The diary of Kim Jaejoong (OneShot)
The diary of Kim Jaejoong
angst/romance/drama; school life/AU
Jung Yunho/Kim Jaejoong
PG
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When I was a student, I had the impression that love begins and ends the way it does in stories. Although, that was by no means the kind of love I was longing for, or anything like that.
It's probably because I used to bury myself in the fantasy of fictional books and movies everyday, or maybe I wasn't just a serious student. I was a stereotypical nerd.
To me, love was fairly impossible to achieve, unconcieveable, impossible. I thought that you would realize love as you were staring into their eyes, and you'll feel like you're in heaven after you do, or dramatically, love at first sight! Looking back, I couldn't believe I thought that love was that simple, and absurd.
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“JAEJOONGIEEE~~” the voice rang through the whole classroom as the owner of said voice sit in front of me, grinning. I didn't answer him.
“You finally got around reading this book, took you long enough.” he said with the usual annoying tone that I eventually accept.
“Like I'm going to feel bad about you beating me while you're in the library committee.” He laughed and I frowned at him. This guy wasn't exactly my rival, just someone that had the same taste of books as I did. He managed to also read every book that I have, and he even read more than I do.
“...but why is it that my taste in books overlaps someone like you...? The fact baffles me really.” I said. I always do this to him, it was just fun, I guess.
“Jaejoongieeeee~~ If you're gonna say stuff like that, I'm gonna spoil the end of the book for youuu” he said and started tickling me while whispering 'the one who actually killed him was-'
“JUNG YUNHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO--” yes, Jung Yunho was his name. Year 1, class B. Jung Yunho.
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Yunho was a really popular guy. He didn't seem like the type of guy who would get along with me. He was really sociable and liked sports more than studying. That's why, I was so surprised when I found out that Yunho liked to read, not to mention the fact that we liked the same books.
It just happened, Yunho approached one day and started talking about how we have the same interest in books because he saw my name on every borrowing card in the book he would borrow. I remembered that he started calling me 'Jaejoongie' soon after, not even after a week.
Yunho was frivolous, irresponsible, and very loud. Yet, I couldn't bring myself to dislike this guy.
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We were in the same class again next year. Year 2 class B, and somehow, we started hanging out together. So much so that I could say that, he was one of my best friends in high school.
“Hey Jaejoongie, you're going to summer camp right?” I stared at him questioningly and then he pointed to the paper that he placed on my desk not too long ago.
“Hmm, I don't know....I'm an indoor guy..” I mumbled.
“What are you saying!? You need to go out and have some fun! You're way too pale for a guy.” he grinned evilly, oh how I hate it when he convinced me by hitting my sore spots.
-
It was an overnight trip, there were twenty of us and the sky was in such a beautiful blue. We played at the beach all day long, while at night time we had a barberque. I still remembered that time, when he saw me playing with the small fireworks, and he said “You think it's fun playing with something this simple?”
“But it's pretty!” I retaliated stubbornly.
“But it's so boring!” he said while lighting up a bigger firework, scaring half of us nearly to death.
We were up until late, messing around and doing lots of crazy things. I was so exhausted, I should've been able to sleep through the night. I didn't though, I woke up at some point. I couldn't sleep well.
When I went outside of my shared tent with Yunho and the others, it was daybreak. The sun was rising and the sight of two people hugging together facing the ocean took my breath away.
I forgot to put my glasses on, and I couldn't see very well, but I know that it was Yunho, and I think, Ara. Their silhouette was traced faintly by the lemon color of the rising sun. It was so beautiful, so breathtakingly amazing.
After gazing at them for a full five minutes, I suddenly realized how my heart was clenching painfully, throbbing unusually. I was hurting, and no matter how much I clenched my eyes shut, the tears eventually leaked out, and fell to the ground, also illuminated by the glow of the sun, slowly rising to the horizon.
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Millions of thoughts ran through my mind as I curl in deeper into my sleeping bag, I hid my face so that no one would be able to see the traitorous tears that was still flowing.
'What's this feeling? Is it because my friend has a girlfriend before I do?'
'Yeah...that's probably it..'
'but-'
'No. No, it can't be..'
