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— 99 problems ,, yang jungwon

엔하이픈 !! “i’ve got 99 problems but you aren’t one of them.”

sum. where in a troubled girl meets a small town boy and he fixes something that he didn’t break.

genre. mc x jw ‧ mc x nk ‧ fluff ‧ bit of angst ‧ friends to lovers ‧ wholesome & offbeat ‧ slowburn

desc. Choi A-yeong has a major attitude problem. So when her dad sends her from riches to rags from their mansion in the city, to the countryside with an aunt she's never met just to set her straight, she finds and takes any means to get out.

However things take a turn when she stumbles upon the town's milkman, Yang Jungwon, and he teaches her a thing or two about bike rides, hike trails, and the simple pleasures of town life.

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﹒⌗﹒🚲﹒౨ৎ˚₊‧ CHAPTER ONE!!

chap preview. A-yeong gets familiar with the area and meets an intriguing stranger.

note. there’s a prologue before this so click the library to be directed to it !!

# CHAPTER ONE — “Home Unsweet Home.” .𖥔 ݁ ˖

THE TOWN WAS a small country town where-in everyone knew everyone. It was where the sun shined brightest—or at least it felt that way—and where the air smelled the most clean and crisp it had ever been.

The buildings in the area—'downtown' as they called it—were old and slight. Unlike those in city that towered 200 feet and reached up all the way to the clouds, buildings here were only typically 3 stories tall with cheap chipping paint and nearly withering shop signs, blinking the last of their power.

There was a sort of loveable quirk to the off-beat nature of it that made anyone appreciate the simple and slow essence of the country life.

Well, to some at least. To A-yeong it was just dreadful.

The vexed girl drove from the 'Gro_ery S_ore' where Jake had dropped her off, to the resident villages that were only about 20 minutes away by car—but were in actuality 30 because of how many turns she had missed all thanks to Su-ho's delayed instructions.

While A-yeong imagined bashing her head on the wheel a hundred times, the old lady babbled on about their family history, and how there was apparently a heated discourse between their ancestors and could explain why one family was rich and the other poor.

If A-yeong was being honest, she didn't really listen to the story because her mind was pre-occupied with thoughts.

Thoughts like 'get me out of here' and 'Stupid Jake, he's an idiot', as well as other thoughts and curses of the sort.

It wasn't very pleasurable thoughts.

The house was a small house deserted in the middle of nowhere—all the 'nearby' resident houses were in a considerable distance, the nearest one at least a five minute walk away.

There was green everywhere—small trees circled the land where the quaint house sat. It was like a little hut; a little Korean Hanok that dated back centuries. There were a trail of flower bushes and a variety of plants that surrounded the front and carved a path to the front door.

To the right side, a trail led to a space for a small pond, complete with a wooden bench that was withering away with use and lack thereof.

It was homey, if there had to be a word to describe it. And it was definitely small and simple, something that A-yeong wasn't familiar with as she had lived in a mansion all her life where everything was grand and luxurious.

She tried to find something familiar to compare the two lifestyles and found none. She didn't really know if that meant it was a good thing or bad thing, yet.

A-yeong grabbed the groceries from the trunk and carried them through the path, following after Su-ho. She offered to carry the plastic bags herself as some of them had holes that dripped with water along with some other greasy liquid. She figured it was a lot easier and faster if she carried it herself.

Su-ho unlocked the aluminum screen gate that protected the white chipping wood of the front door, holding it open as A-yeong's hands were occupied.

Inside, the house was humid and packed with bits and bobs, and shelves and containers of all sorts of hobbies and collections.

There was one container filled with fabric and fabric scraps, an old sewing machine next to it on top of a dusty side table. There were also some boxes with old toys and clocks, broken and untouched for years.

—Yes, it was dusty. There were dust particles everywhere and A-yeong noticed that she was inhaling all of it. She could feel it all burning in her nostrils, itching in her throat and dancing in her lungs, a disease party in her respiratory system.

Su-ho seemed to notice the said dust and wafted the air in front of them, clearing the path as if it would make any of it less.

"Ahh so dusty! Set that down over there on the table and feel at home. I'll make you strawberry jam sandwiches!"

Su-ho skedaddled to the tiny kitchen and opened the old cupboards for jam while A-yeong put down the groceries on the white, also chipping dining table.

"Go explore the house, your room is the farthest in the hallway. Don't go into my room, or else I'll put something in your sandwich." Su-ho added in the end, trying to look scary with the butter knife in her hand. She was certainly an... eccentric character.

There were three doors down the hallway to the left: One on the right side of the hall slightly ajar, so she took a quick peak to check and deciphered it was a bedroom—Nan's bedroom, which was off limits, and with Nan just a few feet away she didn't even try going inside.

The door opposite of Nan's bedroom was closed, so she pushed the rusty doorknob open revealing the meager bathroom. The tiles on the wall were a cool mint green color and there was only little space for a toilet, small sink, and a cramped shower complete with a patterned flower shower curtain.

A-yeong sucked in a breath and tried not to cry. She had never seen or even been in a room so small. She couldn't even imagine what her next showers would look or even feel like. Suffocating, she thought.

The last room (her room, apparently) was of moderate size. There was a big window that engulfed the whole room in sunlight. A twin bed was pushed next to the wall underneath the said window and there was a plastic dresser right next to the door. There were also plastic bags on one side of the room filled with used clothes and some broken planks balanced upright, nowhere else to put. Until her arrival, the room was most likely unoccupied and used for storage space.

A-yeong could feel the afternoon sun drenching the already humid room, so she figured the small beaten fan on top of the dresser would potentially try to compensate for that.

