come. But for now I just wanna give a heads up that is more likely to be a slow burn typa story so if your not into slow burn I suggest reading my other written work instead🫶)

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eeunoia · 27 days

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ENHYPEN Series

sinag — psh.

chapter five

pairings: park sunghoon x reader

synopsis: waiting for a great plot twist in your life, the ruthless and powerful mafia boss park sunghoon forced his way in to it.

word count: 3.5k

warnings: a contains harrassment, violence, guns, killings, abuse, obsessive love & other stuff. if you can't take this stuff, feel free to scroll away. let me know if i missed some.

note: hello, i hope you will enjoy this chapter and give me feedbacks. ily and thank you for reading my works. stay safe.

The man crawled slowly over the dirty street, trying to make a run for his life. He grunts as the injury and wounds to his whole body was inscrutable. He can hear multiple footsteps making sounds as they step into the puddles of rainwaters all over the place caused by the pouring rain. It made it colder and harder to breath.

He yelped in pain when someone stepped hardly over his back, pushing him further to the ground. Making him one with the dirty and wet street.

“Where the fuck do you think are you going?” his tone empty and devoid of emotions. It makes him scared and cries of plea follows right after.

He felt his head harshly pulled back by his hair as the man leaned down. To look at this brutal man’s eyes almost sent him down to hell. Despite being under the rain, blood splattered on his face painting his fair skin red.

“P-Please,” he begged.

The man showed no remorse and without a word, he slammed his head on the ground making him lose his consciousness completely.

“Aren’t you going to stop him?” Jake asks Jay as they watch their friend beat the shit out of this poor man.

Jay craned his neck to look at the scene and his reaction seems like he was pretty much used to it already. He shrugs his shoulder off while holding an umbrella to keep him from being drenched from the heavy rain. “Do you want to?”

Jake sighs and just silently watch their friend kicking the man on the ground. It was obvious that he was incapable to fight back or even shield himself from all the hit. He was unconscious, probably almost near his death.

Tonight, the three of them gathered to do some 'business' and since Sunghoon just came from his trip from another country, trying to find his girl, he's slightly on the bad mood. Slightly.

Jay and Jake were already covered in blood, but Sunghoon's showering over it. They couldn't just stop him because they know he somehow relieves stress this way. The look of murder on his eyes aren't fading just yet and they both knew it will last for a bit longer tonight.

“I thought you and Ni-ki are searching for her too?” Jay whispered lighting up another cigarette.

The other man sighs, “Yes. But its odd, we managed to find some informations about her but all of it was three years ago.”

It made Jay halt from taking a huff from his cigs before he tilts his head, “You mean its like she vanished?”

Jake nods his head. Even him find it uncanny how there's no more updates or informations about her whereabouts. Like she's purposely maintaining a low profile or someone is doing it for her? It made him confused and even made Ni-ki digs more deeply like as if that wasn't what the younger one was already doing.

“What if she's dead already?” Jay blurted while watching their friend let all his frustrations out.

“Hell will break lose,” Jake took a deep sigh, trying to relax his tensed shoulder. “Can you see him? He's a ticking time bomb and only her can defuse him.”

Jay smirks, “We really need to hope she's alive somewhere.”

“There's no records saying that she is dead so I think we're still good.”

They both nods their head and once again watch how their friend kill those unfortunate people who stands on his way. He was unstoppable, unable to be tamed. Right now, they knew they had to find you faster or else he will really lose his mind.

“Still nothing?” your head snaps to your side, shoulder slumped so low that shows so much of your disappointment.

You've been on a hunt for your new job for a month already and yet none of them calls back. Pretty sure its not the degree or experiences that sets as an issue to this matter. Your previous boss surely used his power to make your life miserable.

“Yes.”

Lucie stares at you with a look of pity before she sets down her glass of water. She trudges closer to where you are to try and console you. She can see how hard working you are and even if you haven't told her the full story yet, she knew it wasn't you who caused all the troubles.

“Why don't you just try applying on my previous work place? I mean, its not as big as your salary before, but its not a bad pay.”

Your eyes looks at her, “Yeah, maybe I should do that. Thank you so much Lucie.”

She smiles and caress your back. “No problem. I’ll send you the details for the HR department so you can send your resume.”

You nod your head and watch her walk back to the room adjacent to yours. Things may had been rough with you, but you are lucky enough to have her beside you. It's still amusing for you how she’s very nice. Guess its really true that whenever someone leaves and go, somebody will arrive on your life.

It wasn’t hard to get an interview appointment for the said company. It was a lot smaller than your old work, but that's fine. This isn't the time to be picky specially if you're starting to deplete your savings.

They replied with your said schedule of interview and the things you need to prepare for the application. It made you hopeful despite knowing the possibility of not being accepted again. These are the usual routine. You send your resume, they reply with your schedule for interview, interview you and then ask you to wait for nothing. Eitherway you let yourself hope and dressed up for it.

The company was discarding lots of employees for the past week now since they had a new boss. The information raised your expectation to be accepted since they're in need of people.

Your heart thumped inside your chest as you wait patiently for your turn. The ac was on, you're sure of it, but you're sweating cold. It was not a foreign feeling. Just like whenever a teacher asks you to recite something in front of everybody in your class or taking one of your biggest exams. It made your palms sweaty and your feet tapping lightly to the floor. It was a dreadful feeling.

On the other hand, Jake's eyes lazily watch the view from inside his vehicle. He felt his phone ringing so he fished it from his coat and answered.

“Dude, where are you?”

He sighs, “I’m going to work. What do you want, Jay?”

His friend's whine can be heard from the other line that tugs the corner of his lips upwards. “It's a saturday? Come on.”

“I can’t. I’m in the middle of rebuilding this new company I bought.”

“The one near your mall? Why did you even bought that when it doesn't even match your own companies?”

“It does have income and regenerating well for years now. I can check on what I can do to improve it and if not, I can just demolish and use the land to extend my mall.”

Jay lets out a sigh, he just couldn't believe how Jake is a monster in this field of work. He is pretty smart, he'll give him that, but when it comes to business he's on a different level. Mainly why most of their friends comes to him for advice.

“Fine, call me later after you finish playing with your toys.”

Jake chuckles, “All right.”

He ended the call just in time of their arrival at the said company. His men opens the door for him and the handsome bachelor steps outside proudly. He walks inside and workers started to greet him, paying full respect for him. His serious demeanor didn't falter and just head straight for the lift, going to his office.

As he arrives, line of people caught his attention. He was about to ask what's it all about when he remembered how he command for them to hire new employees after he dismissed most of them. He wanted this company working as to the way he wanted it to be. So those who are not in line with his vision, he gets rid of them.

“Mr. Sim.” his secretary for this company greets him with a flushing cheeks. He kept his placid expression and wait for what she's about to say.

“We already started to interview applicants for the job vacancies.” she said trying hard to check any positive reaction from him.

Jake's eyes roams around carefully as she continues to fill him through the updates from the things he asked them to do. Slowly, her voice became muffled as his eyes get caught at something that made him utterly surprised.

He pursed his lips, brows furrowing hardly at the sight of a girl a few feet away from where he's standing. Her nervous face was obvious as she continuous to fidget with her fingers. Jake doesn't know what to think. He was so close to asking his men if he's starting to see things, but then he snapped himself back to his senses.

“Who is she?” her secretary snaps her head in a hurry to follow his line of sight.

She hesitates and look back from you and Jake, just to check if she's getting it right.

“She's probably one of the applicants for the job.” her eyes dropping over the folder she was holding.

Jake didn't talk and kept his stance. He resets his mind to come up with his new plan and for his next move. He was always careful and never reckless.

“Ohh...” his assistant talks with a tone sounding a little bit astound. He looks at her as she checks her file.

“Why?”

“She's being blacklisted.”

Jake's forehead furrowed at the information he heard. This thing was already common in the world of business. People that have power uses this method to make sure someone they don't really like cannot be accepted in any company they are associated on.

“Blacklisted? By who?”

“Mr. Kang.” she answered quickly.

There's a lot of Kang in the industry of business, but since he knew whose the main investors of this company he already have an idea which Kang she's referring to. It slowly lights up curiosity over him on what did you possibly do to make him so upset to the point he was making your life this miserable.

Was he your ex boyfriend? Jake couldn't help but to scoff inside his mind at the thought of what Sunghoon will do to him once he found out. He may lose his mind and make Mr. Kang regret he even walked this earth.

Jake sighs, trying to hold his excitement.

“I want her in my office in five minutes. I will interview her myself.” he announced that surprised her assistant.

He starts heading towards his office and she follows him, “But Mr. Kang's instruction is to not accept her even in interviews.”

Jake didn't say anything and just lightly cranes his head to stare at her. Chills run through her spine at the strictness that lingers through his eyes. She instantly regrets insisting about what Mr. Kang instructed.

“R-Right away, sir.” she bows her head in a submissive manner before politely excusing herself to do as he say.

He trudges towards his office while fishing his phone from his coat. His men follows silently, waiting for anything he will order them to do.

“Riki.” Jake sighs, despite the calm demeanor he couldn't help but to flash a small smile over his lips.

“What hyung?” the younger one sounds in a rush.

“I found her.”

“Who?” his response made him roll his eyes in disbelief. Is he that distracted that he forgot their main agenda?

“Sunghoon's obsession.”

The other line went silent. Jake even furrowed in confusion and checked if Ni-ki turned off the call, but no. It's still going. He put his phone back to his ears.

“Hey,”

“No way, hyung? Are you for real?” now he sounded so interested. He smirks, remembering how he reacted moments ago after seeing you.

Who would not react that way? Sunghoon's been searching for you for years already and to see you now is just amusing. So he really did saw you and not losing his mind. Jake felt relieved, but also a little worried of how things will work out after this.

“Yes. I’ll send you her details later so you can go dig for her informations again.”

“All right. I’ll be waiting.”

They bid good-byes and Jake started preparing himself for your arrival. He's sure that his assistant will escort you inside any minute now.

Jake's was an inch close to call Sunghoon and deliver him the good news, but he's smarter than that. He knew better than to spoil the moment and mess things up. Of course he wants his friend to see you and finally put an end to his miserable search operations. He needs to think things through and come up with the best plans in order to help his friend.

