Idol: Byun Baekhyun ( EXO )
Genre: Angst, Fluff, High School Au, Smut (Maybe if you guys want?)
Warning: None (For this chapter there aren’t any, but it will get a bit graphic in a few chapters. I won’t go into any details for the sake of the plot, but I will be labeling anything that requires any reader’s discretion)
Synopsis: We’ve all seen that one person in the group that hates anything to do with romance and gag at anything related to love. That hatred doesn’t just appear one day- no- it’s something that accumulates as time goes on. Byun Baekhyun who is the school’s class clown who can befriend anyone within a second and can swoon any girl faster is fascinated by the new girl. She keeps to herself and refuses to bend over to Baekhyun’s usual flirtatious antics that usually have any other girl melting in front of him. What started off as curiosity lands Baekhyun into the new girl's crazy life.
Altschmerz, not Alzheimer's. Altschmerz: (n) weariness with the same old issues that you’ve always had—the same boring flaws and anxieties you’ve been gnawing on for years, which leaves them soggy and tasteless and inert, with nothing interesting left to think about, nothing left to do but spit them out and wander off to the backyard, ready to dig up some fresher pain you might have buried long ago.
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‘All happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in their own way’ Tolstoy hit jackpot with just the first line of one of his greatest works, Anna Karenina. In my opinion, this also applies to individuals as well. Everybody has their own story, their own unique sadness that is crippling to only them. My own sadness is derived from the same source for most of my life. Without any hesitation, it hits me like waves hitting the rocky shore. With each splash, it takes a fragment of the rock with it to the depths of the ocean never to be seen again. The constant slaps of the water become unnoticeable after awhile. Pain is felt by someone because of its short lifespan. For example, getting a paper cut will result in a few hisses but it will eventually become barely noticeable and you will return back to your original state. For me, pain is all I feel to the point it has become numb. That numbing pain is my original state because that’s all that I’ve known.
“Babe I’ll see you after first period I promise.” Smack! The brunette says after giving a loud peck to her girlfriend.
Ugghhh… That sound itself makes me gag.
The brunette’s girlfriend wrapped her arms around her neck, “Awww… but I don’t want to go to class without you. I’m going to miss you.”
My chest begins to feel warm as I roll my eyes trying to pass the diabetes-inducing couple. I try to hold back the sigh, but it escapes anyway. I can’t stand these high school couples that think they’re in their own rom-com without any discretion towards the human beings that are trying to live their lives normally.
The sooner I find the main office the sooner I can get out of this orgy of teenagers.
Just as I was about to enter the second building, I bumped into tall, scrawny blonde beanpole. “Ow! Can you not see through those balls on your eyes, or are you trying to get your lipstick on my new white sweater? I swear every time I buy something new someone decides it’s a good idea to ruin it. That it! I will never buy any more new clothes. It’s the thrift shop from now on. Did you know tha-”
“I am so sorry, but I need to find the main office so my ears won’t run down from your blabbing.” Wow… this guy I have no doubt could have gone off for the whole evening if I didn’t say something.
He looked down at me with a raised eyebrow and swung his palm in front of my face waiting for a high five. “I love you. Your sarcastic nature along with that attitude… I can see us being best frie- Are you just going to leave me hanging or…”
I just slipped around him having no time to indulge in any of shit. Still, with no clue as to how to get to the main office, I walked around for at least ditching this beanpole kid. Unfortunately, my neck swung forwards from his arm around my shoulders. “Did me leaving you not give you the hint of me not wanting to talk to you?”
Beanpole just waved his hand around, “Oh please, that whiny voice of yours is begging for affection, and I am here to give just that. I’ve never seen you before which makes your aimlessly wandering around complete sense.” He forced me to walk back towards where I was coming from, “You were going the wrong way Sassy. That my friend is the main office.” He dramatically extended his arm towards the door.
I wriggled out of his grasp and went straight inside in hopes to lose this guy. “Hey, a ‘thank you Jae’ would have been nice… Oh! I just realized I don’t know your name.”
“Yeah, cause I don’t want you to know it.”
“Ok,” he nodded his head, “but know that you will from now and forever will be known as Sassander the first- Sassy for short.”
I just about had it with this guy, “We’re doing nicknames-fine. Ok, Beanpole I don’t know if my hints for you to get lost aren’t reaching to your head up there, but can you please just leave me the alone so I can figure where the hell I need to go?!”
I turned to the secretary and got my schedule. Unfazed by my outburst Beanpole replied, “I will be your tour guide for this hell ride. Where do you need to go Sassy?” He grabbed the schedule from my hands and scanned its contents.
“Ohhhh…. You’re smarty aren’t ya. Calculus, chemistry, physics, math and THAT’S ONLY THE FIRST SEMESTER!”
Before he could announce the rest of my schedule to our immediate surroundings, I snatched it back. I sighed in defeat. This guy is not going leave so might as well use him. “If we’re going to do this, you’re going to have to drop the sassy and call me by my name. Y/N. got it?”
“Y/N…” He said it as if he’s getting used to the taste of the name. He smiled at me brightly and said, “Ok Y/N, let’s get going. Fortunately for you, I take chemistry with you so you can tag along.”
Before he could push me out of the office I asked, “You didn’t tell me your name. You ok with Beanpole for the rest of the year?” He replied with a snort.