When A-yeong came back to the living room Su-ho was dragging along the girl's luggage through the front door with much struggle. For the woman's size the luggage was definitely too heavy for her to carry. A-yeong saw this and tried to help—which made it the second time that day that she was doing something for someone.

"What've you got in that bag, huh?" Su-ho heaved. Her forehead was already beaded in sweat, the wrinkles on her face absorbing them.

"More of those boots and chains? I'm tellin' ya honey your ain't gonna last long."

It certainly didn't seem like A-yeong would last long in such a hot, cramped, dusty and boring space for the next 2 months, or even, the next few weeks. But, like every average teenager, at least she has her phone to make it all bearable...

"Crap."

Nan Su-ho raised a brow. "Excuse me?"

"My phone... I don't have my phone," A-yeong said as she patted her pockets for the little glowing box, raising panic in her when she didn't feel that familiar shape.

Su-ho, on the other hand, saw this matter as nothing to be panicked about at all. After all, she herself never had a smart phone. She would much prefer to use the landline and the good old fashioned TV for entertainment.

"If you need a call we have a landline, and if you're bored there's a TV."

Su-ho added, "There isn't phone signal here anyway so it's not like you can use it, if you had to."

Great. Just great.

All that she had were clothes she couldn't even wear, a black Mercedes that meant nothing around here, and.. that was it, basically. And a place to live in, barely.

And strawberry jam sandwiches.

A-yeong munched on the sandwiches that Su-ho made for her and they tasted surprisingly better than the usual ones she had at home that were bought in the high-end groceries. She lifted the glass jar and noticed that the strawberries were big and looked a lot more fresh than usual. The jar itself didn't have a label.

Perhaps she was just hungry, and angry, or hangry, but she had 2 or 3 before she could even notice that her face was stuffed and she was full.

To this, Su-ho just laughed and washed the plate that was only left with crumbs.

"What did you put in there to make it taste so good?" A-yeong asked curiously, cheeks still stuffed. It made Su-ho smile how innocent the girl seemed when she was anything other than cranky.

"Grew and cut them myself in the garden out the back." Su-ho answered.

"Y'know, I supply the jams for the bakery down the street. You should go check it out and get familiar with the area." Su-ho suggested, drying her hand with a towel and placing it back on the faucet once she finished washing the dishes.

She then leaned her back on the counter, quirking an eyebrow. "Unless you have other stuff to do?"

──── ୨୧ ────

Down the street about a 15 minute walk away, or a measly 5 minutes by car, was a livelier area thoughtfully cluttered with houses and buildings. The streets dispersed in several directions and it looked like a clean suburban village, with small and quaint korean hanok houses, as well as charming shops.

A-yeong slowed down the vehicle as she looked out for any signs that would point to the bakery shop. It didn't take long since there was an array of mouthwatering bread displayed by one of the windows, and above the door was a big wooden sign with the words 'Ppang Park Bakery' carved on it.

The shop had an aroma of wheat and sugar twirling in the air, a pleasing scent to the nose that immediately warmed the heart. There were 3 pairs of wooden chairs and tables, glass bulb lights on top of the bar, and even more glass displays with cake and bread. However, there was no one watching over the shop to take customers' orders.

When A-yeong called for anyone her words hung dead in the air.

It was unfortunate as her stomach started growling and she was really looking forward to trying the food that was deliciously displayed, as if calling out her name and whispering the explosion of flavors they were bound to contain.

Sulking, A-yeong turned her heel towards the door and found herself colliding with a stranger.

"'Scuse me?"

His voice was like the first sound of a vinyl, clear and pleasing; cutting the silence that was once in the room and filling it with music.

A-yeong was met with a tall figure, eyes wide and curious like a cat, staring down at her with a glint of interest. The tray of milk that he had clutched in front of him rattled and spilled some onto his red shirt, staining it a darker red, and it didn't take long for A-yeong to feel that the fabric of her black tank top was damp and stained, too.

Instinctively, the girl jump backwards and brushed off any droplets that were still about to dissolve into her shirt. It wasn't her favorite shirt or anything but now she had to go home and change, but she just got there.

"Excuse you!" A-yeong exclaimed, feeling hotter by the second. "Did you not watch where you were going?"

The boy, with no reaction, simply shrugged and went past her, seemingly not minding her attitude and the accident that stained them. He set the milk tray down on the counter and leaned his hip against it, his left leg slightly crossed over the other, and his strong right arm flexing as he rested it on top of the counter for balance. He had this chill demeanor around him, unfazed with the black cloud that shadowed over A-yeong.

His thin lips then curled into a grin, teeth like fangs.

"Well, I was sort of pre-occupied, Miss." He said matter-of-factly. "And weren't you also not watching where you were going?"

A-yeong simply groaned and looked the other direction. She belatedly noticed that they had locked eyes for quite an extended amount of time, her face vulnerable. She might have stared for too long looking at his features.

The boy didn't seem to notice this and continued, still brilliantly unfazed, "And really, you shouldn't be here. Did you read the sign?" He nodded coyly to the glass door, a sign dead smack in the middle of it reading 'lunch break'.

A-yeong didn't want to admit it but she didn't see the sign, even if it was already placed in the most apparent place they could've put it. Quickly, she tried to avert the question and questioned him instead.

"Well if I shouldn't be here then why is it open?"

The boy sucked in a deep breath and nodded his head, accepting defeat. He had repositioned into a more comfortable stance, all of his weight now on the countertop. His shirt had absorbed and spread the liquid as the fabric started to hug his form tighter. With the face towel he had hung over his shoulder, he dabbed some of that dampness away—if it even helped.