“Miss Aelia?” your head lifts up after hearing your name. The lady who asked you to wait in line from a while ago was in front of you. She's holding this folder and she have this warry expression on her face.

Your eyes glanced around to check what's up and its still not yet your turn for the interview. Chest started beating fast and you worry that things are starting to be messed up once again. Shoulders already falling, you looked up at her with a pitiful eyes.

“Y-Yes?” you are so ready to pack up and leave when she flashes you a small smile.

“Kindly follow me.”

A bit bewildered that she didn't sent you home, you managed to stand up on your feet and follow behind her. People sitting beside you were also confused but has nothing much that they can do.

She guides you towards this hallway leading to a more secluded part of the floor. And your heart sank when you read that its the president's office.

Your hand unconsciously reached over your skirt, flattening it a bit. Next is your hair that you fixed and just in time, she asked you to wait for a bit.

She enters the room and not a minute long, she peaked through the door then asked you to come inside. You nodded and gulped, feeling your throat getting dry. To say that you are nervous was an understatement. Your breathing are fast and heavy, like your heart will jump out from your chest. Your palms both so sweaty and your throat running dry despite the continuous attempt of washing it off with your saliva.

The officed looked a little messy, like things are being moved from here and there. Maybe because they have a new president, the office are being renovated. But any of that should be the least of your concern because at the center of that said room, was Jake Sim.

The moment you laid eyes on him, you are slightly shook. He was handsome, very handsome to be exact. He has this mullet length black hair that seemed so soft. Plump lips and big doe eyes that reminds you of puppy eyes. Funny, because for someone who have delicate features, he sure is intimidating.

You feel very nervous as you took more steps closer to his visitor's chair that was placed in front of his desk.

“Good day, S-Sir.” you stuttered a little as he kept his eyes fixed at your direction.

You can't really tell what's in his mind at the moment. His stares remained and you couldn’t help but to feel odd about it. He didn't say anything even after his secretary has left the room. It's already been a minute.

Something about his stares makes you feel more nervous and somehow anxious. The urge to stand up and leave slowly intoxicated your mind, but you know this isn't the right time to let your trauma from your previous boss take over you.

“S-Sir?” you tried catching his attention.

That visibly snapped Jake back to his senses. He cleared his throat, a bit embarrassed for staring too much. He cursed inside his mind, knocking his senses back to his system. He needs to collect himself and not mess this up. Surely it was fascinating seeing you here inside his office, but frightening you would be the last thing he wanted.

“So,” he draws in a sigh before grabbing a piece of paper to write on. “Miss Aelia, huh?”

Your head bops lightly and a short “Yes, Sir.” follows.

Jake scanned the folder he was holding. All the basic informations that Ni-ki had given him are mostly here. He clicked his tongue and tilts his head over to the side.

“Where are you currently staying?”

His question made you purse your lips tightly, contemplating whether to tell him or not. Various things clouded your mind, some of them even appropriate. You couldn’t help it, what happened to you in the past caused all of these.

“W-Why...”

Seems like the man in front of you noticed your expression so he was quick to pull off a small smile. He still looked intimidating, but it somehow ease your worry.

“If you’re living far from the premises we are to offer you a place to your convenience. Also a car for you to use to travel back and fort all expense will taken care of the company.” he offered.

You were caught off-guard by what he said. Is this how it usually is? Company aren’t this generous when it comes to new employees so you’re a little confused, but at the same time tempted. A place to stay sounds great and a vehicle? Sure sounds very convenient too.

“I live a bit far from here, Sir.” you answered that made him nod his head slowly, eyes trailing back towards the folder he was holding.

“Are you single or already married?” his eyes are fixed at your resume. It took you a while to answer that made him glance back up to you.

“Your benefits will be based on your civil status.” you felt embarrassed for thinking differently of his question.

“O-Oh! I’m single, Sir.”

Jake smiles and nods his head before resuming to reading your informations.

Its not that it even matter whether you’re single or not. In the end, Sunghoon will still do everything in his will to get you. But it’s good to know you are single, at least a soul was saved from his friend’s wrath.

“T-That’s actually great, Sir.” you managed to utter. His eyes lits up and lips lifts up in eagerness.

“So you’re accepting the job?” he sounds hopeful making you furrow your brows, addled with all of the things that’s happening.

“Y-Yes, but aren’t you going to interview me?” your tone sounded too soft for Jake. He knew Sunghoon will go crazy for it and he couldn’t wait for you two to meet. But there’s still a lot of things to take care of.

He lifts his head up to glance at you, tearing his gaze off from your resume that contains all the details he wanted from you. He shows a confident smile, making blushed a bit, getting caught off-guard by his visuals.

“I just did.” he shrugs his shoulders off in a relax manner.

Despite being a little confused as to how things just ended so well, you couldn’t help but to feel giddy to actually get the job.

“S-So I’m hired?”

Jake nods, “Yes. You can start on monday. Sounds good?”

Your lips stretched into a wide smile as you accept Jake’s hands. “Yes, Sir! Thank you so much! I will do my best and I will not disappoint you.”

He smirks and nods then watch how his secretary escorts you outside his office. It’s been two minutes since you left, but he was still staring straight at the door right in front of him. He couldn’t believe it.

He stood up and fishes his phone from his pocket, a big playful smirk plays over his lips while waiting for someone to pick up his call.

'“What?” Sunghoon hissed at him.

Jake scoffs, clearly not surprised to his friend’s arrogance.

“10 Million.” he started.

“The fuck you saying?”

“I’m selling you this new company I acquired and currently revisioning.”

This time, it was his friend’s turn to scoff at him.

“Ten Million? What? Is there some gold hidden in that company or something?” Sunghoon asks, very sarcastic.

Jake’s grin grew wider, wanting so bad to spill the great news to his friend.

“You can say that.”

Sunghoon didn’t respond right away and just thought of what his friend was offering. He may not be the best one when it comes to business, but he sure not a dumb person. Jake rarely sells him property unless it was worth it or he can benefit from it in the near future. He trust his friend.

He sighs, “I’ll send you the check tomorrow.” and ended the call right away.

Jake laughs and put back his phone inside his pocket. “God damn, this is fun.”

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is it over now? — yang jungwon

synopsis: after being gone for a year, y/n returns to her hometown, seoul. with the aim of recovering her lover, jungwon, she takes the risk of going to a party with her best friend. is her love lost forever?

genre: angst, literally

warnings: lots of swearing. mentions of alcohol, sex & smoking.

word count: 7.5k

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I COMBED MY HAIR for the twentieth time that night, trying to disguise the frizz starting to build up in my long, black hair.

the big white clock on the glittery wall of my small room read 8:30 p.m, and nari, my best friend, hadn't made an appearance at the front door, lacking even her usual honk – a playful annoyance i had come to expect. that only meant one thing: she was too busy swallowing heeseung's mouth to remember to pick me up.

gazing into the mirror, i observed my precarious false eyelashes, a skill i'd mastered over time, now unstable, poised to detach. the subtle pink gloss on my lips was barely distinguishable from the natural color of them, and my blush made me look like i'd been slapped in the face. god, when did i get so bad at makeup?

reminiscing, i once held the title of sephora's most loyal customer, just as i dominated every store that tested my mom's credit card limits. however, that was all before she whisked me across the country. precisely one year ago, i hastily packed everything, boarding the first train to busan – akin to a real refugee. was it foolish? perspectives vary. the optimal choice? perhaps not. regret? not in the slightest.

my mother took me to a small village in the hills, where people didn't live so much with materialistic things and the atmosphere was more conservative. my appearance, in turn, was much lighter and more natural while i lived there. that’s probably why now i couldn’t even use a bronzer without looking stupid. it seemed that all the beauty tricks i had learned from vogue had gone down the drain.

i was too focused on correcting my dark circles with concealer when a sharp, deafening horn blared through the house, causing me to shake completely at the sudden sound and nearly go blind from the concealer that had stuck to my eye. nari, that bastard. she knew what she was doing.

— tell her i'm coming! — i shouted downstairs with no response.

i hurriedly grabbed my bag, put everything i thought i needed into it, put on my coat, took one more look in the mirror and flew out the door.

when i got to the living room, i saw my younger sister, iseul, propped up on the big mint-colored sofa munching on chips and watching "the penthouse" for the twenty-fourth time. this 14-year-old brat never did anything at home.

— could you, hum, for the first time in your life, be useful for something other than finishing off my chips? — i warned her. the youngest just gave me a debauched, childish look.

— you've been back for less than 24 hours and you already want to be the housewife?! relax, sis. — the audacity!

— when mom sees this greasy sofa, i want to see who's going to relax. — i hastily closed the door. i knew very well that my mother would go crazy when she saw it. the chips weren't even hers, dammit.

iseul had always been a cheeky child, but i never thought that a year away would make her any worse. she was impossible to live with, and i hadn't even spent that much time with her since i arrived, but it was enough to find her unbearable.

i ran over to nari's car, the black hyundai was still exactly the same, although it had a few more scratches than usual. nari loved to go on adventures, she was crazy.

i opened the car door and the familiar smell of vanilla filled my nostrils. so many memories in this car, my god. it seems like yesterday that my first drink ended in vomit on these very seats, there's still a little brown stain on them. and that time we ran afoul of the police for attempted trespassing? that was definitely the best, don't ask me why. we were very angry and annoying teenagers, at least under the influence of alcohol.

