Sanghyuk was used to not standing out, so it was no surprise that his first week of school left him sitting in the dining hall alone night after night, casually watching other groups of students eat together. He knew a few names and faces, but they were all acquaintances, not even close enough where either party would feel comfortable initiating a conversation. Or maybe that was just Sanghyuk, because he had no natural knack for making friends.
But he'd expected it, and so he was convinced that he was okay with it.
In class he participated as much as the other students, but when it came time to assign partners in science, the teacher had to look around the room twice in confusion when he called Sanghyuk's name. Sanghyuk raised his hand and waited patiently while the other students snickered. "Ah, you're a lucky one," the teacher commented when Sanghyuk revealed he didn't already have a partner. "You get to work with Mr. Popular."
A group of girls giggled as the teacher turned to address a boy across the room. "Greet your new partner, Taekwoon."
Sanghyuk couldn't see the boy through the bodies between them, but he could hear stifled laughter when no reply came. Instead, a lanky both rose with obvious hesitation, not raising his eyes as the rest of the class watched him make his way over to where Sanghyuk sat, alone, at his table for two. With round eyes and a pretty mouth, Sanghyuk had a hard time imagining how this boy didn't already have a partner.
"Nice to meet you," he said quietly as the teacher moved on down the list.
Taekwoon sat and stared at the pencil in his hand. His eyes flicked over to Sanghyuk and he nodded, once.
Not exactly the reaction Sanghyuk had expected, but he laughed nervously and asked, "Are you a freshman, too?"
Taekwoon shook his head, and that was it.
Thankfully the teacher was beginning to explain the experiment to the class, so Sanghyuk turned his attention away and tried to swallow his mild panic. He'd met plenty of quiet people before, but there was something downright scary in the gloomy silence of his partner. Sanghyuk practically jumped out of his skin when something nudged his arm, and Taekwoon slid a small piece of paper towards Sanghyuk's hand.
Not daring to look at Taekwoon, Sanghyuk unfolded the paper apprehensively.
i posted this on em once but i rly want some fic based on this. non/dub con boarding school novel (featuring victim blaming in the text based on the summary and also the wiki article)
i'm a diff anon who happens to enjoy leo/hyuk as well but it would be nice to perhaps expand on the coffee shop setting to maybe something like a cafe or bakery or frozen yogurt parlor to mix it up...or even one of those little road side food things were men in dramas always go to sit on plastic chairs and eat korean comfort food while sobbing into their soju and getting into bar fights bc their too drunk to think straight
words 7. “The most courageous act is still to think for yourself. Aloud.” ― Coco Chanel 8. “Rochester: "Jane, be still; don't struggle so like a wild, frantic bird, that is rending its own plumage in its desperation."
Jane: "I am no bird; and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being, with an independent will; which I now exert to leave you.” ― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre 9. “There's nothing like deep breaths after laughing that hard. Nothing in the world like a sore stomach for the right reasons.” ― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower 10. “I've got nothing to do today but smile.” ― Simon and Garfunkel 11. Accept your life and what it brings, I know tomorrow you find better things. - The Kinks; Dar Williams, Better Things 12. After six hours of school I've had enough for the day, I hit the radio dial and turn it up all the way. - The Beach Boys, Dance, Dance, Dance 13. Dreams unwind, love's a state of mind. – Fleetwood Mac, Rhiannon
“Do you want me to teach you something?” Kyuhyun looks up from his place on the ground, where he just played some chords on the guitar. Younha looks at him with a smile and stands up from her chair to sit beside him. Kyuhyun shakes his head. “Play for me?”, he asks instead and hands her the guitar. Younha takes it and laughs softly before she starts to play. “You should really audition again”, Kyuhyun says after she finishes, but Younha shakes her head. “I’ve already tried so many times, Kyuhyun, I’m tired of it. They like my voice but they just think I’m not pretty enough to make it.” Kyuhyun looks at her. “You know that’s not true. Just try it one more time, okay? Please, for me.” Younha looks at her feet and then back up to Kyuhyun. “Okay”, she finally answers and then they both smile at each other.
Like comics or picture books? That seems like the classic bond of storytelling and graphics... Or are you thinking of something less pop culture and more like contemporary art?
go browse some sites for prompts and inspiration, maybe that triggers a few old and new wishes?
for me it's a bit of the opposite. i have a few ideas but i don't know if people even still write for my fandoms :( even less if it's crossovers instead of slash
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