"Touché."

His calmness towards A-yeong really fazed her, and she couldn't tell if it intrigued her or scared her.

The boy straightened himself and walked to the back of the display case, sliding the glass open and grabbing one of the seasoned bagels. He grabbed a paper bag from the bottom shelf and plopped the bagel inside, extending his arm out from behind the counter.

"How about I give this to you," He lightly shook the bag, his eyes charming. "And you don't tell Mr. Park that I was being irresponsible?"

A-yeong wished she could destroy that counter then and there for the amount of things he was able to do with it.

For a moment time seemed to stretch and it was just the two of them looking eye-to-eye, definitely holding eye contact for longer than they should have been. It was A-yeong who broke eyes first once again, afraid that he would notice how her cheeks flushed in pink.

She quickly managed to regain her usual snarky demeanor, crossing her arms and acting unamused with a scoff. She tried her best with hiding it but it was like her heart was pumping faster than she was breathing, and she tried her hardest not to show that.

"Pfft. Are you a child? You're giving me food as a bribe?"

The boy smiled as he shrugged. "More or less."

Her mind started to stutter. She tried to remember a time when someone had handled a situation with her so well to the point that she was speechless. It was impressive, really, since complaining was what she did best. But to this stranger, it was no a challenge, not at all. To him, she seemed normal.

Defeated, A-yeong accepted the paper bag that he had continued to extend to her, offering her no other choice. It was fortunate for him that she was hungry, otherwise she would have just stormed out without taking his charity. She was going to stomp off anyway even after she accepted his bribe.

"Fine."

A-yeong snatched the bag and pushed the door open, the bell on top of the door clinking her farewell. The boy didn't forget to extend his adieu either, calling out,

"Come back tomorrow, Miss! Tomorrow we'll have our best seller: strawberry jam filled croissants!"

a/n. who is this mysterious hunk?? hopefully this is good ! for more updates or earlier updates, find me and this story on wattpad !! @ XO-pen <3

also is the formatting okay ? i directly pasted it from wattpad so it might be a bit odd, i’m too lazy to fix itTT

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— 99 problems ,, yang jungwon

엔하이픈 !! “i’ve got 99 problems but you aren’t one of them”

sum. where in a troubled girl meets a small town boy and he fixes something that he didn’t break.

genre. mc x jw ‧ mc x nk ‧ fluff ‧ bit of angst ‧ friends to lovers ‧ wholesome & offbeat ‧ slowburn

desc. Choi A-yeong has a major attitude problem. So when her dad sends her from riches to rags from their mansion in the city, to the countryside with an aunt she's never met just to set her straight, she finds and takes any means to get out.

However things take a turn when she stumbles upon the town's milkman, Yang Jungwon, and he teaches her a thing or two about bike rides, hike trails, and the simple pleasures of town life.

chap wc. 2.2k

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﹒⌗﹒🚲﹒౨ৎ˚₊‧ MOODBOARD, A/N PROLOGUE!!

sched. updates every sat (wattpad), sun (tumblr) 2pm GMT

a/n. hello everyone!! firstly i would like to say thank you if you you were intrigued and clicked on ‘keep reading’. this is my very first story, and unlike the other stories on here it is a bit offbeat and kinda different in terms of pacing and i guess genre? but if you try it out and like it please don’t hesitate to repost or like as it means a lot!! feedback to my writing is also appreciated^^

if the first 3 chaps flop i might not be able to update as frequentlyTT

chap preview. A-yeong and Jake travel from the city to the country and meet A-yeong’s distant aunt.

# MOODBOARD .𖥔 ݁ ˖

CHOI A-YEONG, a rebel at heart. “Ready to leave? You’ll be thanking yourself later.”

YANG JUNGWON, a carefree soul. “You really need to learn when to shut up.”

NISHIMURA RI-KI, a charismatic character. “What’s a strange girl like you doing here?”

SIM JAKE, a loyal companion. “If you’ve got a problem you can always count on me.”

# PROLOGUE — “Welcome to Eum-Seong County.” .𖥔 ݁ ˖

IT WAS NO regular day for Choi A-yeong.

When A-yeong woke up this morning she never fathomed that she had to be dragged from the front door, down their front steps, all the way through their long walkway, and quite literally tossed into their black Mercedes. It was a terrifying sight for any bystander that happened to pass by the incident—even more so terrifying to Jake, who had been one of the workers to do it.

It was already a terrible morning for them both, yet it got worse by the second as they travelled through the freeway with no cars at 50 kilometers per second on a road with a speed limit of 100, which, if it wasn't obvious yet, they were not maximizing at all.

In Jake's defense, if anything bad happened to them—or really, just A-yeong—he could possibly spend the rest of his life in debt or doing hardcore labor to pay off the rich family to compensate for his mistakes. So although he was running out of patience for his master, he took the extra step to be cautious.

The girl, however, did not like it one bit and could not tolerate another second of it.

Choi A-yeong, currently 20 years of age, was born and raised into a wealthy family. She was fed with a silver spoon for all of her life: never having to do anything by herself—never even had to lift a finger to finish a simple task. She never struggled to get what she desired and more, which could explain where she got the spoiled attitude, partly.

For the most part it was because of her family, or really, the lack of it.

A-yeong was never blessed to have a sibling; no one to call a companion. Meanwhile her mother was M.I.A. ever since she had turned 5, and, well, her father was emotionally unavailable. He worked all the time and spent more hours on his phone and typing away at his computer than talking, or even sparing some time for his own daughter.