— y/n, my love, how i've missed you! — nari practically swallowed me up in a tight, cozy hug, and i don't know how she didn't break her back the way she squirmed all over the front seat. i hugged her even tighter, i missed her so much. we talked every day by facetime during the time i was away, but nothing matched having my best friend in the flesh by my side. i had been looking forward to this moment for months.

i met jeong nari in the first year of elementary school, when before she was the best-known girl in the school, she was still the girl that wore glitter elastics and bottle-bottom glasses. she helped me rebuild my sandcastle when a stupid older boy destroyed it with his footsteps, and we've been inseparable ever since. nari was the funniest girl i knew, it was impossible not to burst out laughing when i was next to her. even in the worst, most inconvenient situations, i would piss myself laughing whenever she opened her mouth.

she was the kind of girl who didn't need to make an effort for people to like her, who attracted attention even without any intentions. unlike most of the snobbish girls at my school, who tried to make it to the top by being cheap copies of regina george, nari stood out for being the most generous, fun person ever. she could go to school in a sweatshirt and bobsponge pants and easily still be the prettiest girl there. when you needed her, she was just there. always there. that's why she was so well-known, so loved. she was a ray of sunshine in such a dark city. there wasn't a single day that i didn't admire her, she was the best person ever. the spotlight was always on her face, her gorgeous face. not only was she popular, she was also extremely intelligent, her place at seoul university was already guaranteed. she really had it all, she was everything.

and i... well, you could say i was just... there. unlike jeong, i was the most sociably awkward girl seoul high had. not that i was an 80-year-old who spent her free time reading books in the living room in front of the chimney, not at all. i was just...me. although most of my senior year knew who y/n was, i was mostly known "nari's friend". not that it bothered me at all! i loved going unnoticed, living my life quietly and not having my name on everyone's lips every weekend. that is, with the exception of this one, for obvious reasons. "nari's friend is back in busan after 1 year completely missing" will be in the local papers, if you doubt it.

— i missed you too, girl. — i kissed her on the cheek as i undid the hug, not even remembering that heeseung was watching the intimate moment. — hi to you too, man. — i smiled slightly while we shaked our hands.

— it's good to see you again, y/n. — he said, smiling. lee heeseung was the classic heartthrob from every cliché movie, easily having all the girls in the world at his feet with a wink. the perfect match for nari, literally. i'm not sure how the two of them met, i've only been told that another friend of ours introduced them and since then they've been stuck together with permanent glue. cute. too cute.

i snuggled into the seat, preparing myself for the short journey. we were going to my supposed welcome party, according to nari herself. but in reality, i knew it was just another of jay's weekend parties at his luxurious mansion, and they'd taken the opportunity to stick me there. seriously, there weren't even enough people who knew me to fill a party in a house that size. but i was grateful for the attempt.

i spent the whole trip gossiping with my best friend, and surprisingly heeseung, about my boring and uninteresting life in busan for the whole year. unlike normal teenagers, who used to have the best experiences of their lives when they went to another city or abroad, i had nothing. as always, my life was so boring. the most exciting story i had was when i had to chase a flock of sheep down a mountain and almost died. wow. they couldn't even hide how sorry they were that my year had been so bad, even though nari made hilarious jokes about my misfortune. they also gave me all the updates about our (un)loved classmates, and no chance that yerim from english class was pregnant?! and that miyeong had cheated on her boyfriend with her neighbor?! i swear, my school was definitely not normal. about three hundred rich, snobbish teenagers together in one place, who even thought that would be a good idea? every week there was a new scandal, it was pure chaos.

another ten minutes or so and we arrived at the park house, music blaring from inside. i was always impressed by jay's ability to convince his neighbors, all of whom were just old men who surely went to bed at eight o'clock at night, not to call the police. when i was little, even using my little ukulele in the garage at four in the afternoon caused problems. having money has its advantages, i guess. we all got out of the car after nari parked.

— now, let me look at you properly, girl. — nari picked me up and spun me around like a doll, making me dizzy with so many pirouettes. — oh god, you look so gorgeous!

and look at that ass! have you been exercising, like… mountain climbing? — she joked, making me turn redder than i already was with that ridiculous blush. while she thought i was hot, i thought i was a bit fat, but i would never confess that out loud.

she looked at me like a proud mother, as if i were her baby who had just taken her first steps or said her first word. she was just like that, more dramatic than usual. — seriously y/n, you look more beautiful than ever. — the girl repeated, and if i didn't know better, i'd swear that her teary eyes were real. i didn't understand what all the compliments were about, after all, i didn't look very stunning. i wasn't wearing anything extravagant or attention-grabbing. i was wearing a black mini skirt, which was almost not mini at all, a white corset that was almost crushing my bones, and a black leather jacket. the most basic outfit you could wear for a night out. there must have been at least ten girls in the same outfit as me in there. probably more attractive, but still.

i even tried to dress up a bit more and try to look more attractive, but the sequined dress made me look like a mirrorball, not to mention all the other dresses i tried on and they all made me look like what i did best: pathetic. i just gave up on the idea, preferring to go in a more comfortable way. well, apart from the fact that i wasn't very comfortable. but if i really came the way i wanted, i'd be laughed at. who would wear a minnie sweatshirt to a party? one way or another, as soon as i stepped inside that mansion, i was going to seriously regret my fashion decisions by comparing myself to the other girls, it was something habitual already. i didn't even have to go in, because the dress nari was wearing, which made her look like a real angel, made me regret ever coming. i was just...me, again. at least my clothes were good, but they weren't outstanding, like always.

i breathed heavily as we headed for the door, nervousness taking over my body once again. y/n, it was just a fucking party. a party that, by the way, didn't even focus on me. all i needed to do for the next few hours was smile and pretend that my months away had actually been interesting. as i was the most awkward girl ever, it certainly wasn't going to end well.

heeseung opened the big door, and the music that was already blaring throughout the condominium just blared in my ears, making me almost deaf. i walked down the long corridor with great difficulty, having to apologize every time i took a step for accidentally bumping into someone. for god's sake, there were at least a thousand people there. how could a place full of hormonal teenagers, dripping with sweat and with disgusting alcohol breath, attract anyone? well, i couldn't answer, because i only knew the answer when i was already under the influence of shots of vodka. while the alcohol wasn't injecting itself into my veins, which was when i become a completely different person, i just sat on the sofa, waiting for someone to talk to. i only became sociable under the influence of alcohol, something i started using to try not to be so introverted. needless to say, it went horribly wrong; i even had my stomach pumped. my parents still won't talk about it. fair enough.

i sighed heavily for the thirtieth time inside that house, when we passed the death row and saw someone we knew. it was none other than park sunghoon, one of heeseung's best friends and also one of the best ice skaters in high school. as well as being talented, he was also very attractive, although his jokes were never funny. we hardly ever exchanged a word, only in biology lessons from time to time, when he didn't know what page was in the book. apart from these interactions, i rarely spoke to him, but we had many friends in common.

— nari, heeseung. — the tall boy announced, greeting the two as if they were great partners. i mean, they really were, i just wasn't aware of his sudden closeness to my best friend. he looked at me, as if i were some kind of exotic animal he'd never seen before, and smiled after a while. — y/n, i see you're back. did you like boston?! — he said in a calm voice, barely able to understand his words in all the noise.

— busan, i went to busan. — i said out loud. boston?! for heaven's sake. he looked at me, his pupils more dilated than the milky way. well, at least he hadn't changed one bit. even though i wasn't his friend, all the students at seoul high knew about sunghoon's love for weed. and it was clear to see. he started laughing at himself. — yes, that's it, busan... did you like it?

i forced a smile, trying not to look unpleasant. — you have no idea. — he nodded, even though i was sure he hadn't heard a word i'd said. but it was okay, he seemed too drugged to understand, or drunk. i felt sorry for his stomach. and for him too, the next day he was going to wake up with a head heavier than a stone.

he exchanged a few more words with lee and disappeared like dust into the crowd, leaving the three of us alone again. nari approached me.

— hee and i are going to talk to the basketball team, do you want to come? — i tried my best to understand, the seoul accent not helping my thinking. the basketball team, although good at what they did, were too noisy for my liking. when they weren't disturbing everyone's class with the noise of their balls on the court, they were making a complete mess of the school corridors.

— no thanks sweetie, i'll be fine here. — i lied. no, i wouldn't be fine over there. i hardly knew anyone, not well enough to hang out at a party for a while. i wasn't even planning on drinking that night.

— are you sure?

— yes, don't worry, i'll call you. — i reassured her. did i even have a battery in my phone? i didn't even bother to check it before i left the house, what a responsible daughter i was.

she just smiled at me, probably tired of screaming in my ear, and the couple disappeared. i was completely alone now. i looked around. rihanna's "don't stop the music" was blasting everywhere, while all i could see was people rubbing up against each other. gross. i preferred to leave that pornographic scene and headed for the kitchen. well, at least the kitchen i remembered being in the house. i'd be pretty screwed if he'd changed the rooms.

i was hoping that the situation would ease up a bit in the kitchen, but it was the same, if not worse. people making out, kegs of beer in every corner, drinking games, some questionable attitudes, just another normal night in this house. i headed for the sink, where i hoped to find fresh water, which was all i needed at the moment. i don't know if i needed a glass or a whole barrel of it, but i definitely needed it. i filled a plastic cup, which was certainly covered in sexually transmitted diseases or questionable fluids, with water. i drank it in two seconds, not even realizing how thirsty i was.

i was about to put the second glass in my mouth when someone spoke up next to me.

— y/n. — someone spoke, and i immediately recognized that voice as more annoying than my algebra teacher. it was nishimura ri-ki, my seatmate. the most annoying person on this planet, universe if you ask me.

— in flesh and blood. — i tried to sound as nonchalant as possible with my answer, certainly failing. ri-ki was not only the most annoying person in the world, but also the most chatty. his soul was like that of a gossipy old lady, always talking. if she even said anything at all, it was only to pick on me.

— i can see my daily rest is over. — he said in a tone that was too sarcastic for my liking. i raised an eyebrow.

— i beg your pardon? who spends all their lessons talking about their lego cars instead of paying attention? — i asked, intrigued. he just laughed, something that wasn't very common in our regular conversations.

— that never happened. — he said resolutely. of course, it never happened. just as it never happened that he almost got kicked out of class for painting his fingernails. it definitely never happened.

— yes, ri-ki, that never happened. — he looked at me strangely, i probably looked crazy. his expression softened, and he quickly walked away with a slight smile.

