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ISSHUKAN FRIENDS . | PARK JIHOON

SUBTITLE: ONE WEEK FRIENDS

- admin xion

genre: fluff with v smol angst member: park jihoon word count: 1, 569 requested: no side notes: !! i personally loved one week friends so here we go

prompt: due to a case of amnesia, you only remember your friends for a week and that’s why you’re distant from everyone else until park jihoon attempts to become your friend

SHOUJO SERIES

where admin xion rewrites plots of shoujo animes and replaces the characters with wanna one members [won’t be exactly similar to the anime]

seongwoo : ao haru ride daniel : kaichou wa maid sama guanlin : kimi no na wa woojin : tonari no seki jinyoung : hotarubi no mori e minhyun : orange

after school, you were asked to clean the chalkboard and wipe it down with a rag since you were staying after school anyways to study

accepting the offer, you embraced the quiet air, although it did feel a bit odd since usually the halls were filled with chatter

you noticed a boy after class who stood at the doorway as you were cleaning down the chalkboard

he stood there and stared at you for a while

his mouth made an ‘o’ shape as though he was in shock

“y-yes?” you mumbled softly

“not-thing!” he blurts as he runs off

staring at the same place he stood, you stood there a bit blank

you remembered the look on his face

his slightly pink cheeks as this rosy lips were in a shape of an o

his hair was dyed a light pastel pink in which you admired a lot

you didn’t notice that you were smiling a bit

softly sighing, you snapped yourself back into reality and continued cleaning the chalkboard

“don’t get attached,” you mumbled to yourself

the next day, you were sitting in class during lunch

everyone was in their own cliques as you were eating by yourself

sadly, you were used to this feeling

every time someone approached you, you’d give blunt answers

they’d label you as rude and mean when in reality, you just didn’t want to get close to them

out of the nowhere, the same pink haired boy randomly sat next to you with his lunch

he ate his lunch in silence as you did so as well

there was an awkward tension in the air

you scooted your seat to the left, going a bit further away from him as he did the same as you two were in the same distance you were originally

you repeated this process as the pink haired boy repeated

this continued on for quite a few seconds until you fell off your seat and landed on your back

“are you okay?!” the pink haired boy asked nervously

you nodded as he held out a hand, offering to help you get up

accepting it, you got up with his assistance as his hand wouldn’t let go of yours and he was just staring at you without even noticing it

looking at the ground, you didn’t notice that your cheeks were pink either

once the pink haired boy noticed, he instantly let go of your hand and scratched the back of his neck

“my name is jihoon! i’m in the class next door,” he spoke with a smile on his face

clueless, you nodded

“i’m-”

“y/n” he interrupts

“wait- i didn’t mean that in a creepy wa-”

“it’s okay,” you interrupt as well

you didn’t seem to notice that you were both blushing at this point

but when you did, you could feel your heart being pulled down by an anchor as a sigh escaped from your lips

“i-i have to go,” you blurted out of the nowhere

quickly packing up your things, you left the classroom as jihoon was left there by himself

the weekends past as you wake up to your alarm clock

looking at the date it was a monday as you sighed to yourself, hoping that past you didn’t make any friends

going to school approached a pink hair boy

you could feel your heart beating and claimed it was because you were scared by the fact if you did make a friend

was that really the reason?

possibly

“you left this on your desk the other day,” he spoke as he hands you a pair of silver chopsticks

you lowkey cursed to yourself because who the fuck just forgets chopsticks

you took them out of his hand and thanked him, walking off

the pink haired boy approached you again, this time where you were entering the school as your heart began racing

“hey uh- you’rereallyprettyokaybYE” he blurts as he runs off

you stood there a bit shocked as your cheeks turned a tint of pink

“who is he?” you mumbled to yourself

the next day the same pink haired boy came up to you again

this time, you were a point annoyed

did you make a friend?