It's not like A-yeong wanted to act the way that she did it was just... how things were. It was all she could do to get noticed even just the slightest—to utter any reaction from her father, who seemed to not even be aware of the presence of his daughter.

So whenever A-yeong did something she wasn't really meant to do, she usually never thought it out.

It was the same when she stood up and attacked the driver's seat for the wheel, fighting for dominance over the vehicle.

The car honked and swerved in all directions, a swirl of misguided instructions. It was a miracle that Jake somehow regained control of the wheel and sat A-yeong back down with the strength left in his muscles—all without anyone getting hurt.

Once the vehicle was back in its rightful place only did the adrenaline settle between the two of them, their hearts beating out of their chests.

Frustrated, and still panic-stricken, Jake scolded, "A-yeong! For Christ's sake can you please just sit still!" His voice raised with a hint of guilt. He took a second to collect himself before continuing,

"Your dad will kill me if you don't get there in one piece. So please, just stay still."

This time, his voice was once again the usual soft and silky tone that A-yeong was used to hearing.

Jake was a henchman, if you will, working under A-yeong's dad, the rich CEO Choi In-su. He had only started his duties a year ago, yet, him and A-yeong had already grown quite acquainted. For this reason he was always the one that joined A-yeong on her walks outside, or her companion (more like hostage) during their weekly visits at the mall.

Such interactions taught him that A-yeong, when she was calm and not in her usual moods, was really just like any girl that had her own interests and vulnerabilities.

Though, it didn't take away the fact that she had those unpredictable moments, and this car ride was not an exception to those moments. Yet, it really irked him that he was caught off-guard and most importantly, they could have possibly been in real danger of getting hurt.

It was his job, after all, to keep A-yeong safe.

A-yeong, reading the irritated face that Jake's usually welcoming face contorted into, understood that she might have taken it a bit too far.

So, she did what she was told and crossed her slim arms together, along with her booted leg locked over the other in an attempt to stay still.

Through the rearview mirror Jake watched A-yeong, who had her lush lips in a pout and thick eyebrows scrunched to form a literal sad face. She was red, obviously furious, and really he couldn't blame her given the circumstances.

"I don't want to be here anyway."

The stubborn girl never wanted to board the car this morning because she was being sent away.

To Eum-Seong County Town.

—That was the name of the town where they were heading.

She had never visited the place before, and never even intended to until this very day. All she knew was that the place was old-fashioned and she was far away from her house in Daegu City.

She really would have never agreed to it but didn't have much of a choice because she was only given two options:

1.) Stay in the countryside for 2 months with a relative you've never met, or 2.) stay in behavioral juvie with a bunch of war freaks for 2 months. So obviously, she chose the former.

But deep down, she knew the whole truth to her situation. In reality it was her dad simply throwing her away, passing the torch of burden to another person to handle A-yeong since he couldn't do his fatherly duties himself.

That's why she had Jake in the first place, and that's why she was going to live with his distant aunt for the meantime because...

Her dad didn't know how to take care of his daughter.

Despite all of the riches—all of the designer clothes or luxury cars, A-yeong had it all except for a loving parent.

Those thoughts had been replaying in her head ever since they rolled away their mansion, but she simply pushed them away for now and just did what she had been doing best: complain.

"Y'know, Jake, it would be a lot more bearable if you weren't singing every song that came out of the radio. It's been an hour and you still haven't shut up."

Another truth: Jake was a loud and avid singer. And she couldn't bear such talent. (Not a compliment, she hated singers).

Jake, however, didn't take it to heart. He found it amusing, really, how easy it was to piss her off. So he played along most of the time, and that seemed to piss her off more, which meant the more amusing it was for him.

"Oh, really? Y'know, I was in a band once. All the girls loved it. They loved me, and you should be grateful you're getting front row seats, for free!"

As expected, the only reaction that Jake gained was a disgusted scoff and a roll of her round eyes.

"Front row huh? If I was front row I'd be in the driver's seat and we would have crashed by the side of road by now."

Although she wasn't trying to be funny, Jake laughed. And she couldn't really help back crack a tiny smile too. And so for the rest of the ride they ended up bickering about pointless topics, until eventually they arrived at Eum-Seong County.

The black car rolled to a stop in front of a grocery store. It looked like a convenience store, except it had two floors, some street vendors outside the building, and a half broken lettered sign that spelled 'Gro_ery S_ore'.

A woman exited through the automatic sliding doors with two plastic bags of groceries in each hand.

She was a rather small woman, barely, if, not even reaching 5 feet. She had slightly curly fried hair with streaks of white and grey, which had been a long and healthy black before in her youth before. She was wrinkly, as are all old people, and she wore loose pajamas with a stuffed flower-patterned vest on top of her white shirt. She had a few missing teeth and naturally pointed eyebrows that made her look rather intimidating.

Not immediately, but after some seconds of processing each of their faces, the woman approached the two hesitantly.

"Well, are you A-yeong?" Her voice was sweet yet also hoarse.

A-yeong was about to open her mouth to reply when Jake answered for her, afraid that her attitude would ruin the first impressions.

"Yes, granny! The daughter of Choi In-su—"

"Ah, yes!" Her face lit up, missing teeth in full display. It was actually cute, in a way. "I never knew I had a very distant niece from a very distant cousin until a few days ago. You look..." The woman's eyes flew to A-yeong's neck, which had a few chains and chokers, "Troubled."

The girl bit her tongue. She would rather describe it as fashionable but she supposed that was another word to describe it.

Jake, immediately picking up on the shadow that gloomed over A-yeong's face, once again jumped in the conversation and thoughtfully answered for her. "Haha, yes! This is her in the flesh. Say, granny, let me help you with your groceries," Jake offered as an attempt to change the conversation.

