Fatal Attraction: Chapter 1
Originally posted by sarahgr88 at Fatal Attraction: Chapter 1
Rating: still pg at the moment
Pairing: GTOP
Disclaimer: of course i own them psshh, Jiyong is sitting right next to me helping me write a fanfic about him ;p
(not sure if I'll get in trouble for that so no, no i do not own them)
Summary: Two negatives always make a positive
It was first period, which was unfortunately math. Whoever decided to allow math to be in the morning ought to go to hell, because that was exactly where Seunghyun felt he was when Mr. Yang droned on about formulas. Mr. Yang's voice was nasally and strict and all Seunghyun wanted to do was punch him in the face. Not that he ever would, although having a slight temper inside he would never actually show that to the rest of the world. Not that it would really matter since no one knew of him anyways. Four years Seunghyun had been in this hell hole, and he couldn't wait to get out. It was the second semester of his senior year and he could taste the freedom, and yet he was still bound and chained to his desk forced to listen to this incompetent man lecture about information he would never use in his lifetime.
With a soft groan he let his hands fall from his chin and let his head softly thud onto the desk, in which he stayed in that position for the next hour until the bell rudely jolted him from his self-pitying thoughts.
But as soon as he lifted his head from the cold wood of the desk he was met with startling mahogany eyes which he felt were boring into his very being. The eyes belonged to the new kid, Jiyong, who was everything he was not. Good looking, funny, and of course popular.
Was this gorgeous man maybe interested in him? Seunghyun felt a swelling of the heart, and kind of pride that he could get such a good looking fellow to look at him. But as soon as the thought popped into his head, it was quickly swatted away when the staring eyes blinked and Seunghyun was given a sheepish grin.
"Ah sorry about that, I was blanking out. Mr. Yang's class always puts me to sleep". And with that Jiyong, the new kid looked away and began to pack up his math textbook.
It wasn't like Seunghyun said anything out loud, but he was still completely mortified by his own thoughts. Of course Jiyong wasn't interested in him. No one was interested in him, he was too tall and lanky, his hair was in a bad need of a haircut, and his personality? What personality?
With another groan he slammed his head against the table and shut his eyes and didn't open them until lunch, where he sat alone in the back of the cafeteria.
My chapters are pretty short right now, but once I get the hang of this they should be longer. Hope you'll bear with me since I don't really nowhere I'm taking this story
Rating: still pg at the moment
Pairing: GTOP
Disclaimer: of course i own them psshh, Jiyong is sitting right next to me helping me write a fanfic about him ;p
(not sure if I'll get in trouble for that so no, no i do not own them)
Summary: Two negatives always make a positive
It was first period, which was unfortunately math. Whoever decided to allow math to be in the morning ought to go to hell, because that was exactly where Seunghyun felt he was when Mr. Yang droned on about formulas. Mr. Yang's voice was nasally and strict and all Seunghyun wanted to do was punch him in the face. Not that he ever would, although having a slight temper inside he would never actually show that to the rest of the world. Not that it would really matter since no one knew of him anyways. Four years Seunghyun had been in this hell hole, and he couldn't wait to get out. It was the second semester of his senior year and he could taste the freedom, and yet he was still bound and chained to his desk forced to listen to this incompetent man lecture about information he would never use in his lifetime.
With a soft groan he let his hands fall from his chin and let his head softly thud onto the desk, in which he stayed in that position for the next hour until the bell rudely jolted him from his self-pitying thoughts.
But as soon as he lifted his head from the cold wood of the desk he was met with startling mahogany eyes which he felt were boring into his very being. The eyes belonged to the new kid, Jiyong, who was everything he was not. Good looking, funny, and of course popular.
Was this gorgeous man maybe interested in him? Seunghyun felt a swelling of the heart, and kind of pride that he could get such a good looking fellow to look at him. But as soon as the thought popped into his head, it was quickly swatted away when the staring eyes blinked and Seunghyun was given a sheepish grin.
"Ah sorry about that, I was blanking out. Mr. Yang's class always puts me to sleep". And with that Jiyong, the new kid looked away and began to pack up his math textbook.
It wasn't like Seunghyun said anything out loud, but he was still completely mortified by his own thoughts. Of course Jiyong wasn't interested in him. No one was interested in him, he was too tall and lanky, his hair was in a bad need of a haircut, and his personality? What personality?
With another groan he slammed his head against the table and shut his eyes and didn't open them until lunch, where he sat alone in the back of the cafeteria.
My chapters are pretty short right now, but once I get the hang of this they should be longer. Hope you'll bear with me since I don't really nowhere I'm taking this story