BURN THE WORLD

our dazzling summer has faded

When Seojun woke up, it really was a new day, to others, they are continuing their lives but to him this is the start. 

He had given up on music for a while and getting invited to the biggest survival show and with favors from judges, he knew it was going to work out. 

He took his phone and scrolled online, the show was really popular, he had already gained a huge fandom pre debut, others who knew him from the last survival show that he failed and was embarassed on air were particularly rooting for him. 

Everyone in the Kpop industry seemed to know that Seojun was unfairly dismissed from his last show despite his amazing skills, after leaving he stopped making music altogether but this was his baby. 

He prepared for the day, he had to work out, get some lessons in since he was still in campus, he also had to practice some music since it was almost the D-day, the winners were to be announced this friday and he still stuck to routine although they were advised to rest. 

The gym was not far from where he stayed, it was a few minutes, he got there and started warming up while listening to music. 

His body felt sore from all the training he took during the shooting period. He promised to not hit the gym after the winners were announced, at least until he felt perfectly able to. 

He took a dumbell, he did not look at its weight and excercised it for a little bit, he began closing and squinting in the eye body filled with sweat and his hands were obviously hurting. 

Someone came over and took them from his hand, he opened his eye and lay down on the seat before even looking at him. His hand could not get to his ears to remove the pods, before he could though the person did it. 

"You do not need to go through all that" Haru squatted next to him so that he was close to his face, Seojun turned and looked at him, oh God he hated Haru. 

Haru looked like a god, was built like a Greek God its a wonder no one is worshipping him, and his face, he looked like the sun, with his naturally blonde hair, chiseled jaw and golden brown eyes that just looked into your soul. 

"Seojun... I" Seojun sat up, he never wanted to talk to Haru, he hated him with every single cell in his body, he stood up and just left for the lockers. 

His arms felt a bit better, he could shower and he could prepare to leave, so he got his towel and walked to the showers. 

The water fell from his head to his body but that did not calm the fact that Seojun was angry, he was really devastated by what had happened with Haru, he never wanted to meet him again but that was just wishful thinking. Seojun had so much rage in him. 

His anger was there, he could feel it but he could feel something underlying, something he had made his mind bury in the darkest corner. Everyone has a ghost and Seojun's ghost was Haru. 

He stayed still and eventually his body miraculously felt better and so he took a quick shower, when he left the washroom and came to his locker, Haru was there, sitting by the bench alone in the room. 

Seojun took a deep breath and walked to his locker, he grabbed some oil and started getting it on his body, he eventually put on some clothes and socks, he sat next to Haru while putting on his shoe.

He wasn't childish or petty or a massive asshole the way Haru was, he was honestly so stupid and thought the world revolved around him, he looked at him, even now, why would this stupid self centered idiot think it's okay to just come and talk to him. 

Haru didn't talk though, he sat there, the air didn't feel tensed, it felt oddly normal, it had been three years since they last saw each other, and that year was one of the worst periods of Seojun's life he never likes to think about it.