The old woman puffed her chest out to Jake, attempting to look bigger. "Don't call me granny! It's Su-ho! Choi Su-ho, and you can just call me Nan."

Nan Su-ho's teeth (or the lack of it) protruded a bit more when she was mad and showed a bit of tartar left in her gums. There was also a waft of cigarettes that lingered around her mouth.

Quickly, Jake apologized and corrected his mistake. Su-ho seemed to forgive him.

"Tsk. Show some respect! I may look old but I still have some of that youthful energy."

Fired up, Su-ho tucked a loose hair behind her ear. She had a clip that held back the other side of her bangs. Then, the youthful lady waddled to the passenger side of the car and hopped inside.

Once Jake loaded Su-ho's groceries in the trunk he came to face A-yeong and firmly held A-yeong's shoulders with his strong hands.

"Hey," He started. A-yeong tried not the blush at the close proximity that was left between them. "So this is it. 2 months of summer—2 months and I'll be back right here, at this time, June 17th."

His tone signified that this was a goodbye, not just for a moment but awhile. A-yeong was visibly confused at this change.

"Wait—you're going? How?"

Jake shrugged, his gaze a bit far off, as if he was thinking.

"Car's yours, I'm taking the train home. It's about time I had a vacation." Jake joked, a forced but almost genuine smile that played on his lips, but A-yeong obviously didn't take it. She already knew he was leaving but what she really meant to say was 'You're not staying?'

The car keys were forced into A-yeong's tiny hands and Jake held her down the shoulders again, and if it was possible, voice deeper and even more serious.

"June 17. Don't forget. You'll be fine." He assured her one last time, puppy smile in full force.

And then, like the speed of a puppy chasing a twig, Jake had already ran a distance away from A-yeong.

She was bewildered, shouting at him to come back. She contemplated chasing him but he was already too far away. Once she had made up her mind to force her legs to run he had already made a sharp turn, his trail not followable.

"You've gotta be kidding me." She muttered underneath her breath as she stood in the middle of the street, pale.

Of course he'd leave! What did she expect? That she'd be accompanied, privileged, like she always has? That twit! She knew better than to let her guard down but he never even mentioned it the entire car ride.

Emotions taking over, A-yeong cursed to no one in particular, letting the wind take the words she wanted to say to Jake and his father. Until eventually she realized that her wallowing wouldn't do anything, and the vendors were already looking at her like she was crazy—she couldn't deny that she was.

Groaning, she went around to the driver's seat, once again thrown into the car, and put the gear on drive.

Welcome to Eum-Seong County.

What a summer this will be.

a/n. if you reached ‘til the end i hope you liked it! ♡ i hope it’s not bad TT

credits: sparkles @coatedhope pink divider creds to owner unfortunately i can’t find their @

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enhypen and their love language: school edition!

﹒jungwon: acts of service.

— jungwon loves to help with your homework and school projects, not just because he's good at it, but he enjoys doing it with you, too!

— when you're upset, he'll try to cheer you up by buying you lunch or carrying your bag, not wanting you to exhort too much physical labor (he wants you to rest).

— however, don't make a promise just for you to break. jungwon gets upset when you don't follow your promises—he takes note of these things, you know.

﹒heeseung: physical touch.

— heeseung can get clingy when he's in a good mood. hand holding, back rubs, hugs, heeseung likes it all! he feels happy when you reciprocate.

— heeseung can get clingy when he's in a good mood. hand holding, back rubs, hugs, heeseung likes it all! he feels happy when you reciprocate.

— he would sit beside you at lunch, at gym, during a game or event, just the closest he can be to you.

— be careful not to push him away when you're upset. he only wants to give you a hug to make you feel better.

﹒jay: gift giving.

— for jay, he wants to pamper you and make you feel special by giving and making things that have high sentimental value. he would create playlists dedicated to you and even send letters through your locker, and it always leaves you blushing.

— since jay is sometimes busy and is not very good with handling his time, call him often to ask how he's doing. he misses you too.

﹒jake: acts of service.

— jake always takes care of you and he takes care of you well. simple things like holding the door open for you and sharing most of his umbrella when it's raining is how he shows his affection towards you. he often buys your favorite snacks so you could snack on them together on the way home.

— since jake is so thoughtful, sometimes it can be stressful to wrap your head around the idea that such a man exists! remember not to ask him for too much as he gets burned out too.

﹒sunghoon: words of affirmation.

— "you look good today," or "you did well in earlier's recitation!", sunghoon likes hearing these and he definitely has no shortage of saying these sweet and encouraging things to you. whether it's you being cute for being mad or standing up for you against bullies, sunghoon is the best at using his words.

— it's important that you feed his ego, but don't say things you don't mean. genuine praise is what sunghoon appreciates.

﹒sunoo: quality time.

— sunoo loves shopping at the mall with you. whenever you ask him to eat together or hangout at your place, he doesn't think twice before saying yes because he wants to collect great memories with you. he's very eager to do things no matter how silly or boring they may be, as long as it's with you.

— respond to his messages ):

﹒ni-ki: physical touch.

— one thing: head massages. ni-ki absolutely loves those.

— likes to tease you by chasing you around the campus, out of the blue tickling, and wrapping his arm around your shoulders because you're too short (especially likes to do this in the hallways for everyone to see).

— although ni-ki likes to give and receive affection, there are certain days where-in he needs space, there are also certain days where-in he's extra clingy. you just have to observe because he's a sensitive kid.

photo not bomkkaji's. credits to owner.