'But it's Yunho, a guy and and a friend...
'...since when? Why?'
I'm such an idiot. I didn't notice it when it began, and when I realized it, it was over.
-
As expected, Yunho and Ara started going out soon after the trip. We were assigned different classes in third year, and we entered different universities, we grew apart, as expected.
...but strangely, I was able to face the facts, and their happiness quite well. I wonder why. Is it because the picture I saw of them at the beach was so breathtaking? That picturesque sight, like something from a postcard.
It made me realize that I played a minor role in this story. Where I was the best friend of the prince who fell in love in the princess and gained their own happily ever after. I wanted to be the main role of my own fairytail, but this turned out well enough, I guess.
In any case, what happened that day, bridged the gap between imagination and reality for me. It taught me love, and moreover, it taught me pain.
-
After not meeting anyone from my high school for almost six years, I receieved a letter just the other day, and it was a school alumni dinner. Honestly, I wasn't sure if it was okay for me to go. I'm not afraid, but I've moved on with my life, and I don't want myself to be pulled back to the past.
Despite my reasons, I came anyway. It was snowing that day, the dinner was at night, at a restaurant they rented. I came a bit late because of work. Although my marks were excellent, I didn't have any motivation for work, I don't know what I want for my life, so I took a job as a simple salaryman.
The place was crowded when I got there, and in the midst of everything, a familiar voice called out to me.
“JAEJOONGIE~” it was the same voice like six years ago. I smiled at him, he grew taller again.
I saw Ara by his side, she was smilling at me. I smiled back, she looked beautiful. They look perfect, and they were still going strong and great.
It's okay. It didn't hurt...
“I remember you guys started dating right after the summer camp right? I saw the two of together at the beach at dawn. It was like a scene from the movies.” I laughed a little, and frowned when Yunho visibly paled.
“HOW DID YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT!?” he said, a little too loud for my taste. I frowned more, did I say something wrong? There was a sudden awkward silence, but Ara's joyful laugh broke it into millions of pieces.
“Actually JaeJoong-ah, you're mistaken!” Ara said, while trying to hold her laughter. Yunho paled more and tried putting his hand over her mouth, which was futile.
“At that day, Yunho was puking by the beach!” yeah, I know right, it was unexpected.
“He was being cocky and downed a whole can of beer that night, and then he got sick and puked everything out at the shore!” I tried holding back my laughter, but-
“OH MY GOD! HAHAHAHA! YUNHO! HAHAHAH-”
“Jaejoongieeeeeeeeeeeee~” Yunho whined.
I really couldn't believe it. The curtains were drawn over my painful memory in the stupidest way possible. It was almost absurdly refreshing. Maybe that was why these two are the way they were. But maybe that was why I still think I'm no match for them. And that picture postcard in my mind, turned comical.
-
“Ah I have to go.” I said, wearing my coat and ready to leave.
“Awww, why not longer Jaejoongiee?”
“Haha, I'll see you some other time Yunho.” I said as I walked through the front door, leaving them again once more.
“Jaejoong.” that voice called out to me again, for once not using the nickname he deviced for me. I turned around and he was by the door, looking at me with an expression that I couldn't read.
“Can you at least give me your number?” he asked, I wasn't sure to give it or not, but yeah, I gave it to him.
“For six years, I completely lost contact with you. I didn't even know your phone number. What happened to us?” Yunho asked, I never heard him talk so seriously before. I guess there's a first time for everything huh?
“Well, we got busy with university I guess.” I smiled again at him, a bit more forced this time. I hoped he didn't notice.
I walked away, I heard him call my name. I didn't turn around, and my first love came to its end. A little laughably, a little pitifully. Just like that...
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A/N: 8D ohai people, I'm not dead. /SHOTDEAD
lol, I know right, this story. Sad sad :( I think I should make one with yunho's point of view, but idk lol XD and grammar fail is fail okay!? XD
Plot: Croquis
Edit: Okay, I made a mistake that the disclaimer for the plot is DOWN DOWN here. So let me make it clear that this plot is based upon a side story of the manga "CROQUIS" by Takanaga Hinako. I already placed it down here, but I guess I should've emphasized more. D:
Sorry for that ^^;; and thank you to crystaldee for telling me :)
angst/romance/drama; school life/AU
Jung Yunho/Kim Jaejoong
PG
-
When I was a student, I had the impression that love begins and ends the way it does in stories. Although, that was by no means the kind of love I was longing for, or anything like that.