— enjoy the party.

did nishimura ri-ki just smile at me? not to make fun of me, or laugh at my misfortune? boy, things were different around here. very different. i decided not to make a big deal out of it, i just assumed he was drunk too. i leaned against the bar and looked around, anxious for the time to leave.

i was bored, trying to recognize the faces around me, which by the way were all the same, despite slight changes, like how wonyoung was blonde or how jeno had stopped wearing his glasses. strange. i analyzed every corner of the room, remembering everyone who was there. i knew all the details of their lives, but they didn't even know my surname if they were lucky. if i hadn't become friends with nari, i probably wouldn't even be allowed in here…but god must have blessed me, he knew i'd been through enough humiliation. but it was still a bit of a shame. sitting on a balcony completely alone while everyone else seemed to be having the time of their lives wasn't much fun, nor was it new. it happened almost all the time, especially when i didn't have nari to distract me.

i was about to fall asleep leaning against the fridge when something caught my attention. in a far corner was a large group of boys, probably athletes due to the width of their shoulders. just like everyone else in there, they were getting drunk and definitely laughing out loud at something that shouldn't even be funny. it was a huge group, about 15 guys. i watched each one, fully remembering everyone. they were almost all part of jay, sunghoon and heeseung's group, which, by the way, was the most popular in high school. surprise? i don't think so. it was too clichéd, it felt like i was in a cheap version of high school musical. i'd like to believe that i was gabriella, but deep down i know that i was just an extra in other people's lives.

jesus, even that boy who barely opened his mouth, lee sohee, seemed to be integrating very well into that circle of friends. and soobin... hadn't he been transferred? i needed to catch up on the gossip urgently.

nothing was catching my eye apart from the large hickey on one of their necks, which didn't shock me at all, until i laid eyes on one of them.

suddenly, it felt like an electric charge all over my body, every hair standing on end. my heart, which was already heavy, accelerated to its maximum, bringing me close to a heart attack. it was like losing all the strength in my muscles at once, only not collapsing thanks to the support of the wall behind me. my lungs were deprived of air, causing me to gasp within seconds. it wasn't just any teenager, it was him.

his eyes met mine, and i could have sworn that for the tiniest second, the whole house fell silent. as if all the walls had shrunk and were crushing both my body and my soul. it was really him.

yang jungwon.

even in that dark crowd, i could see his features perfectly. my god, he looked exactly the same. perhaps a little darker, but it was still him. completely him. not an evil twin or a trick of my own mind, it was him. beautiful as always. my heart almost leapt out of my mouth when his smile fell as soon as he noticed me, as if i had sucked up all the happiness. well, i technically did. not at that moment, perhaps, but definitely a year ago, when i disappeared without a trace. when i left him hanging outside my house for hours, while i was already in another city. when i didn't answer any more of his messages. when i literally took his pure heart and shattered it into a thousand pieces.

the eye contact, which made me sick, only lasted a few seconds, as he immediately turned to his friends. but it was enough to make my emotions run wild. the regret of being there only tripled, i was about to throw up. all the memories of my actions were turning my stomach, it felt like i'd drunk a whole barrel of beer.

the world was about to collapse, i needed to get out of there urgently. i rushed outside, disoriented by the huge halls. i didn't even care about bumping into people anymore, i wanted them to fuck off. i just needed some fresh air to free my lungs, which were about to explode. i didn't have asthma, but i was faithfully considering a diagnosis. i ran in as clumsily as possible, narrowly escaping a glass of drink falling on me. don't these people have any manners?

when i finally reached a large balcony, it was as if a weight had been lifted off me. fortunately, i was alone. perfect. i sat down on the small purple sofa, crossed my legs and let myself sink into my thoughts. i was about to have a psychotic break.

yang jungwon, literally the love of my life, had pretended that my existence was null and void after a year without any contact. i mean, morally correct, he did more than he should have. if i had been in his position, i wouldn't even have bothered to look at myself. what was i expecting? a kiss and a bunch of flowers? after all the shit i've done? boy, i was really a fool. fool to believe that he would forgive me, if i didn't even believe it. i just talked myself out of it all year so that the guilt would subside. deep down, i knew i was more guilty than a murderer. and for a year, it was really the only thing i felt. something that consumed me every day in an exhausting way, eating me alive. just thinking about every call denied, every message ignored... my heart shrunk like a helpless animal.

i remember that day for the twentieth time.

it was early in the morning and i was clearly upset and fed up with my life. all i wanted to do was disappear, and so i did. no advance warning, nothing... i just vanished like magic into thin air. i tried to make excuses in my head, but there simply weren't any. i was just an idiot.

i was trapped inside my own head when i felt a hand on my shoulder. i flinched, startled by the sudden movement. i was about to punch person when i realized it was nari, great relief bursting from my lips.

— you’re here! i have been looking for you everywhere!

her face, which until then had been laughing, quickly turned into a sad expression when her eyes met mine. damn, was i that ugly for everyone to change their mood when they looked at me?

she sat down on the sofa next to mine, remaining silent for a few moments, with only the muffled sound of pitbull's "she doesn't mind" echoing in the background. i didn’t knew what to say.

— you saw him, didn't you? — those words came out almost as a whisper, as if she was afraid of my answer. i took a long pause.

— yes, i did.

— are you okay? — she asked calmly.

— i’m fine. — i said harshly. i didn't want to talk about it, because i knew i'd end up in tears. i didn’t want to be seen crying all over school on the first day back. actually, i didn't want to expose my feelings, because i knew that once i started, i'd never stop.

she came closer, enveloping me in a warm hug. god, i loved her hugs.

— you know i'm here for you, don't you? for everything. — she said firmly. i admired her so much.

— i know, nari, and i love you for it. but i'm fine, seriously. — she looked at me again. i knew that look. she felt sorry for me, as if i were someone without any hope. well, maybe i was. the hug lasted a few more seconds before i pulled away from her. the warmth of the hug quickly turned cold, the gentle wind giving me goosebumps. i was so focused on the situation that i didn't even notice it was freezing outside.

— he's in the garden. i saw him a few minutes ago. — and with that comment, she stood up and disappeared back into the crowd.

she knew perfectly well what she was doing, torturing me psychologically. she knew how much i wanted to talk to him, and how much i would fight against my will. if my impulses were faster than my neurons, i'd be out of here by now. but i couldn't, i just couldn't. i wanted it, oh god, i wanted it more than anything. but i couldn't. i just sat there, my ass already sore from sitting there for so long.

time passed and passed, and that thought didn't leave me for a second. i tried everything. i tried creating random couples on the dance floor, i tried counting how many blue plastic cups there were in that house... i really did. but it was swallowing me up.

i couldn't stand it any longer and got up.

fuck this shit.

i passed through the disgusting crowd once again, this time like a real hurricane. i was getting used to it. i ran as if my life depended on it, until i reached the garden.

just as my best friend said, there he was. on his back, leaning against one of the pillars of the house's white façade, watching the sky, which was full of stars. he was obsessed with astronomy. even from the back he was handsome. was that even possible?

once again, my heart began to beat excessively. my hands were shaking more and more with every step i took, my legs were weak. the desire to stay and the desire to flee were fighting each other in a brutal way. i needed to do that. i needed to find an end point. seeing my life flash before me, i leaned against his side.

— hi.

my voice came out trembling. i didn't dare look at him, but i could feel his eyes watching me, burning my face like lasers. i waited for an answer, but nothing came out of his mouth, as expected.

he took a packet out of his jeans pocket and took out a cigarette, lighting it in front of me. the act surprised me a little, as the jungwon i knew was the biggest hater of smokers. he was acting as if i wasn't even there. childish, but i couldn't judge him.

— ignorance game, got it. — i said it without thinking twice.

he let the air out of his lungs with extreme ease. the disgusting smell quickly reached my nostrils, making my nose twitch.

— i thought you liked that game. — ouch. the ease with which those words came out of his mouth hit me like a sharp knife. who was that and what had happened to my jungwon?

— i don’t.

— well…— he paused. —…i guess i was wrong.

— you are wrong about many things. — i attacked.

i was expecting a reaction, but all i heard was his laughter. even though i wasn't looking at him, i could picture his dimples perfectly.

— thank god that’s something that we both agree. — i didn't understand his metaphor.

silence quickly filled the garden again.

various things were going through my head, but no words seemed good enough to say out loud. i just wanted to end it once and for all. i turned to him, finally seeing his handsome figure, and then, at the speed of light, i let words slip out. i spoke so fast at that moment that i could easily be considered eminem's daughter.

— look, jungwon im sorry. i never meant to hurt y….

— stop. — his rough voice echoed at a higher volume, cutting off my speech in a harsh manner.

i tried again.

— no, let me apologize, i’m really sorr….

— i don’t need your apology for shit. — oh. he used a curse word. yang rarely used cuss words like that, it was a warning. he was pissed. i was fucked.

— i can explain, please…

— your explanation date has expired. — he just kept cutting off my hopes, one by one.

— please, just hear me! — the desperation was noticeable in my tone.

i was sure that if someone were watching this scene, they'd laugh at me. i was making a fool of myself. i looked like i'd gone back to the age of 5 and was asking my mother for ice cream in the supermarket. how pathetic.

— i’d rather be deaf than listen to your voice again. get the fuck out of here. — he was definitely losing patience. but i couldn't give up. each insult hurt me more.

— no jungwon, please, listen to me just for a second. — i was ready to kneel in front of him and kiss his feet. maybe i'd be stoned in a public square for my sins. i just needed him to listen to me, just once.

— if you dont go i will. — he gave me an ultimatum.

i wasn't going anywhere.

i stood there, about a meter away from him, static. i wasn't going to leave, not again.

realizing that i wasn't going to disappear from his sight, he just shook his head, turned on his heels and headed into the house. the roles were reversed. it would be comical if it weren't tragic.

my blood boiled. why the fuck was he being like this? i could feel the anxiety and fear being filled with anger. i was getting sick of it.

— so, its that? you just run from your problems? — i screamed with all my will, hoping it would reach his ears in the middle of all the noise.

he instantly stopped. it definitely hit him.

i saw his silhouette turn. he approached me slowly, without saying anything. i trembled completely. he seemed to be struggling with his own thoughts.

— who the fuck do you think you are? — it came out almost as a whisper. a gentle breeze that reached me like a hurricane.

i felt my insides squirm.

— excuse me? — i said, not believing it. i felt so tiny next to him.

— you heard what i said. — if looks could kill, i'd already be decomposing.

— who the actual fuck you think you are? do you think you are that important to come to this party wich, by the way, you werent even invited, and just decide that i exist again?

— you always existed to me.

— stop. im sick of your bullshit. — the only one who was sick there was me. i wanted to throw up.

— it’s not bullshit, i swear.