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— 99 problems ,, yang jungwon

desc. Choi A-yeong has a major attitude problem. So when her dad sends her from riches to rags from their mansion in the city, to the countryside with an aunt she's never met just to set her straight, she finds and takes any means to get out.

However things take a turn when she stumbles upon the town's milkman, Yang Jungwon, and he teaches her a thing or two about bike rides, hike trails, and the simple pleasures of town life.

선택 .𖥔 🔖 LIBRARY …more

MASTERLIST !!

(1) MOODBOARD, A/N, PROLOGUE — A-yeong and Jake travel from the city to the country and meet A-yeong’s distant aunt. view here

(2) CH.1 “Home Unsweet Home” — A-yeong gets familiar with the area and meets an intriguing stranger. view here

(3) CH.2 “Not your Friend” — A-yeong gets acquainted with a boy who offers her help and visits the bakery shop.

credits: grass @kodaswrld sparkles @coatedhope

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y’all i edited the writing for 99 problem’s prologue !! ty and welcome to my new followers yipppieeee !!!! ♡

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— 99 problems ,, yang jungwon

엔하이픈 !! “i’ve got 99 problems but you aren’t one of them”

sum. where in a troubled girl meets a small town boy and he fixes something that he didn’t break.

genre. mc x jw ‧ mc x nk ‧ fluff ‧ bit of angst ‧ friends to lovers ‧ wholesome & offbeat ‧ slowburn

desc. Choi A-yeong has a major attitude problem. So when her dad sends her from riches to rags from their mansion in the city, to the countryside with an aunt she's never met just to set her straight, she finds and takes any means to get out.

However things take a turn when she stumbles upon the town's milkman, Yang Jungwon, and he teaches her a thing or two about bike rides, hike trails, and the simple pleasures of town life.

chap wc. 2.2k

선택 .𖥔 🔖 LIBRARY

﹒⌗﹒🚲﹒౨ৎ˚₊‧ MOODBOARD, A/N PROLOGUE!!

sched. updates every sat (wattpad), sun (tumblr) 2pm GMT

a/n. hello everyone!! firstly i would like to say thank you if you you were intrigued and clicked on ‘keep reading’. this is my very first story, and unlike the other stories on here it is a bit offbeat and kinda different in terms of pacing and i guess genre? but if you try it out and like it please don’t hesitate to repost or like as it means a lot!! feedback to my writing is also appreciated^^

if the first 3 chaps flop i might not be able to update as frequentlyTT

chap preview. A-yeong and Jake travel from the city to the country and meet A-yeong’s distant aunt.

# MOODBOARD .𖥔 ݁ ˖

CHOI A-YEONG, a rebel at heart. “Ready to leave? You’ll be thanking yourself later.”

YANG JUNGWON, a carefree soul. “You really need to learn when to shut up.”

NISHIMURA RI-KI, a charismatic character. “What’s a strange girl like you doing here?”

SIM JAKE, a loyal companion. “If you’ve got a problem you can always count on me.”

# PROLOGUE — “Welcome to Eum-Seong County.” .𖥔 ݁ ˖

IT WAS NO regular day for Choi A-yeong.

When A-yeong woke up this morning she never fathomed that she had to be dragged from the front door, down their front steps, all the way through their long walkway, and quite literally tossed into their black Mercedes. It was a terrifying sight for any bystander that happened to pass by the incident—even more so terrifying to Jake, who had been one of the workers to do it.

It was already a terrible morning for them both, yet it got worse by the second as they travelled through the freeway with no cars at 50 kilometers per second on a road with a speed limit of 100, which, if it wasn't obvious yet, they were not maximizing at all.

In Jake's defense, if anything bad happened to them—or really, just A-yeong—he could possibly spend the rest of his life in debt or doing hardcore labor to pay off the rich family to compensate for his mistakes. So although he was running out of patience for his master, he took the extra step to be cautious.

The girl, however, did not like it one bit and could not tolerate another second of it.

Choi A-yeong, currently 20 years of age, was born and raised into a wealthy family. She was fed with a silver spoon for all of her life: never having to do anything by herself—never even had to lift a finger to finish a simple task. She never struggled to get what she desired and more, which could explain where she got the spoiled attitude, partly.

For the most part it was because of her family, or really, the lack of it.

A-yeong was never blessed to have a sibling; no one to call a companion. Meanwhile her mother was M.I.A. ever since she had turned 5, and, well, her father was emotionally unavailable. He worked all the time and spent more hours on his phone and typing away at his computer than talking, or even sparing some time for his own daughter.

It's not like A-yeong wanted to act the way that she did it was just... how things were. It was all she could do to get noticed even just the slightest—to utter any reaction from her father, who seemed to not even be aware of the presence of his daughter.

So whenever A-yeong did something she wasn't really meant to do, she usually never thought it out.

It was the same when she stood up and attacked the driver's seat for the wheel, fighting for dominance over the vehicle.

The car honked and swerved in all directions, a swirl of misguided instructions. It was a miracle that Jake somehow regained control of the wheel and sat A-yeong back down with the strength left in his muscles—all without anyone getting hurt.

Once the vehicle was back in its rightful place only did the adrenaline settle between the two of them, their hearts beating out of their chests.

Frustrated, and still panic-stricken, Jake scolded, "A-yeong! For Christ's sake can you please just sit still!" His voice raised with a hint of guilt. He took a second to collect himself before continuing,

"Your dad will kill me if you don't get there in one piece. So please, just stay still."

This time, his voice was once again the usual soft and silky tone that A-yeong was used to hearing.

