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mark`01 | just one day // pt.1
asianfanfics request
for: shin-woo
genre: fluff, romance
group: got7
bias: mark
Everyday was the same. It was just repeated over and over again for Song Sanha. She was rather different from the normal, typical high school students. Instead of having friends and gossiping, she preferred being by herself and stay away from all the drama.
She performed her routine carelessly: wake up, get dressed, have breakfast, get to school, sleep in class. Even with her sleeping in class she managed to get high grades. Teachers weren't exactly happy with her habit of sleeping, but couldn't complain since she does so well.
Ding ding ding
Sanha was already at her desk, her head comfortably nestled in her arms. She felt someone sit down at a desk next to her. She opened one eye and looked to her side. She saw her seat-mate Mark Tuan. They had been seat-mates since the start of high school, yet they had never spoke to each other.
He sighed as he reached down to grab his books from his bag. Sanha shrugged and put her head back down into her arms and closed her eyes. Then she drifted off, not even caring if class had started. She was woken by the ring of the bell and rubbed her eyes. She looked back at Mark, only to see a frustrated look etched onto his face.
She frowned, this was the first time she had saw Mark like this. She was curious. Why was he mad? Did something happen? He was usually emotionless unless he was with his group of friends (who named themselves Got7.) He stood up abruptly and stalked out of the classroom, leaving Sanha confused with why he was acting like that.
Sanha sighed, Mark's angry expression still hadn't left her mind. She was so preoccupied with that fact that she didn't even realized that she had bumped into Mark and his gang. Startled, she took a step backwards from the person she bumped into and he laughed.
"Hi Sanha~ What a lovely welcome!" Jackson, Mark's childish best friend greeted with a mischievous grin. Mark was standing silently next to Jackson, watching her with an intense gaze.
Feeling uncomfortable, she bowed, "Sorry. I didn't mean to."
With that, she walked off trying to get away from Mark's stare. Jackson laughed at her simplicity and embarrassment. He purposely spoke loudly, knowing that he'll get her attention.
"Bro, you're leaving right? At the end of the term?"
Sanha stopped walking and turned back to look at Jackson. He grinned when he saw her shoot him a questioning look. He widened and closed his eyes in a retarded manner, sending a message to the petite girl.
Go behind that locker and listen.
Not knowing how she understood that, she complied. She went behind a locker and stood there, waiting for the boys to continue to listen.
She then heard Mark huff out in frustration, "Yeah."
"Mark you can't leave me thoughhh..." She heard Jackson whine, "Who will do stupid stuff with me then?"
"Then again, it's okay. I can bother Jinyoung. Anyway, when are you going to tell her?"
Her? Who's this her? Sanha quirked up an eyebrow, feeling somewhat unpleasant.
"I don't know if I can." Mark responded with a deep sigh.
"You are sad bro."
"Shut it, bitch."
"Che. Dick."
"Fucktard."
"Okay! Okay, you win!" With that, Jackson walked over to where Sanha was hiding, closing and opening his eyes in a weird way.
Hehe. You heard that right? Now you gotta figure it out. Good luck!
Sanha's eyebrows furrowed as she somehow understood what Jackson was saying -- more like motioning.
With quick small hand signs, she signalled back, Yeah I did. What do I need to figure out? Good luck with what? Why am I suddenly getting involved with you? I don't even know you!
Jackson gave her an offended bitch look, ignoring Mark's judging stare. He widened his eyes and did the cross eye which probably meant: Rude! I was trying to help you! And you do know me! We've known each other since kindergarten!
Sanha rolled her eyes, her hands gesturing, Okay? Okay, so what if we've known each other since kindergarten? We've never spoken!
We have too! Just now! Was Jackson's reply, his eyes opening and closing and his nose wriggling.
"What the fuck, Jackson?" Mark's voice interrupted their telepathic (in some sort of way) conversation.
"Sorry, okay let's go!" Jackson brushed off Mark's rude interception, shooting Sanha a knowing look before he left with Mark in tow.
Sanha sighed. Well, this was going to be tiring.
for: shin-woo
genre: fluff, romance
group: got7
bias: mark
Everyday was the same. It was just repeated over and over again for Song Sanha. She was rather different from the normal, typical high school students. Instead of having friends and gossiping, she preferred being by herself and stay away from all the drama.