— oh really? thats not what it looked like in the last 12 months. — it was as if i had ripped the entire vocabulary out of my mind with that sentence. i didn't know what to say. i only could utter apologies.

— look, i’m so sorry, i didn’t meant to. i’m so sorry, i shouldn't have done that.

— no, you did the right thing. it made me realize who you really were. they only thing you shouldn’t had did was come back here.

i could feel the tears threatening to come out.

— i was very unhappy with myself, you can't imagine. i had family and addiction problems, all i wanted to do was get away from this place...i was losing my mind.

he laughed evilly.

— and you still have the nerve to accuse me of running away from my problems? i've realized what you are.

— what am i….?

— a fucking psycho. what did you think, hm? that you would come back and i would see you and your pretty face and run away to your arms? no y/n, im sorry to break your little fantasy, but that is not happening. im not doing this again. — he raised his voice, practically screaming at me. i could see how angry he was.

— you have to believe me, i never had the intentions….

— imagine if you had. — he laughed at his own joke. it was driving me crazy.

— i’m being serious jungwon, i never meant to hurt y…

— gosh you are so annoying! — he finally exploded. — for god’s sake! can’t you just take responsability for your actions and stop acting like a twelve years old for a moment in your life? stop trying to find excuses to it, just stop!

— i was stressed, okay?! my life was falling apart, i needed to go! — i was screaming too without even realizing it.

— right, how convenient of you.

fucker.

— you know what? it's not because your life is perfect that others have it too. it's not my fault that i wasn't born into the same world as spoiled rich people like you.

— my life is not perfect. — he shot back.

— oh really? i'm sorry, your life must be really bad for your only concern to be which car you're going to choose for your 18th birthday. i’m really sorry, it must be really hard for you, poor jungwon.

i vividly remember all the moments when i realized that yang and i were from different realities. like when he went to school by private car while i had to wake up every day at 5am to catch the bus, or when his bedroom was twice the size of my entire house. i always felt bad about it, even though he said it wouldn't change anything in our relationship. and it was true. but still, i felt bad everytime i stepped into that house. that seemed to move him. he briefly paused the discussion.

— yea, my life is fucking perfect. my mother died in a car accident three months ago and my family's company is close to bankruptcy. but you're right, my life is perfect.

i froze. i could feel his voice trembling. my god, poor jungwon. he loved his mother more than anything. mrs. yang was the sweetest person i knew, not counting her son. how come i didn't get this news? oh my god.

— i’m so sorry, i didn’t kn….

— that’s exactly your fucking problem! you didn’t knew! you didn’t even care to know! — he was in pain. he had every right to.

— don’t say that, i always cared about you!

— no the fuck you don’t, you only care about yourself. when things don't go your way, you cry like a baby. this is not a fairy tale, y/n!

my fist itched to punch him. he was being so cruel. but was he lying? no. i really was childish. there was nothing i hated more than not having my plans the way i wanted them to be, i lose a neuron every time something goes backfired.

— i’m telling you, i was in trouble. how many times do i have to repeat? — i was getting tired of screaming. my voice was already getting hoarse.

— and that’s how you deal with your shit?! you just run away without thinking about others? wow — he started clapping at me. — how empathetic of you.

— you wouldn’t understand me, i was afraid of telling you…— no i wasn’t. i just simply didn’t want to. i didn’t wanted to bother.

— i was your fucking boyfriend! that’s what we are supposed to do, be there for each other no matter what!

he couldn't get enough.

— i know it, i know you were! — i approached him, hoping to find some forgiveness in his eyes. but nothing, nothing but hatred.

— you’re right, i was there for everything. and if i wasn’t, was because you didn’t wanted me to. now let me ask, y/n. — he paused. — when was the last time that you were there for me?

he asked me the rhetorical question, remaining silent for a few seconds. — ‘cause if i can remember, you left me at my worst.

i had a lump in my throat. i could think of nothing. i couldn't do this for much longer. i was as fragile as a glass vase, about to break at any moment.

— i am so, so sorry. there hasn't been a day when i haven't thought about the shit i've done. please, i'm so sorry…— i grabbed his hand, hoping to find some sign of life in that dead love, some hope. but nothing, absolutely nothing. it was empty.

he stared at me for a few seconds, as if he were studying me. god... those eyes. they were the death of me. i kept stroking his hand, seeking warmth in the midst of his coldness.

for a moment, i could have sworn that something inside him changed, as if he had softened.

i was beginning to believe that his next move would be a kiss because of the way he approached me. i could hear my heart beating as loudly as the jbl speakers at the party. had i succeeded? had this story come to an end?

he let go of my hand.

— well, i hope that haunts you for the rest of your life. i hope it's on your mind every second, minute, hour, month, year, decade. i hope it torments you so much that it drives you insane. i hope you never forgive yourself, just as i don't. ever.

as always, all my expectations were violently snatched away from me by fate.

i was about to fall off the cliff, i mean, to be thrown off it.

— jungwon, it is not that deep. — the words came out of my mouth faster than my mind would let them. like a bucket of cold water, they fell on him like sharp knives.

his eyes filled with tears. i had hit rock bottom.

— not that deep, you said. — his voice broke. — y/n, i i loved you. did you even realize that? — he paused again. i was fighting back tears.

— i loved you with every bone, muscle and cell in my heart. i loved you with all my strength. i loved all your traits, both physical and psychological, even the ones you hated. i loved your fucking sensitive and stubborn personality. i loved your laugh and also the hilarious way you cry. i loved the way you tie your cords and the way you eat cereal in the morning. i loved you drunk, drugged, crying, sleepy and sick. i loved you from the moment i first saw you in the library. i loved you with my whole soul. and all you managed to do was kill that love.

tears rolled down his face like a real ocean, his face was red. even in that state he was the most beautiful boy i had ever seen. i didn't look any different, i had surrendered to my sadness from the moment he said the first three words. it was hurting me so much, more than any physical pain i've ever felt. not even breaking my leg in fourth grade made me cry so much.

— i loved you too, i loved you so much. — i confesed. i used to love him so much.

i still did.

he was the first and only boy i truly loved, with all my heart. he was the first boy i trusted with my body, my trust, my soul. he was the love of my life, but perhaps not the love for my life.

— no, you didn’t. because when you love someone, you don't do shit that hurts them. ever. and that's the only thing you knew how to do. — he was totally sobbing. we were like two children fighting over a toy.

— please, i know i hurted you, let me reward you. we can fix this, we can if we want…— i was so desperate. i couldn't let him go, i just couldn't.

he took a step back. shit.

— that’s the thing, i don’t want to. i never want to have anything to do with you again. i don't want to be near you, to breathe, to talk. i don't even want to exist in the same place as you never again in my life. do you hear me? i will ensure that your existence is as significant as an ant.

i felt like i'd just been hit in the back of the head with a brick. my vision was blurred, i was dizzy, helpless. my make-up was smeared and my hair was tangled.

it felt like my whole life had been sucked out of me.

it wasn't happening, it wasn't. it couldn't be happening. it had to be some kind of prank. the tears came out of me automatically, i almost drowned in them.

— now, do me and everyone in this town a favor and disappear. again.

and with that, he turned his back on me and went into the mansion.

— but i still love you. — i yelled one last time.

he stopped, and turned his head.

— that is your problem.

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"I kinda like it when you waste my time, 'cause it means I get to look in those eyes."

Waste My Time —Johnny Orlando

Niki X fem! reader

Warnings: strong language

Genre: fluff

"Niki! Come on!"

You rolled your eyes at the annoying shrieking voice coming from behind your desk. You returned your gaze to your best friend who sat in front of you leaning on your desk, her chair turned backwards so she could face you.

"Are you not going to do anything about it?" Your best friend, Eunchae, asked you, and you gave her a heated glare, shaking your head. "Oh, come on, Niki looks uncomfortable!" She shrieked at you.

You sighed, swirling your neck backwards so you could see what Eun was talking about. Niki indeed looked uncomfortable as he kept trying to lean away from the annoying girl's reach. You turned back around. "Well, if he's so uncomfortable, then he should ask her to leave by himself." You said, ignoring the pang of jealousy in your heart.

"Need I remind you that you like him."

"So what?"

"So?!" She shrieked again, lowering her voice once she realised that she had caught attention from some students. "So? Why don't you do anything about it? You've been head over heels for this guy since like middle school. And very frankly, I'm sick of you crying about how pretty he is everyday."

She was right. You were head over heels for Niki for a long time now. It had all started on that one day in middle school when your homeroom teacher made him your seat partner. You could remember it all too well how kind he had been with you, how he lent you his book and got scolded by the teacher, when you were the one who deserved the scolding. You had a soft spot for him since that day. But as time passed, Niki stopped sitting with you and soon became a lot popular, unlike you. You guys couldn't even be officially friends.

"So what am I supposed to do?"

"Go rescue him! Don't waste my time."

"I'm wasting your time?" You gasped in an offended manner. "Eun, do me a favor and shut up."

"Yes, I'll shut up. 'Cause that's what I always do. I always shut up." She muttered in anger. "But just so you know, there are many girls in line. It's not very far away when he'll have a girlfriend of his own, and guess what? You won't be her."

No matter how much it hurt when she said it, you couldn't help but agree to her words. She was right. You had been pining over Niki from such a long time, and he doesn't even acknowledge your existence. Maybe if you had been the one to strike a conversation, things might have been different right now. He might have been yours. But you just kept procrastinating in the fear of rejection. What if he doesn't like me back?, you always thought, what if he starts ignoring me. Thoughts like these always held you back.

"He probably won't even like me back. He's the popular guy, and not to mention how rude and cold he is." You said, partly to yourself. "He probably doesn't even remember my name."

"You're a loser." Eunchae spoke, rolling her eyes and turning her chair back to face her desk. You were definitely hurt by her unhinged accusations towards you. Your best friend had just called you a loser, and that too seriously. But was she wrong? You were such a coward.

"Fine, then." You huffed angrily, grabbing the back of Eunchae's hair and tugging to bring your mouth closer to her ear. You ignored her whine, completing your sentence. "I'll rescue him."

Your best friend didn't know where this sudden confidence had arose from, but she wasn't going to question it. Actually, she was too happy to question it. It had been long enough already, and it wasn't even like you were a shy introvert. You were bubbly and outgoing, only the fear rejection held you back. But not anymore.

