The Flower Boy

Dad did come home early that day, when I came back with Wonwoo on my first day. Of course he was head deep in his newspapers and books anyway, too busy to notice I was actually in my school uniform… and that I had gone to school finally. I closed the door behind me and sighed walking straight into my room dumping my bag on my bed and closing the door. I make my way to the window opening it slightly, letting the gap blow a cool breeze into my face. I take it in by closing my eyes and deeply breathing in and out. Only my first day has past... and the teacher’s decided to give out homework…I open my eyes annoyed and drag myself to my bed to grab my bag, and back to my desk. I slump into my chair questioning the choice of first day. I sigh and open up my first book, beginning my assigned work.
A little part of me was telling me, at least I had found someone nice. Seungcheol.

The bell alarm rings out suddenly in my silent room, making me roll around in annoyance. The second day approaches… ugh
I drag myself to sit up in my bed and rub my face before starting another day similar to yesterday. Make Wonwoo breakfast, search for Dad’s note he might have left, get dressed, and go.

I’m lost again… in this stupid school. Where’s the science department? Am I in it? Am I even near it? Giving up on my directional skills, I grab my phone out of my pocket and open up the contacts staring at the newly added one.
Seungcheol.
Do I call him? It wouldn’t be weird right? I tap the call button before I can argue myself out of it. “Yeobuseyo?/Hello?” I hear the call start.
“Oh, Seungcheol-ah, it’s me Wonah… i’m a little... lost…” I say in pieces, ashamed of how stupid I am to get lost. He laughs across the phone and says, “where are you heading to?”
“Chemistry class.”
“Do you know where you are?” He laughs a little at me.
“Umm, sort of. I can see-“
“Wonah, turn around!”
I flick my head as i’m told to. I search the view with the phone still up next to my ear. I spot Seungcheol waving spastically, trying to get my attention. I laugh at little at the sight of him looking slightly crazy with his arms waving around, not caring about others walking by staring. I walk up to him still smiling and he notices. “I made you smile? Woooooow, who knew?!” He said exposing his teethy grin to me. I chuckle a little at his teasing, and hit him with my elbow softly.
“Are you gonna show me to class or not?” I ask, playfully complaining.
“Follow me then!” He says walking ahead by himself, making me have to catch up.

There’s no one here I know… or want to know. I sit in a seat in the last row in the middle of the desks, observing the loud, bustling classroom. It would be a bit quieter if he wasn’t here.
He winks. They giggle. I roll my eyes.
He smirks. They swoon. I gag slightly.
Of all the classes he had to be in, it was mine. I curse under my breath at my rotten luck and cross my arms impatient for the teacher to arrive. Just as I had said that, the teacher walked in, calming the noise level of the room. As he got in front of the whiteboard, he started the class immediately. “I’ll get straight into it guys. Today, as I have mentioned before we will be choosing partners for an experiment,” he said in a monotone placing the papers in his hand onto his desk. Just my luck, now I have to pretend like I want to talk to someone for the whole of the experiment. “I’ll do names out of a hat, so no one complains about biast choosing,” he said as he picked up a hat from his desk. The whole class groaned and whispered about it. As he started to select partners, and they were moving off to sit together, I realised he had not even mentioned me or took notice to me. Maybe that was good… maybe I wouldn’t have to have a random classmate as my partner. So I sat there quietly… big mistake.
“I guess that leaves Seokjin” The teacher read the note with a monotone. Shit. If he knows i’m here, i’m screwed. “Seokjin you can do it by yourself or in a trio.” As the teacher explained, I melted down my seat trying to disguise myself with it, wishing no one would notice me.
“Duo.” Seokjin answered, and as he did, my heartbeat raised slightly, almost knowing what he was talking about. A silence started between the teacher and Seokjin, I couldn’t see because I was trying to convince the world that at this point in time, I didn’t exist.
“Seokjin, there is no one else left to be partnered with.”
“I think you forgot someone Sir.”
I closed my eyes slowly, and my heartbeat heightened. Only one person had noticed me… and it had to be Seokjin. The whole population of the classroom started to whisper as they realised it was me Seokjin was talking about. I mentally face-palmed myself.
“Why didn’t any of you tell me sooner,” the teacher said walking down the aisle, and I was forced to sit up, and look up at everyone. Girls giving me disgusted looks and the boys judging me. “I’m sorry Wonah, but at least you have a partner now.” Yay.
The worst luck had just been placed on my shoulders. I flicked my head to look at Seokjin across the room, angrily. Contrary to my expression, he looked back at me smiling softly, and blinking slowly. Why? Why me?
“So Wonah, I feel like you should tell me more about you,” Seokjin said in a fake enthusiastic voice. I stop writing down the experiment notes to look at him, on my right. I give him the biggest annoyed face I could possibly make. I had not forgiven him, he had done it all on purpose because he knows I don’t like him. He simply replies by sitting his head on his hand and blinking once, slowly at me. I sigh and return to my note taking. “The more I know about you, the easier this will be, right?” He says in a smooth voice. Easy my ass.
“Look, i’m a very simple person. You want to know about me? Well you already know most of it, I don’t like you.” I let out all my current emotions to him, through gritted teeth. He smiles through this, making me even angrier, and i’m not the only one annoyed. The girls from around the classroom have been giving me disapproving looks all lesson.
“Oh yeah, you don’t act like the other girls do you?”

FLASHBACK

“You don’t act like the other girls,” he said looking at me in sadness and annoyance. My heart drops like an anchor hearing this. My boyfriend, telling me i’m not actually a girl. Tears threaten to spill as I look at him.
“You… actually mean that?” I ask, giving him one more chance to be himself.
“Wonah, can’t you be like the other girls a little more?” He looks at me desperately. A knife stabs my heart, and my worse fears are true. My boyfriend can’t handle my personality. He wants me to confine to being just like others. Already tears have fallen down both my cheeks. We’d been together for a year, and ever since it had started, I felt slight suspicion in his feelings towards me. I was different from others, sure, but he was the same… but only when we were alone. As soon as we were around his friends of any of our school mates, he would start acting so different. So… not him. It was like he felt the need to fit in and I never had that. That’s where we fell short to each other.
“Can’t you be a little less of an asshole around your friends?! You act so stupid, and not yourself around them! INSTEAD OF TELLING ME TO STOP BEING SO DIFFERENT, WHY DON’T YOU TELL YOURSELF TO ACT NORMAL!” I shout out a year’s feelings into one. Tears covering my face as they constantly stream down my face. I turn away and started walking from him before he can say anymore. I was done with trying to feel like I have to belong somewhere I wasn’t comfortable. I was done with him.

Notes

Soz for lateness! Still hope you guy enjoy it and are enjoying whatever is going on in your life!
Mine is homework ToT haha
Thank you for all the love <3 I love you guysss