It's probably because I used to bury myself in the fantasy of fictional books and movies everyday, or maybe I wasn't just a serious student. I was a stereotypical nerd.
To me, love was fairly impossible to achieve, unconcieveable, impossible. I thought that you would realize love as you were staring into their eyes, and you'll feel like you're in heaven after you do, or dramatically, love at first sight! Looking back, I couldn't believe I thought that love was that simple, and absurd.
-
“JAEJOONGIEEE~~” the voice rang through the whole classroom as the owner of said voice sit in front of me, grinning. I didn't answer him.
“You finally got around reading this book, took you long enough.” he said with the usual annoying tone that I eventually accept.
“Like I'm going to feel bad about you beating me while you're in the library committee.” He laughed and I frowned at him. This guy wasn't exactly my rival, just someone that had the same taste of books as I did. He managed to also read every book that I have, and he even read more than I do.
“...but why is it that my taste in books overlaps someone like you...? The fact baffles me really.” I said. I always do this to him, it was just fun, I guess.
“Jaejoongieeeee~~ If you're gonna say stuff like that, I'm gonna spoil the end of the book for youuu” he said and started tickling me while whispering 'the one who actually killed him was-'
“JUNG YUNHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO--” yes, Jung Yunho was his name. Year 1, class B. Jung Yunho.
-
Yunho was a really popular guy. He didn't seem like the type of guy who would get along with me. He was really sociable and liked sports more than studying. That's why, I was so surprised when I found out that Yunho liked to read, not to mention the fact that we liked the same books.
It just happened, Yunho approached one day and started talking about how we have the same interest in books because he saw my name on every borrowing card in the book he would borrow. I remembered that he started calling me 'Jaejoongie' soon after, not even after a week.
Yunho was frivolous, irresponsible, and very loud. Yet, I couldn't bring myself to dislike this guy.
-
We were in the same class again next year. Year 2 class B, and somehow, we started hanging out together. So much so that I could say that, he was one of my best friends in high school.
“Hey Jaejoongie, you're going to summer camp right?” I stared at him questioningly and then he pointed to the paper that he placed on my desk not too long ago.
“Hmm, I don't know....I'm an indoor guy..” I mumbled.
“What are you saying!? You need to go out and have some fun! You're way too pale for a guy.” he grinned evilly, oh how I hate it when he convinced me by hitting my sore spots.
-
It was an overnight trip, there were twenty of us and the sky was in such a beautiful blue. We played at the beach all day long, while at night time we had a barberque. I still remembered that time, when he saw me playing with the small fireworks, and he said “You think it's fun playing with something this simple?”
“But it's pretty!” I retaliated stubbornly.
“But it's so boring!” he said while lighting up a bigger firework, scaring half of us nearly to death.
We were up until late, messing around and doing lots of crazy things. I was so exhausted, I should've been able to sleep through the night. I didn't though, I woke up at some point. I couldn't sleep well.
When I went outside of my shared tent with Yunho and the others, it was daybreak. The sun was rising and the sight of two people hugging together facing the ocean took my breath away.
I forgot to put my glasses on, and I couldn't see very well, but I know that it was Yunho, and I think, Ara. Their silhouette was traced faintly by the lemon color of the rising sun. It was so beautiful, so breathtakingly amazing.
After gazing at them for a full five minutes, I suddenly realized how my heart was clenching painfully, throbbing unusually. I was hurting, and no matter how much I clenched my eyes shut, the tears eventually leaked out, and fell to the ground, also illuminated by the glow of the sun, slowly rising to the horizon.
-
Millions of thoughts ran through my mind as I curl in deeper into my sleeping bag, I hid my face so that no one would be able to see the traitorous tears that was still flowing.
'What's this feeling? Is it because my friend has a girlfriend before I do?'
'Yeah...that's probably it..'
'but-'
'No. No, it can't be..'
'But it's Yunho, a guy and and a friend...