You stood up from your seat, ignoring the encouraging chants of your best friend from behind you as you walked towards Niki's seat. The annoying girl, whose name you still couldn't remember, was still sitting beside Niki— too close for your liking.

"Niki-ya! Let's go out somet—"

"Hi, Niki." You cut the annoying girl off. Niki and the girl looked up at you at the interference, and you could swear you saw an ounce of relief on the boy's face as he noticed your presence. Jesus Christ, how uncomfortable was she making him?

"Yes?" He asked you, taking in your smile.

"Who are you?" The girl asked, raising a rude brow at your uninvited arrival.

You didn't even switch your gaze from Niki to her as you spoke. "I was talking to Niki."

Before she could protest against my answer, Niki beat her to it, starting to speak to you to avoid sitting with her for any longer. She was frustrating him. "What were you here for, Y/N?" He asked, making your heart skip a beat as he said your name so sweetly. You thought he wouldn't even remember your name, but he proved you wrong, and this was the first time you were so happy about being proved wrong. You cleared your throat nonetheless, ignoring the sudden zoo in your stomach.

"I was here to ask you about the project. Do we start working on it now? It's a free period after all." You said. Niki was confused by your words. What project were you talking about? His furrowed brows told you that he was being too dense to take a hint.

"What project?" He asked.

"Oh, come on, silly." You smacked his shoulder lightly, acting friendly. "Our history project, what else?"

He seemed to have caught on with your act, because his face lit up suddenly, and he chuckled in acknowledgement. "Yeah, right— our.. our history project." He let out. "I think we should start right now. I heard the deadline was next week."

"But— we had plans?" The annoying girl spoke but Niki had already stood up, hanging his schoolbag on his shoulder. Niki completely ignored her, acting like he couldn't hear her voice as you picked up your schoolbag as well.

"Let's go then, partner." He muttered under his breath, catching you by surprise as he grabbed your wrist and hurriedly took you out of the classroom. You could still hear the girl calling for Niki but he didn't seem to care at all. The only thing he seemed to be focused on was getting out of there as soon as possible.

As soon as the both of you stepped outside of the classroom and started walking in the busy hallways, he let go of your wrist, turning to look at you. You stared back for a few moments, waiting for him to call you stupid and walk away, but much to your surprise, that never happened. Instead, your childhood crush let out a small laugh, taking in your closed state.

"Why do you look so scared?" He grinned at you. You couldn't answer, you were too flushed to even do that. The pace of your heartbeat kept increasing the longer he looked at you with that contagious smile of his. When you still didn't reply, his smile dropped and he leaned down to match your height, now too close to your face. "I'm talking to you." He said.

But how could you respond? You had felt too confident when you agreed to rescue him but now that he was beaming down at you and standing so close, you couldn't find it in yourself to respond to anything he said. Ignoring the blood rushing to your cheeks at such a fast pace, you realised that you had to say something and that he won't wait forever. He was too popular to just stand here and watch you being stupid.

"I— I guess I'll leave then." You gave him a small smile, walking away from the awkward scene. Niki was confused, standing there like a deer struck in the headlights. She's kinda weird, he thought to himself. But not even a second later, he smiled automatically. But she's cute weird.

Without thinking twice about it, Niki made a slow run to get to you, grabbing your wrist once he did. You were sure your face would be looking like a tomato by now from how hard you were blushing. You were scared to turn around and face him, if you stayed any longer in his presence then you might explode from the butterflies he was causing you.

"Wait." He said, and you bit your lip, slowly turning around to face him. "You rescued me, so I owe you now."

"It's okay." You smiled. "You owe me nothing."

"Niki?" The muffled voice of the same girl from before was heard and both of you became aware, looking at each other with wide and confused eyes, conversing silently to confirm if you both heard the same thing or not. When you nodded at him with an amusing smile on your face, he huffed, making a run for it again.

"She's so annoying." He let out with hushed breaths as the both of you ran, your wrist still captive in his large hand.

"What's her name anyway?" You said while running, feeling his hand slipping down your wrist and latching onto your fingers. You tried not to let out a shriek of excitement from the gesture. Your crush was holding your hand. Your crush was holding your hand!

"I don't know. I zoned out after two minutes of her talking." He let out a breathy chuckle, your steps slowing down as the both of you reached a secluded corner where no other student stood, it was just you and him.

"Oh God, I'm so not athletic for running that much." You whined, huffing out harsh breaths, one of your hands on your knees while the other stayed in his grip. He chuckled at your answer, leaning his head against the wall behind him. Once you regained your breath again, you leaned your head back on the wall just beside Niki, your hands still intertwined.

"Do you wanna skip school?" He asked out of the blue, making you turn to him, only to find him looking down at you already. You had never skipped school before, so you found it hard to give him a positive response. But on the other hand, you wanted to be like a normal girl and say yes to spending more time with your crush. And so you decided.

Fuck being a good girl for once.

"Sure."

"What?" Niki was shocked by your reply. He didn't expect you to say yes to the offer, and how could he? You were such a good girl— turning in your classwork in due time, always showing up to class early, being soft spoken and what not. But none of this meant that you were uptight or shy, you also had a full-time job as a class clown. You were funny and bubbly, you were like a ray of sun that lost its way and somehow reappeared as a small fluttery girl. You were so perfect, that sometimes he had to remind himself that people like you could actually exist.

"I said, sure. Let's do it." You were grinning now, adrenaline pumping as you realised this was going to be first time experience for you. You had always wanted to ditch this boring school mid-day and leave for some ice-cream, but you held yourself back in fear of getting caught.

"C— cool." He stuttered out, nodding his head, getting out of the shock.

"But how do we get out?" You asked.

"Leave that to me." He grinned back at you, starting to walk again, your hand still stuck in his. You had no option but to let him drag you along wherever he was going. "I've done this a lot of times before."

A gasp shot out from your mouth at the information. "And you never got caught?" You asked.

"No... I mean, mostly, I don't get caught. But I did get caught once or twice." You wanted to laugh at how you couldn't feel anxiety brewing at his words. He confessed to this being a risk, but this time you were willing to take it.

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"I can't climb this!" You protested as he threw his bag on the other side of the tall wall. He waved you off, focusing on throwing your schoolbag next.

"I'll help." He smiled at you, sending a small wink afterwards. You tried not to throw up from the amount of butterflies you were feeling in that moment. Did he just— wink at you?

"It's not that, it's just..." It was embarrassing to even say it, and the way he was looking at you curiously, awaiting an explanation, it made you want to cower away back into your classroom.

"Just what?" His voice dropped a few decibels, now starting to sound more deep and serious.

"I'm—" You tried to speak, but your ears were turning red at the thought of saying this to him. "I'm wearing a skirt."

"Oh." was the only thing he could say, his own cheeks getting redder by the second. He wanted to slap himself for cornering you into such an awkward situation. "I— I won't look." He stuttered out, and you fumbled with your fingers behind your back, looking up at him. "I'll close my eyes." He gave you an awkward toothy smile.

"Promise?" You let out, pointing a finger towards him. He nodded softly, closing his eyes instantly, making you smile. God, how had you never known that Niki was such a goofball? How had you assumed that he was cold?

He joined his hands and leaned down so he could help you climb the wall, his eyes still closed. "You ready?" He asked, struggling a bit with his eyes shut but he wouldn't dare to open his eyes, not when you were trusting him like this.

"Yes." You said quietly, placing your right foot on his joined hands, your other foot stepping on a crack in the wall. Soon enough, you climbed the wall, jumping off on the other side with a small squeak.

"You okay?" You could hear him from the other side as you picked both the bags off of the ground. You yelled back a 'yeah', waiting for him to get here already. You heard fumbling on the other side and soon enough, he was jumping off the wall to join you.

Both of you grinned at each other at the successful escape from the cell called school.

"Let's go then." He reached out for your hand, holding it again. He just couldn't let go of your hand, it was too comfortable for him to let go. He loved the feeling of your small hand enclosed in his large one. Your hands weren't necessarily small, they were quite big actually, but his masculine enlarged hands made them look so small.

"Where?" You asked, walking with him hand-in-hand. You wondered what other people would think if they saw the both of you like this, would they think you are a couple? Even the thought made you happy.

"I don't know." He shrugged. "Just wanna hang out with you."

Blood rushed to your cheeks at his comment. "With me?" You talked, keeping your tone cool.

"Yeah, it's been a long time since we hung out." He smiled at you, tightening his grip around your fingers and making your heart flutter. "Remember middle school? When we used to sit together?"

"Of course. How could I forget?" You chuckled to yourself, taking in the fact that he actually remembered you. You had thought he wouldn't due to the fact that he basically ignored you after your seating plans changed and you started to sit with Eunchae. Okay, fine, maybe "ignore" was a big word to describe it, the word "busy" might be right. Because it seemed like he got too busy to even maintain eye contact with you, too busy being the hot and popular guy.

"I thought—" He bit his lip. "I thought you wouldn't remember."

"I wouldn't remember?" You scoffed. "Weren't you the one too busy being everyone's school crush to remember me? I thought you wouldn't remember."

"Why wouldn't I?" He laughed, before his tone lowered. "You're not easy to forget." He had said it quietly, in hopes that you wouldn't hear. But you did. You heard it. Even if you were trying hard not to show that you did, you had heard it as clear as a day.

So that's how time slipped, with the both of you walking around the city mindlessly, nothing on your minds when you had the company of each other. You both shared your experiences of life after middle school, raced a hundred metres (which ended up in him letting you win because you were too cute), and now you both were finally sitting down on a park bench.

"Do you want ice-cream?" He asked out of the blue, loosening his school tie.

"Sure." I smiled at him. When he stood up, you stopped him. "Hey, Niki, can I use your phone for a moment? I forgot mine with Eun."

"Yeah, go ahead." He nodded, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his phone to give it to you. You thanked him politely before he walked away.

You opened the contacts, dialing your best friend's number. You decided it would be safe if you could explain to Eunchae where you were so she could back you up at school. You knew you didn't have to put her up to it, she would do it by herself, but still.