“Park Jaehyung, but the sake of the hundreds of other Jaehyungs in the school, just call me Jae.” He just continued to drag me to a hallway lined with classrooms until he pushed me into one.
There were students already sitting on top of tables claiming them as theirs. Groups of friends that have been already established since elementary made it hard for me find an unclaimed seat.
Jae walked passed me as he waved at a guy with silver purplish hair. He waved for me to follow him and I did. As much as I hate to admit it, Jae is the only person I know from this whole school and the only one I can call a friend at the moment.
Jae sat next to the Silver purplish hair guy and nodded towards the seat in front of him for me. I accepted his proposal without complaint. The groups of people chatting away intimidated me. The fear of not fitting in hit me suddenly. I scoffed at myself. For a person who moves around as much s I do with my family, you’d expect me to be more comfortable with approaching others, but my current anxious state will prove you otherwise.
“Brian, this is Y/N. Y/N this is Brian.” Jae adjusted his glasses as he spoke.
Before I could say anything Brian hit Jae from behind. “It’s YoungK, not Brian. How many time do I have to tell you guys that it’s YoungK!”
Jae just laughed and leaned forward, “This guy has been trying to get everyone to call him YoungK since we started a band a few years ago.” Jae continued to laugh as YoungK kicked him.
“You guys have a band? You and Brian?” I’ve always loved small bands. They have the sincerity to them that most popular artists fail to have. I wanted to join one so bad for years.
YoungK groaned. Jae’s laughter got louder. “Brian…. Oh man… Did I tell you that…I love you?” He tried to speak as he was laughing.
“Anyways can you tell me about your band?” YoungK glared at me while Jae was still laughing his head off.
I knew I wouldn’t be getting any answer anytime soon so I turned around waiting for the teacher to arrive and finally start this day already. With still 10 minutes until class starts, I grabbed my earbuds and closed my eyes as I listened to the traditional Chinese instrumental music.
The instruments were drowning the world around effortlessly. My fingers followed along with the tune.
My relaxation was interrupted my knock on my desk. At first, I ignored it and pretended to not acknowledge the presence in front of me. I could all of a sudden feel someone inching towards my face. The stranger's breath was fanning on to my face by the time I opened my eyes.
A boy with soft dark chocolate eyes was staring at me. The front of his black bangs was fluttering softly against my forehead. His slightly pink tinted lips lifted upwards to a hint of a smile. The way he was looking at me could have melted me without a second thought if it weren’t for the fact that he stopped my little relaxation session. “I’ll give you to a count of three for you to get you large head out of my field of vision.”
Thump! I slammed my forehead against the guy. To be fair I did give him three seconds. The class that was minding to their own social groups had their full attention on the boy on the floor holding his head groaning in pain.
Another guy-presuming this boy’s friend- stepped forward towards me, but was immediately stopped by a shorter boy with a buzzcut. His large eyes were staring at as a warning to not pull any more stunts and I just turned the volume of my phone.
The boy on the floor rose up and plucked my earbuds from my ears and placed his face in front of my face once more. I started learning towards his face and just as I was about few centimeters away from his plump lips, I was pulled back by a hand. “Sassy I need you to hold in any remarks you have about this guy unless you want to be public enemy number 1,” Jae whispered against my ear. It took everything in me to not punch his perfectly sculptured nose, thinking about how I should at least be civil with the people I’m going to graduate with this year. My voice reflected my seething emotions, “Could you please give them back to me.”
The dark haired boy gave me no reply and just kept his hint of a smile on his face- mocking me. I turned my head sidewards towards Jae, “Who the hell is he?”
“Byun Baekhyun, just the most beloved person in school. I’ll tell you everything later, just don’t do anything stupid.”
I reached out towards the dangling earbuds, but he pulled them back. Now I had just about enough with this guy.
Three loud thuds echoed through the room. The sound came from the stick held by a middle-aged man in front of the teacher’s table. The students bolted to their seats without any objections. Baekhyun kept dangling my earbuds playfully knowing I was watching him as he took his seat.
The teacher began introductions about senior year and important information for students, but all I could zone in on was Baekhyun staring back at me with his small smile turned into a smirk. I knew I was playing right into his tricks with me being annoyed and giving him the attention he craves, but I couldn’t resist. There was a part of me that just wants to grab him to give him a sucker punch and at the same time stare into those soft chocolate eyes.
(A/N: I don’t know why but I couldn’t get this gif out of my head when I was writing this part :D)
Determined to not give into his mind games I returned my attention back to the teacher in front of the class. Even though I wasn’t staring at Baekhyun anymore, I couldn’t help but replay the way he was staring at me and the way his breath was fanning across my face. One thing is for sure, this boy Byun Baekhyun is going to get a piece of my mind sooner or later.
A/N: Hey guys, this series has been in my drafts for a long time (along with my other series rotting in there). After some time, I decided to post this up cause why not? If people read this and like it, fine, but if they don’t, that’s fine as well. I just decided this to be my way of doing at least of the things I love again. Thank you so much to anybody who decided to read this. Even a little tap to like this would mean the whole world to me, and if you don’t want to flood your likes list with this crap, maybe message me or something? (Just so I know some like this?”
I was wondering if I should write some parts of the story in Beakhyun’s point of view. Although this series itself is centered on Y/N, I also wanted to bring out some of Barkhyun’s thoughts into some of the situations throughout the story. If you guys have any thoughts on this, give me a message or an ask.
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