- another little punk
- rumours say he's in a gang
- then again rumours also say he ran away from home at age eight and smokes behind the school so they're probably wrong about this too
- and you hate him
- not because of his personality, no
- just because he transferred in and took your place as reigning flirt of the school
- you're mad
- especially as he seems to delight in flirting with you
- you would almost be less mad if he flirted with you in a more disrespectful way
- but no, he actually flirts with you as if he cares
- disgusting
- you're determined to keep hating him, however
- but sometimes it gets hard when he flashes you that winning smile or shoots you a wink
- time goes on
- the school year ends
- and you're glad you don't have to look at Jun's stupid face five days a week until school starts again
- except he jogs up to you as everyone's leaving
- "hey, y/n!" he calls
- you groan as you turn around, giving him a glare
- "what?"
- Jun smiles at you and holds out his hand
- "call this a truce? Neither of us is going to have to worry about our reputation until school starts."
- you wrinkle your nose and turn away from him
- Jun awkwardly stuffs his hand into his pocket and moves to fall into step with you
- "hey, at least give me an answer," he presses. "This really isn't fair to either of us."
- you ignore him again
- and he finally just grabs your shoulder, spinning you around
- "look, y/n, this rivalry is stupid," he snaps. "Would you swallow your pride and let me be friends with you already?"
- you groan, rolling your eyes
- "you've given me absolutely no reasons to ever want to be friends with you, Wen Junhui," you state, and walk away yet again, even though it hurts for some reason
- you don't see him for the next week
- until he shows up at your door all beaten up at almost midnight
- "Junhui, what the —"
- he doubles over and coughs loudly, and something dark leaks out of his mouth
- "no time," he wheezes. "Just let me in."
- you hurry to step aside, worry starting to well up
- he stumbles inside, and you see in the light that he's bleeding from his mouth, nose, and various other places
- "can you even walk without hurting?" you ask incredulously
- Jun gives a small smile, looking up at you
- "no?" he offers
- you march over and pick up your phone
- "what are you doing?" Jun almost shouts
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Seventeen Preferences & Scenarios
FanfictionSAY THE NAME, SEVENTEEN! In this book you will find: cute scenarios and preferences of you, the reader, with the beautiful boys of Seventeen! They will be almost entirely fluff, with perhaps a few sad things here and there, but I have the hard and f...