An eyebrow raised when you saw that Niki already had her contact saved by her name. Another thought came to your mind from this, what if he had your number saved too? You had his number saved in your phone, and you were curious to know if he had done the same. So, curiosity took the better of you and you forgot all about informing Eun, dialling your own number in his phone.

Your eyes widened at the sight that came after that. He indeed had your number saved, but that was not even the shocking part. The shocking part was the way he had saved your contact. It was saved by your first name, with a '<3' at the end. He had put a heart in front of your name. Why had he put a heart in front of your name?

Still recovering from the shock of this, you pressed the back button a bit too many times, which ended up in you accidentally clicking on the photos app. You were sure that if your eyes got any wider, they would fall out of your sockets. But you weren't worried about that right now, what you were worried about was your poor heart because it seemed like it was planning to jump out of your chest with the way it was beating so hard.

He had a folder by your name. And all it contained were pictures of the both of you together, some of you alone. All the pictures were from middle school when we sat together. Some included the selfies he took with you, while some included candid pictures of you as you sat quietly and listened to the teacher. It even contained a picture of you sleeping, a cheek pressed against the wooden desk and lips slightly parted while you were lost in your slumber. You were so dumb to forget how much Niki liked to click pictures of anything possible.

You tried to manipulate yourself into thinking that it was just a hobby he had and he probably has a folder with everyone else too. But when you searched for any other folder in name of someone else, you were proven wrong. There was no other folder of anyone seperate. It was you. Only you.

"Hey, I forgot to ask what flavour you want—"

A shriek left your mouth at the interruption, and you looked up to see Niki standing there, his eyes wide at the reaction you just gave him. He was confused as to why you were acting so shocked, but when he saw his phone in your hand, the gears in his mind turned.

Oh no, he thought, did she see it?

"I didn't mean to— it's just— my hand slipped." You let out with every ounce of urgence in you, standing up and offering his phone back to him. "And I might've just seen how you saved my contact and that you have a folder dedicated to me but nothing else, I swear." You wanted to slap yourself for talking too much, but you couldn't just stop sputtering nonsense.

"Oh my God, Y/N, please don't think of me as a creep, I was just—" His face was becoming red in embarassment. His crush had just seen the things he had on his phone, it was downright humiliating. "I don't know how to explain it. Y/N, don't get me wrong here, I know it may seem creepy but— shit— You know what? You can think of me as a creep, so let's just ignore each other until school ends then we'll just go to college and you will never have to look at me again. I just like you so so so much, but I guess I'll live with it—"

"I like you."

"And then I can just kill mys— wait, what?" His eyes were widened as he finally stopped talking rubbish. What had you just said? Were you trying to murder the poor guy?

"I said I like you." I smiled up at him. "I've liked you since middle school." You were shocked at your own words, but you were feeling too confident to stop now that you had seen how much of a coward your crush was. You had thought that you were the one with the fear of rejection, turns out Niki was the one who was afraid.

"R— really?" He stuttered out, not believing what he was hearing.

"Yeah, r— really." You mocked him, watching as he rolled his eyes slightly at the mimicry. "God, and I thought I was a coward. You're even a bigger coward than me, Nishimura Riki. Couldn't you have just told me? Was it that hard?"

"You're one to talk." His brows creased as he stared at you accusingly. "If you liked me since middle school, couldn't you have told me? You are such a hypocrite."

"Oh, I'm sorry if I was too afraid that you would reject me. It's not like you had girls all around you anyway." I rolled my eyes, feeling jealousy brewing at you at the thought.

He liked it so much when you got all jealous and defensive. "Don't act all jealous now." He pointed a finger in your face.

"Or what?"

"Or I'll kiss you." He smirked at the shocked expression on your face before you regained yourself, looking up in his eyes with such a pretty look. He loved your pretty doe eyes staring into his, your nose and cheeks turning red from the mere thought of kissing him, and your tempting lips begging to be ruined.

"Then do it." You spoke quietly, stepping closer to him so that the heels of his converse touched yours and his hand inched to touch your face.

"Fuck it." was the only thing he let out before your world came crashing down along with his lips on yours. His hand found your cheek, cupping it while he slowly moved his lips against yours. Your hand was on his waist, crumpling his shirt as you held it in your fist. Your stomach was filled with butterflies as you stood on your tiptoes to kiss him back easily.

He only kissed you shortly, pulling away slowly to look at your face. You lowered yourself back on your feet, staring up at him with a small smile automatically taking over your features. He smiled back, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear.

"Chocolate." You said.

His smile dropped at your words. "What?" He asked.

"I want chocolate ice-cream." I grinned at him.

"Oh." He chuckled. "Right. Ice-cream." He stepped away from you, running a hand through his hair and walking away to the icecream parlour. But before he could even take two steps, you laughed, grabbing his wrist and turning him around.

He didn't get to react as you took a hold of his tie, yanking it down, making his lips crash down on yours. He hummed in surprise against your lips, taking a few seconds to relax down and close his eyes, melting into your touch.

This might just be the start of a beautiful love story.

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latriii · 10 months

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( 尤も ) NATURAL — riki nishimura ᯽

ʬʬ.O12-Rei’sSillyPlan.com ➤ SELECT?

After you graciously gave Rei a thumbs up on a plan to get Riki back into your love life, she knew what strings to pull especially with all the information she knew about Haerin and Riki.

She was the camps gossiper after all.

Rei silently made her way to the volleyball court just to find silly Riki playing volleyball with no other than Jungwon. A boy who would do anything for a chance with you.

Rei knew that of course and she knew what she had to do to make Riki jealous. But she also knew Haerin was making her way to the volleyball court to meet up with the boy.

Rei approached the court and asked Jungwon to join her in a “game”, the confused boy accepted as Rei knew he would.

“What do you want, Rei?” Jungwon crossed his arms while looking down at the shorter girl.

“Oh, nothing much. I just wanted the chance to show you how much Y/N likes you.” Rei smiled and then said much louder, “Especially when Riki is clearly over her!”

Jungwon bowed his head, suddenly understanding what she was planning. He then looked up and said with a chuckle. “You’re so obvious.”

“That’s the point.”

“I can easily make Y/N mine if I wanted but you know.” He paused, subtly glancing at Riki.

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᯽ .. ➤ it was natural to call you pretty, it was natural to approach you, it was natural to confess to you, and it was natural to like you. sadly for nishimura riki, his liking for you was meant from afar. riki had seen you at the volleyball court during the first day of hybe sport summer camp, since then— he developed a huge crush on you, word spread that a huge amount of people have. what happens when riki creates a plan trying to approach you in the most ‘natural’ way possible ..?

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dyfw-hleui · 2 months

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༶•┈⛧┈♛ MODEL-CRAFT ♛┈⛧┈•༶

MASTERLIST

synopsis . a fashion student searches for a model for an upcoming project and unexpectedly finds herself drawn into a sparking friendship. as they bond amidst the digital landscapes of minecraft, that connection deepens.

pairings . niki x oc || jungwon x oc || meow

featuring . enhypen , ricky + gyubin + gunwook + yujin (-zb1) , jaehyun (bnd) , soul (p1h) , kyujin + lily (nmixx) , and more!

genre . smau , heavy crack (or attempted idk) , college!au

warnings . can be suggestive sometimes , insensitive jokes , kys/kms jokes , fat joke(s)/mentions , eating disorder mention

taglist . @sparklovespink @rikislady @simjyunnie @starjunjun

status . ongoing + taglist : open 🤫

leehli’s notes . first ever smau.. um hopefully u guys like this idk im really delusional at night so i’ll update at night a lot more, me and @ehnkei gonna have a lot of fun feeding delusions ☺️☺️ (this smau connects to @ehnkei’s smau!!!! go check it out 😉)

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1. hater gyubin… 😐

more tba..

#enhypen smau #smau #kpop smau #enhypen #niki smau #riki nishimura #nishimura riki #minecraft smau #minecraft #riki nishimura minecraft smau #minecraft grind #niki x oc #enhypen imagines #niki imagines

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ms-no1kpopstan · 15 days

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Strangers

(I just stole the name from the song Strangers by Kenya Grace, it’s not actually related to the song!)

my work for the Polaroid love event @lilacnini and @nishions are having!

pairing: nishimura riki x fem!reader genre: angst and some fluff at the end wc: idk tw: breakups, strangers to lovers, pda, lemme know if there’s more.

“Let’s break up.”, your now ex boyfriend tells you. You feel the tears welling up in your eyes, threatening to spill. You bring your hands up to your face and wipe them away quickly before responding. “I’ll come get my stuff tomorrow morning.”, before you walked out of his apartment.

The second you closed the door behind you, you broke down as you started walking wherever your feet took you. You ended up at the park where you used to visit when you were sad or angry. Sitting on the benches always calmed you down. So you made your way to them and sat down, putting your head in your hands before a waterfall started pouring out of your eyes, as you sniffled.

Now, Riki was also at the park, to relax after studying for the entire day straight. He saw you crying on the benches and immediately went up to you. He didn’t know who you were, or why you were crying, but he just hated seeing people cry. It made him feel some kind of guilt, even when he wasn’t the one who made them cry nor was he even in their life.

He gently put his hand on your shoulder, and softly said “excuse me miss, uh I know that this might be a bit personal but uh, I saw you crying from across the playground and I wanted to help you out… so if I may ask, why are you crying? I’m not trying to be nosy but I just hate seeing people cry…”

You lift your face up out of your hands, revealing your puffy eyes, tear stained cheeks and dry lips. You sniffle before you give him an answer. “M-my boyfriend, we’ll n-now ex boyfriend, he started arguing with me and he m-made it look like my fault when all I d-did was ask him if h-he was okay. And he broke up with me after like a year and a half.”

You start to feel the tears well up in your eyes again. You shut your eyes tight, trying to stop them but they spill anyways. He pulls you into his embrace, warming you up, as you cried into this complete stranger’s jacket. He waits until you stop shaking to say “Are you okay miss uh…” he pauses, not knowing your name. “I’m yn. What’s your name?” You reply softly, still feeling sad. “Riki, Nishimura Riki.” He says with a smile, which made the corners of your lips turn up.

He only noticed how pretty you were now, too busy consoling you before to notice. Even though you just cried, you looked like a goddess to him. Little did he know, you were thinking about how handsome he was at that very moment.