Jake was a henchman, if you will, working under A-yeong's dad, the rich CEO Choi In-su. He had only started his duties a year ago, yet, him and A-yeong had already grown quite acquainted. For this reason he was always the one that joined A-yeong on her walks outside, or her companion (more like hostage) during their weekly visits at the mall.

Such interactions taught him that A-yeong, when she was calm and not in her usual moods, was really just like any girl that had her own interests and vulnerabilities.

Though, it didn't take away the fact that she had those unpredictable moments, and this car ride was not an exception to those moments. Yet, it really irked him that he was caught off-guard and most importantly, they could have possibly been in real danger of getting hurt.

It was his job, after all, to keep A-yeong safe.

A-yeong, reading the irritated face that Jake's usually welcoming face contorted into, understood that she might have taken it a bit too far.

So, she did what she was told and crossed her slim arms together, along with her booted leg locked over the other in an attempt to stay still.

Through the rearview mirror Jake watched A-yeong, who had her lush lips in a pout and thick eyebrows scrunched to form a literal sad face. She was red, obviously furious, and really he couldn't blame her given the circumstances.

"I don't want to be here anyway."

The stubborn girl never wanted to board the car this morning because she was being sent away.

To Eum-Seong County Town.

—That was the name of the town where they were heading.

She had never visited the place before, and never even intended to until this very day. All she knew was that the place was old-fashioned and she was far away from her house in Daegu City.

She really would have never agreed to it but didn't have much of a choice because she was only given two options:

1.) Stay in the countryside for 2 months with a relative you've never met, or 2.) stay in behavioral juvie with a bunch of war freaks for 2 months. So obviously, she chose the former.

But deep down, she knew the whole truth to her situation. In reality it was her dad simply throwing her away, passing the torch of burden to another person to handle A-yeong since he couldn't do his fatherly duties himself.

That's why she had Jake in the first place, and that's why she was going to live with his distant aunt for the meantime because...

Her dad didn't know how to take care of his daughter.

Despite all of the riches—all of the designer clothes or luxury cars, A-yeong had it all except for a loving parent.

Those thoughts had been replaying in her head ever since they rolled away their mansion, but she simply pushed them away for now and just did what she had been doing best: complain.

"Y'know, Jake, it would be a lot more bearable if you weren't singing every song that came out of the radio. It's been an hour and you still haven't shut up."

Another truth: Jake was a loud and avid singer. And she couldn't bear such talent. (Not a compliment, she hated singers).

Jake, however, didn't take it to heart. He found it amusing, really, how easy it was to piss her off. So he played along most of the time, and that seemed to piss her off more, which meant the more amusing it was for him.

"Oh, really? Y'know, I was in a band once. All the girls loved it. They loved me, and you should be grateful you're getting front row seats, for free!"

As expected, the only reaction that Jake gained was a disgusted scoff and a roll of her round eyes.

"Front row huh? If I was front row I'd be in the driver's seat and we would have crashed by the side of road by now."

Although she wasn't trying to be funny, Jake laughed. And she couldn't really help back crack a tiny smile too. And so for the rest of the ride they ended up bickering about pointless topics, until eventually they arrived at Eum-Seong County.

The black car rolled to a stop in front of a grocery store. It looked like a convenience store, except it had two floors, some street vendors outside the building, and a half broken lettered sign that spelled 'Gro_ery S_ore'.

A woman exited through the automatic sliding doors with two plastic bags of groceries in each hand.

She was a rather small woman, barely, if, not even reaching 5 feet. She had slightly curly fried hair with streaks of white and grey, which had been a long and healthy black before in her youth before. She was wrinkly, as are all old people, and she wore loose pajamas with a stuffed flower-patterned vest on top of her white shirt. She had a few missing teeth and naturally pointed eyebrows that made her look rather intimidating.

Not immediately, but after some seconds of processing each of their faces, the woman approached the two hesitantly.

"Well, are you A-yeong?" Her voice was sweet yet also hoarse.

A-yeong was about to open her mouth to reply when Jake answered for her, afraid that her attitude would ruin the first impressions.

"Yes, granny! The daughter of Choi In-su—"

"Ah, yes!" Her face lit up, missing teeth in full display. It was actually cute, in a way. "I never knew I had a very distant niece from a very distant cousin until a few days ago. You look..." The woman's eyes flew to A-yeong's neck, which had a few chains and chokers, "Troubled."

The girl bit her tongue. She would rather describe it as fashionable but she supposed that was another word to describe it.

Jake, immediately picking up on the shadow that gloomed over A-yeong's face, once again jumped in the conversation and thoughtfully answered for her. "Haha, yes! This is her in the flesh. Say, granny, let me help you with your groceries," Jake offered as an attempt to change the conversation.

The old woman puffed her chest out to Jake, attempting to look bigger. "Don't call me granny! It's Su-ho! Choi Su-ho, and you can just call me Nan."

Nan Su-ho's teeth (or the lack of it) protruded a bit more when she was mad and showed a bit of tartar left in her gums. There was also a waft of cigarettes that lingered around her mouth.

Quickly, Jake apologized and corrected his mistake. Su-ho seemed to forgive him.

"Tsk. Show some respect! I may look old but I still have some of that youthful energy."

Fired up, Su-ho tucked a loose hair behind her ear. She had a clip that held back the other side of her bangs. Then, the youthful lady waddled to the passenger side of the car and hopped inside.

Once Jake loaded Su-ho's groceries in the trunk he came to face A-yeong and firmly held A-yeong's shoulders with his strong hands.

"Hey," He started. A-yeong tried not the blush at the close proximity that was left between them. "So this is it. 2 months of summer—2 months and I'll be back right here, at this time, August 17th."

