The Chronicles Of Taohun - prologue
(taohun, pg13 (for now???), 386wc for this part, romance, nonAU)
The true story of how Sehun falls in love with Tao.
disclaimer: yes, this is the true story. I know it because i have installed cameras in front of sm's building years ago and this is exactly what happened. and no, i am not crazy.
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the beginning
The day Sehun decided to become a dancer was hot and humid and he had just been splashed with half a bottle of water by his friend, school-uniform soaking wet and Sehun's voice roaring loudly when he saw a boy, all in black, running past him. It was the bag of the boy, leopard print, all glimmer and glitter, that had caught his attention even before it threatened to hit him in the side and Sehun had to jump back.
"Sorry," the boy cried in broken Korean but did not stop while turning his head to look at Sehun, the person he'd almost run over. Just a few seconds later, the most beautiful human-being Oh Sehun had ever seen in his fifteen short years of living vanished into the closest building just as fast as he had smacked Sehun in the heart with his so beautiful face, his tall-slender body wrapped in dark tight clothes and the skin that was so tanned, unlike his.
"Who is that," Sehun asked his friend who obviously didn't know him either, but his head was already filled with thoughts of the boy and he was yet to grasp the severity of the effect it would have on his whole life.
"I don't know but he seems to be one of those kids," and the way his friend was raising his eyebrow and pointing his finger to the logo that garnishing the modern building told him exactly what those kids meant.
S.M. Entertaiment, Sehun read.
He was a trainee. The kind of people Sehun and his friends liked to laugh about because the guys had to wear make-up, embarrass themselves on national TV and had no private life. He was something Sehun had never wanted to become, something that had never even crossed his mind up until that point.
"I think," he started, looking at the huge entrance of the building and then back at his friend "I want to give this a try."
And Sehun really hadn't thought about it first when he ignored his friend's confused shouts and entered the fancy looking entrance, aiming right at the counter to sign up for the next audition.
Sehun knew that he didn't have any talents that would qualify him to join S.M. Entertaiment, but he wrote down good at dancing anyway in the section he had to list the reason they should let him join the company. Hurridly, he filled out the formular and gave it to the lady, already having turned around to leave when she called after him. "You missed something," she said and handed him back a sheet of paper.
Why do you want to join S.M.? And he didn't even have to look at it twice before he wrote down because I belong here.
Because at that time, even before finding out the boy's name, his heart had already understood that he belonged to his side.
continue reading here
The true story of how Sehun falls in love with Tao.
disclaimer: yes, this is the true story. I know it because i have installed cameras in front of sm's building years ago and this is exactly what happened. and no, i am not crazy.
__
the beginning
The day Sehun decided to become a dancer was hot and humid and he had just been splashed with half a bottle of water by his friend, school-uniform soaking wet and Sehun's voice roaring loudly when he saw a boy, all in black, running past him. It was the bag of the boy, leopard print, all glimmer and glitter, that had caught his attention even before it threatened to hit him in the side and Sehun had to jump back.
"Sorry," the boy cried in broken Korean but did not stop while turning his head to look at Sehun, the person he'd almost run over. Just a few seconds later, the most beautiful human-being Oh Sehun had ever seen in his fifteen short years of living vanished into the closest building just as fast as he had smacked Sehun in the heart with his so beautiful face, his tall-slender body wrapped in dark tight clothes and the skin that was so tanned, unlike his.
"Who is that," Sehun asked his friend who obviously didn't know him either, but his head was already filled with thoughts of the boy and he was yet to grasp the severity of the effect it would have on his whole life.
"I don't know but he seems to be one of those kids," and the way his friend was raising his eyebrow and pointing his finger to the logo that garnishing the modern building told him exactly what those kids meant.
S.M. Entertaiment, Sehun read.
He was a trainee. The kind of people Sehun and his friends liked to laugh about because the guys had to wear make-up, embarrass themselves on national TV and had no private life. He was something Sehun had never wanted to become, something that had never even crossed his mind up until that point.
"I think," he started, looking at the huge entrance of the building and then back at his friend "I want to give this a try."
And Sehun really hadn't thought about it first when he ignored his friend's confused shouts and entered the fancy looking entrance, aiming right at the counter to sign up for the next audition.
Sehun knew that he didn't have any talents that would qualify him to join S.M. Entertaiment, but he wrote down good at dancing anyway in the section he had to list the reason they should let him join the company. Hurridly, he filled out the formular and gave it to the lady, already having turned around to leave when she called after him. "You missed something," she said and handed him back a sheet of paper.
Why do you want to join S.M.? And he didn't even have to look at it twice before he wrote down because I belong here.
Because at that time, even before finding out the boy's name, his heart had already understood that he belonged to his side.
continue reading here