“hey y/n-”

“i’m sorry but, are we friends?” you asked softly

but those words to him felt like a thousand knives stabbing his skin

“oh i-i’m sorry i didn’t mean to bother you or- uh,” the pink haired boy stuttered, scratching the back of his head

you could feel a wave of guilt rush over you as you shake your head, in attempts to calm him down

“don’t worry! i- i just have bad memory,” you lied

his mouth formed an ‘o’ shape as he became even more flustered than he originally was

maybe your lie didn’t work out in the end

but then you telling the truth would be too burdensome

“my name is j-jihoon!” he blurts in a soft but happy tone as you couldn’t help but smile to how cute he was

“nice to meet you,” you said without thinking twice

“we’ve met before,” he replies, also without thinking twice

you froze

did you really make a friend last week?

“ah,” you replied softly

suddenly, jihoon began dragging you by the wrist and running off to somewhere

well not just somewhere, he ended up taking you to the school store (yis school stores exist) and quickly bought a small journal, giving it to you with the sweetest smile

slowly, you accepted it in confusion, flipping through the pages

“what is this?”

“a journal! so you can write down everything and if you forget it, just read it!” he spoke happily

it was a grid paper journal

the thought of it made you smile as you found yourself accepting it

going home, you kept staring at the journal

at first, you were a bit hesitant

can you really depend on this single journal?

if so, you’d be able to make friends without forgetting them

but what if something happens and you forget them?

but at the same time, you had this little voice screaming inside of you wanting to go home as quick as possible to write down about this day

maybe you could depend on this journal

and maybe you could start depending on jihoon as well

throughout the rest of the week, you’ve been jotting down everything that happens and slowly begin opening up to jihoon

whenever you read over the journal, you’d see how almost all of your notes are just about jihoon

and yeah- you made a few mutual here and there but

nothing about them

just jihoon

looking at the date, your heart became a bit heavy

monday was coming and that’s where you’d forget about your friends

all your memories with him

and you’d be force to believe what past you has written

it’s so easy to just claim that you’ll remember

but will you really?

you specifically placed the book on top of your desk

besides the book is your phone, so every time you go get your phone, you’ll see the book and hopefully open it

monday soon came as you woke up with no memory of-

who?

getting out of bed, you picked up your phone and headed into your washroom, brushing your teeth

you felt like you were forgetting something

but aren’t you always?

going to school, a pink haired boy came up to you with the sweetest smile that almost melted your heart a bit

for some reason, this feeling felt familiar, but you couldn’t put your finger on it at all

“how was your weekend y/n?” he asks

how does he know my name? you asked to yourself

did i make friends?

or is this just someone who’s trying to use me and pretends to knows me?

or am i just overthinking?

“y/n?” the pink haired boy asked again

“huh? oh- i...” you trialed off your sentence as you naturally began playing with your fingers

the pink haired boy seemed to notice and sighed a bit

“do you have amnesia?” he blurts out of the nowhere

instantly, you covered his mouth and dragged him away from everyone else

“sHH DON’T JUST ASK THOSE TYPE OF STUFF OUT LOUD!” you yelled while whispering at the same time (?)

“i gave you a journal for you to write about your days in it so you’d forget less,” the pink haired boy spoke

is this what i was forgetting?

“y-you did?” you mumbled

“mmhm! it doesn’t seem like you remembered,” the pink haired boy mumbled quietly to himself

“i’m s-sorry! i didn’t m-mean to,” you began stuttering as guilt took over you once again

“it’s okay! i’ll continue to introduce myself every single time you forget who i am!” he says in a happy tone

you laughed a bit since those words itself sounded a bit odd

“i’m jihoon! and you have the prettiest laugh- wait i said that out loud,” he says as your laugh becomes bigger

he shakes you hand as you ended up going home soon enough

jihoon attempts to remind you about everything you two did together last week

you rushed home and headed into your room, finding the journal on your desk

you opened it to the first page and smiled to yourself

‘THIS JOURNAL WAS GIVEN TO YOU BY PARK JIHOON, THE BOY WITH PINK HAIR AND A CUTE SMILE!’