'...since when? Why?'
I'm such an idiot. I didn't notice it when it began, and when I realized it, it was over.
-
As expected, Yunho and Ara started going out soon after the trip. We were assigned different classes in third year, and we entered different universities, we grew apart, as expected.
...but strangely, I was able to face the facts, and their happiness quite well. I wonder why. Is it because the picture I saw of them at the beach was so breathtaking? That picturesque sight, like something from a postcard.
It made me realize that I played a minor role in this story. Where I was the best friend of the prince who fell in love in the princess and gained their own happily ever after. I wanted to be the main role of my own fairytail, but this turned out well enough, I guess.
In any case, what happened that day, bridged the gap between imagination and reality for me. It taught me love, and moreover, it taught me pain.
-
After not meeting anyone from my high school for almost six years, I receieved a letter just the other day, and it was a school alumni dinner. Honestly, I wasn't sure if it was okay for me to go. I'm not afraid, but I've moved on with my life, and I don't want myself to be pulled back to the past.
Despite my reasons, I came anyway. It was snowing that day, the dinner was at night, at a restaurant they rented. I came a bit late because of work. Although my marks were excellent, I didn't have any motivation for work, I don't know what I want for my life, so I took a job as a simple salaryman.
The place was crowded when I got there, and in the midst of everything, a familiar voice called out to me.
“JAEJOONGIE~” it was the same voice like six years ago. I smiled at him, he grew taller again.
I saw Ara by his side, she was smilling at me. I smiled back, she looked beautiful. They look perfect, and they were still going strong and great.
It's okay. It didn't hurt...
“I remember you guys started dating right after the summer camp right? I saw the two of together at the beach at dawn. It was like a scene from the movies.” I laughed a little, and frowned when Yunho visibly paled.
“HOW DID YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT!?” he said, a little too loud for my taste. I frowned more, did I say something wrong? There was a sudden awkward silence, but Ara's joyful laugh broke it into millions of pieces.
“Actually JaeJoong-ah, you're mistaken!” Ara said, while trying to hold her laughter. Yunho paled more and tried putting his hand over her mouth, which was futile.
“At that day, Yunho was puking by the beach!” yeah, I know right, it was unexpected.
“He was being cocky and downed a whole can of beer that night, and then he got sick and puked everything out at the shore!” I tried holding back my laughter, but-
“OH MY GOD! HAHAHAHA! YUNHO! HAHAHAH-”
“Jaejoongieeeeeeeeeeeee~” Yunho whined.
I really couldn't believe it. The curtains were drawn over my painful memory in the stupidest way possible. It was almost absurdly refreshing. Maybe that was why these two are the way they were. But maybe that was why I still think I'm no match for them. And that picture postcard in my mind, turned comical.
-
“Ah I have to go.” I said, wearing my coat and ready to leave.
“Awww, why not longer Jaejoongiee?”
“Haha, I'll see you some other time Yunho.” I said as I walked through the front door, leaving them again once more.
“Jaejoong.” that voice called out to me again, for once not using the nickname he deviced for me. I turned around and he was by the door, looking at me with an expression that I couldn't read.
“Can you at least give me your number?” he asked, I wasn't sure to give it or not, but yeah, I gave it to him.
“For six years, I completely lost contact with you. I didn't even know your phone number. What happened to us?” Yunho asked, I never heard him talk so seriously before. I guess there's a first time for everything huh?
“Well, we got busy with university I guess.” I smiled again at him, a bit more forced this time. I hoped he didn't notice.
I walked away, I heard him call my name. I didn't turn around, and my first love came to its end. A little laughably, a little pitifully. Just like that...
-
A/N: 8D ohai people, I'm not dead. /SHOTDEAD
lol, I know right, this story. Sad sad :( I think I should make one with yunho's point of view, but idk lol XD and grammar fail is fail okay!? XD
Plot: Croquis
Edit: Okay, I made a mistake that the disclaimer for the plot is DOWN DOWN here. So let me make it clear that this plot is based upon a side story of the manga "CROQUIS" by Takanaga Hinako. I already placed it down here, but I guess I should've emphasized more. D:
Sorry for that ^^;; and thank you to crystaldee for telling me :)