His tone signified that this was a goodbye, not just for a moment but awhile. A-yeong was visibly confused at this change.

"Wait—you're going? How?"

Jake shrugged, his gaze a bit far off, as if he was thinking.

"Car's yours, I'm taking the train home. It's about time I had a vacation." Jake joked, a forced but almost genuine smile that played on his lips, but A-yeong obviously didn't take it. She already knew he was leaving but what she really meant to say was 'You're not staying?'

The car keys were forced into A-yeong's tiny hands and Jake held her down the shoulders again, and if it was possible, voice deeper and even more serious.

"August 17. Don't forget. You'll be fine." He assured her one last time, puppy smile in full force.

And then, like the speed of a puppy chasing a twig, Jake had already ran a distance away from A-yeong.

She was bewildered, shouting at him to come back. She contemplated chasing him but he was already too far away. Once she had made up her mind to force her legs to run he had already made a sharp turn, his trail not followable.

"You've gotta be kidding me." She muttered underneath her breath as she stood in the middle of the street, pale.

Of course he'd leave! What did she expect? That she'd be accompanied, privileged, like she always has? That twit! She knew better than to let her guard down but he never even mentioned it the entire car ride.

Emotions taking over, A-yeong cursed to no one in particular, letting the wind take the words she wanted to say to Jake and his father. Until eventually she realized that her wallowing wouldn't do anything, and the vendors were already looking at her like she was crazy—she couldn't deny that she was.

Groaning, she went around to the driver's seat, once again thrown into the car, and put the gear on drive.

Welcome to Eum-Seong County.

What a summer this will be.

a/n. if you reached ‘til the end i hope you liked it! ♡ i hope it’s not bad TT

credits: sparkles @coatedhope pink divider creds to owner unfortunately i can’t find their @

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hi guys! i updated my navigation bar to those that are interested in saving them again! i’m also still updating the master list as of the moment but it’ll soon be done ^^

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ENHYPEN cafe specialty ❗️

❪ ¥¥ ❫ — enhypen’s love language (school ed.)

❪ ¥¥ ❫ — enhypen in the kitchen

❪ ¥¥ ❫ — enhypen as desserts

❪ ¥¥ ❫ — enhypen as your seatmate

❪ ¥¥ ❫ — enhypen turned into cats

BTS

❪ ¥¥ ❫ — bts if they were desserts

❪ ¥¥ ❫ — heart files ,, min yoongi

❪ ¥¥ ❫ — bts and their hit hard one liners

LE SSERAFIM

❪ ¥¥ ❫ — le sserafim as university students

HYBE

❪ ¥¥ ❫ — my kpop biases as roommates

❪ ¥¥ ❫ — my kpop biases as a team of thieves

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❪ ¥¥ ❫ — orange ,, kim sunoo

❪ ¥¥ ❫ — orange ,, ni-ki

credits: sparkles @coatedhope desserts @konatasoup

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hi everyone! i haven’t been very active on here like.. a lot TOT but i have time and i’m currently cooking up something! i’m just wondering if you might be interested in reading a full story fic from me on here?

i’m also planning to post on wattpad so if u’re here and interested it’s a yang jungwon fic imma post on wattpad! @ XO-pen

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hi everyone! i’ve finally published my first story! would appreciate if you checked it out and gave some support<3 promise to make it worth it!

99 problems, a yang jungwon fanfiction : read here.

desc: “Choi A-yeong has a major attitude problem. So when her dad sends her from riches to rags from their mansion in the city, to the countryside with an aunt she's never met just to set her straight, she finds and takes any means to get out.

However things take a turn when she stumbles upon the town's milkman, Yang Jungwon, and he teaches her a thing or two about bike rides, hike trails, and the simple pleasures of town life. “

genre/themes: bit of angst, fluff moments, coming of age, teen fic, wholesome for the most part, comedy

updates: every week saturday !!

> note: would you like me to upload the story on tumblr as well?

Choi A-yeong has a major attitude problem. So when her dad sends her from riches to rags from their mansion in the city, to the countryside

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enhypen as your seatmate.

heeseung ︴rarely ever listens to discussions unless it piques his interest. instead, likes to draw to pass time and feed his boredom. you catch him using you as reference sometimes for his drawings.

jay ︴an organized mess. drops his pens and leaves his notebooks often so you have to return them after class. it's suspicious the amount of times it's happened—he may be intentionally doing it to get closer to you.

jake ︴passes you messages during class. if paper isn’t an option, he’ll use his hand or arm, as long as he gets your attention and makes you laugh.

sunghoon ︴attentively listens to class. you sometimes ask to borrow his notes and he gladly gives them to you, even sometimes taking an extra step to help you understand the lesson better by staying behind during lunch.

sunoo ︴will take every chance there is to recite. when the teacher randomly calls you to answer but you weren’t listening, he whispers the correct answer to you.

jungwon ︴dozes off during class sometimes because he never skips a day of dance practice. so he doesn’t fall asleep anymore, you often buy coffee for him and leave it at his desk secretly.

ni-ki ︴always distracted and abusing his desk, carving letters or drawing on it. your eating-during-class buddy.

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hi everyone! i haven’t been very active on here like.. a lot TOT but i have time and i’m currently cooking up something! i’m just wondering if you might be interested in reading a full story fic from me on here?

i’m also planning to post on wattpad so if u’re here and interested it’s a yang jungwon fic imma post on wattpad! @ XO-pen

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☾⋆｡ 𖦹 °✩ — #KIM SUNOO !

결국 답은 항상 … only you.

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all i need is your poison.

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