She performed her routine carelessly: wake up, get dressed, have breakfast, get to school, sleep in class. Even with her sleeping in class she managed to get high grades. Teachers weren't exactly happy with her habit of sleeping, but couldn't complain since she does so well.
Ding ding ding
Sanha was already at her desk, her head comfortably nestled in her arms. She felt someone sit down at a desk next to her. She opened one eye and looked to her side. She saw her seat-mate Mark Tuan. They had been seat-mates since the start of high school, yet they had never spoke to each other.
He sighed as he reached down to grab his books from his bag. Sanha shrugged and put her head back down into her arms and closed her eyes. Then she drifted off, not even caring if class had started. She was woken by the ring of the bell and rubbed her eyes. She looked back at Mark, only to see a frustrated look etched onto his face.
She frowned, this was the first time she had saw Mark like this. She was curious. Why was he mad? Did something happen? He was usually emotionless unless he was with his group of friends (who named themselves Got7.) He stood up abruptly and stalked out of the classroom, leaving Sanha confused with why he was acting like that.
Sanha sighed, Mark's angry expression still hadn't left her mind. She was so preoccupied with that fact that she didn't even realized that she had bumped into Mark and his gang. Startled, she took a step backwards from the person she bumped into and he laughed.
"Hi Sanha~ What a lovely welcome!" Jackson, Mark's childish best friend greeted with a mischievous grin. Mark was standing silently next to Jackson, watching her with an intense gaze.
Feeling uncomfortable, she bowed, "Sorry. I didn't mean to."
With that, she walked off trying to get away from Mark's stare. Jackson laughed at her simplicity and embarrassment. He purposely spoke loudly, knowing that he'll get her attention.
"Bro, you're leaving right? At the end of the term?"
Sanha stopped walking and turned back to look at Jackson. He grinned when he saw her shoot him a questioning look. He widened and closed his eyes in a retarded manner, sending a message to the petite girl.
Go behind that locker and listen.
Not knowing how she understood that, she complied. She went behind a locker and stood there, waiting for the boys to continue to listen.
She then heard Mark huff out in frustration, "Yeah."
"Mark you can't leave me thoughhh..." She heard Jackson whine, "Who will do stupid stuff with me then?"
"Then again, it's okay. I can bother Jinyoung. Anyway, when are you going to tell her?"
Her? Who's this her? Sanha quirked up an eyebrow, feeling somewhat unpleasant.
"I don't know if I can." Mark responded with a deep sigh.
"You are sad bro."
"Shut it, bitch."
"Che. Dick."
"Fucktard."
"Okay! Okay, you win!" With that, Jackson walked over to where Sanha was hiding, closing and opening his eyes in a weird way.
Hehe. You heard that right? Now you gotta figure it out. Good luck!
Sanha's eyebrows furrowed as she somehow understood what Jackson was saying -- more like motioning.
With quick small hand signs, she signalled back, Yeah I did. What do I need to figure out? Good luck with what? Why am I suddenly getting involved with you? I don't even know you!
Jackson gave her an offended bitch look, ignoring Mark's judging stare. He widened his eyes and did the cross eye which probably meant: Rude! I was trying to help you! And you do know me! We've known each other since kindergarten!
Sanha rolled her eyes, her hands gesturing, Okay? Okay, so what if we've known each other since kindergarten? We've never spoken!
We have too! Just now! Was Jackson's reply, his eyes opening and closing and his nose wriggling.
"What the fuck, Jackson?" Mark's voice interrupted their telepathic (in some sort of way) conversation.
"Sorry, okay let's go!" Jackson brushed off Mark's rude interception, shooting Sanha a knowing look before he left with Mark in tow.
Sanha sighed. Well, this was going to be tiring.
Notes
Hi, shin-woo~ I am so sorry for taking so long! School's just started again for me, and it's a little hectic for me, so I do apologize! I hope you enjoyed the one-shot! I've actually decided to divide it into two parts if you don't mind~ ^^ It's easier for me this way~ Part two will be out after I post justine28's requested one-shot! Please comment in order for me to know that you've read this 1/2 one-shot~ Thank you!
Woooow~~ thank you! I LOVE IT! ^^ <3
9/18/15