The gap between the two of you was just a few inches, as you stared into each other’s eyes, your head in his chest as he was hugging you not too long ago. The gap started getting smaller as you both leaned in, closing the space in between the two of you as your lips met, moving against each other slowly as if nothing else was around you.

You closed your eyes to feel the electricity speeding through your veins as your lips moved against his. The loud beating of his heart mixed with the butterflies in your stomach was enough for you to know that he was the one for you and you were the one for him.

Who would’ve thought that your ex breaking up with you would have led to you meeting the right person exactly when you needed him?

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stariikis · 16 days

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𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 | 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 009

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“Yuting, Moka! What did you get into?” Sunoo lights up when he sees you and Moka leaving the classroom behind the many students filing out after homeroom. A sloppily folded piece of paper is in his hands, no doubt revealing which extra curricular he’s been accepted into. With just one glance at his bright smile, though, there’s no second guessing that he’s gotten into his desired one.

“WE BOTH GOT INTO FENCING!” Moka screams in his ear, grabbing his shoulder and jumping up and down repetitively. “I DIDN’T GET INTO BASKETBALL!”

Just then, a voice pipes up behind the three of them. Jungwon and Riki walk up, and the elder of the two pulls the lollipop out his mouth. “I don’t know you’re happy or upset about that,” he comments with honesty.

“Obviously I’m happy… this one senior wouldn’t stop catcalling me when I went for trials. You know what freaked me out even more? The coach told me that I’d be a good addition to the team. I’ve never felt more scared to be accepted into something.”

Jungwon appears not to have heard the last two sentences, his eyes wide with shock. “Who’s the senior? Does he need a beating? Absolutely disgusting?”

You cock your head at him and frown. Since when has he ever been concerned about Moka’s well-being? Even Riki, usually expressionless, turns to look at him like he’s grown a second head. And he’s his best friend – he should know him the best, right?

Gawking at him, Moka shakes her head slowly. “No. You crazy.”

Gratefully, Jungwon returns to his normal self and advances towards her upon hearing the derogatory term. “Who’s crazy, huh?” And they dissolve into an argument that doesn’t surprise anyone anymore.

“Anyway!” Sunoo says chirpily, ignoring the cat fight behind him. “Riki, I bet you got into dance, didn’t you?”

You swear Riki sneaks a glance at you and nods coolly.

“When are your sessions?” You ask, refusing to let the conversation fall into awkward silence. Luckily, Sunoo’s around, and Riki tends to be more talkative with you when his friend is nearby. Well, Sunoo’s usually nearby, but that’s besides the point. The three of you walk down the hall together.

“Monday and Friday, 3.15-5.15.”

“Mine are on Wednesday and Friday, 3-5!” You realise excitedly that one of the days clash. “I’ll come visit you on Fridays, then, after I finish.”

Though you miss the way Sunoo jerks his body away from you both and gags, you don’t miss Riki’s soft smile down towards his feet, even as he nods slowly to distract you.

Riki swipes loose hair away from his eyes, groaning as his legs give out and he collapses to the ground next to Jungwon. Vision blurry from the intensity of the dance he decided to showcase, he glances upwards at where his seniors are standing. There’s a flicker of pride in his heart when he realises that they’re all in awe, jaws dropped and frozen in shock.

“That was amazing, how did you go on like that for five whole minutes?” The chairperson of the club comes forward, and she places her hand on his shoulder. He shrinks away from it, uncomfortable, and tries to shake away the dizziness.

At that moment, the door swings open and Riki manages to make out Yuting and Moka entering. It’s 5.10, the clock reads, and they’re here to visit him and Jungwon just before the session ends.

“Riki! Why do you look like you just died?” Yuting gasps dramatically. The chairperson of the club takes a step back, a faintly disgusted expression taking over her features. An off feeling about her settling in Riki’s stomach, he looks up at Yuting.

“You try this dance routine for five minutes straight,” he teases her quietly, and gets up to his feet to show her the rehearsal video on his phone. Since the session is ending, the other students disperse and get ready to leave, but the chairperson remains and taps her foot against the ground impatiently.

“Who are you?” she asks in a near snap.

Yuting doesn’t even bother to look at her before responding sharply, “somebody relevant to Riki… what about you?” which sends her off in a storm. How childish, Riki thinks to himself and laughs. But it’s not at all different from what he experiences with Jungwon and Moka. He’s seen the most of petty fights thinking back to them.

“What’s got you in such a temper?” he hums, laughing your way. He’s glad she’s here. Leading her over to the side of the studio, he lets Jungwon and Moka fall into their usual banter. Flushing and following him eagerly, Yuting explains that she, too, has an off feeling about his senior. She then points at their reflection in the mirror, seeming to want to get off the topic.

“You wanna learn it?”

Riki gestures towards his phone, the video still playing. “I can teach you.”

And so they spend the next hour continuously collapsing into giggles when Yuting can’t execute a step without falling to her knees, and Riki has to repeat the same move a million times for her to finally get it. But an odd feeling overcomes him in a moment where he’s behind her, guiding her every movement. He enjoys the feeling though, fluttery and nervous, causing his hands to shake when he moves her arms to precision.

Amidst all the laughter and gentle teaching, Riki comes to a conclusion when Yuting turns around and smiles his way. Suddenly he wants to burst into an animated story of what happened that day. Perhaps he’s only talkative with her around.

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saursoob · 3 months

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OK HEAR ME OUT!! RIKI X READER WITH THIS PROMPT: "I know it was a dream, but I felt you here."

A/N: AAA THANK U FOR THE REQUEST SORRY FOR THE WAIT HERE IT IS!! (i made this before the fate tour ended so just imagine 😁)

synopsis warnings: niki is exhausted and misses you, crying, sobbing, sad, comfort, fluff

word count: 708

niki slowly awoke to see you only inches away from his face with a faint smile as you admired him, “good morning” you said as you kissed him on his forehead. he backed away quickly, his widened eyes in shock, “w-what are you doing here y/n?” you laugh at his question like it was a silly thing to ask. “niki what are you talking about?” his eyebrows tightened, “but y-you’re at home? you’re not here with me...” his eyes became watery as his confusion shifted into sadness. he was aware you weren’t actually with him. “i- i miss you so much y/n” he said as he pulled you into a hug, tightly wrapping his arms around you as he began to sob. “i want to go home but i cant. you’re home”

niki awoke in his hotel bed with dried tears in his eyes. that dream was too real, too cruel.

niki’s day went on and finally ended after another draining concert. exhausted, he sat on the hotel bed resting his head against the headboard, he sighs deeply as he restrained himself from crying. it was all crashing down, all the feelings he pushed aside towards the dream he had this morning all coming back to him.

unwillingly tears trickled down his face, he couldn’t handle it anymore. his heart ached, he was so physically and mentally exhausted and you. you weren’t here to make it better. he missed your touch, your kisses and cuddles.

he thinks that ultimately it could be worse. you do call and text after every concert but— its not the same.

shit. you always call after a concert.

his phone next to him lit up as the words on the screen illuminated “incoming facetime from y/n <3”

he quickly wiped his tears before answering and made sure his face wasn’t showing on screen to prevent you from seeing his puffy eyes.

he only showed the ceiling of the room as he picked up. “h-hey y/n.” he stuttered and his voice came out shaky. you look at your screen took aback, it was obvious something was wrong. you softly asked, “niki, is something wrong?” you could hear faint sniffing coming through your end of the phone as he responded, “no nothing.. i just— really miss you y/n” his voice sounded dejected, it broke your heart to hear. “me too.. i miss you too niki” he slowly showed his face to the camera, the room was darkly lit with only the lamp on, his cheeks a pink hue and had tears streaming down his face. “but- it’s different, i- i cant do this without you.”

you sighed as you quickly adapted to the situation you have to be strong for him and for you, but being honest seeing your boyfriend in this state made you want to cry as well. be strong. you have to find out what happened for his emotions change so significantly in only a days time. “‘ki- what caused this, i swear you you fine yesterday? did something bad happen?” he shook his head, “no, nothing bad happened..” “is that really true niki.” his lips turned into a slight pout, “its just i ..i had a dream last night that you were here. it felt so real and i knew it was fake. i knew it was a dream but i felt you here. it was such a cruel dream.”

trying your best to shift his mood you put on a smile, “i know its been hard for us but we can push though it, we have before yeah?” he nods his head to that, “yeah we did.” you giggle, “and we will again.” he wipes his tears, sighing dramatically as he rolls his eyes, “i do miss your kisses though” you laugh, “ill make sure to give you tons of kisses when you get home” he moves the phone extremely close to his face, “you better, i’ve been deprived enough” you suddenly come up with an idea, “niki get closer to the camera” he lowly chuckles, “uhh okay” as he approaches to get closer you rush to quickly kiss the camera “there a kiss” he lets out a surprised laugh before saying, “wait i didn’t get to kiss you back”

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theyluvsavi · 14 days

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im stressed so i want to write an au (not saying yet🤫) w saiki, but i lowk wanna do a bxb pairing sooo...

#bxb #tdlosk #kusuo saiki #saiki k #saiki no psi nan #kuboyasu x saiki #nensai #kubosai #au #nendou x saiki #kuboyasu aren #nendou riki #im tired #pls be nice #i can do male oc as well #ao3 #fanfic #ao3 saiki

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kankuroplease · 3 months

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I would die to see riki and kakuzu showing each other actual direct affection via cuddling, hugging, holding hands etc

A good payday or near death experience (for Riki) would insure that level of tenderness ✨

#ask #my art #kpz naruto founder au #kpz firestorm 🔥#kakuzu #Kakuzu x Riki #OC: Riki Uchiha #tw age gap

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filmofhybe · 8 months

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secret lovers ♡︎ | Nishimura Riki

other members: Jake , Jay , Niki , sunghoon , jungwon heeseung sunoo

SYNOPSIS : dating someone from another group isn’t easy especially if your an idol. What if you both get caught? Would you be able to face the hate or even receive support from fans?

Pairing : idol! Nishimura Riki x fem idol! oc

genre : idol life , fluff , smau

warning : none

a/n: personally this is my fav series I’ve ever done in my writing career. Is just so fun to write about. And also thank you for the amount of support from this series! Please also check out the warmth - LHS on my page!!