y/n pov

keeping my head down, i stride through the hallways as fast as i could. with my hands full of books, i struggled in getting to my last class as the hallways were filled with all the students from the entire school. 

i couldn't wait to go home. all my life in school, i kept a low profile to avoid attention. it's not like i'm scared or anything. but all my childhood i have a special privilege, to wear sunglasses in school.

and therefore i tend to attract attention. from all the mockery and the weird glances, i never liked those kind of treatment. so, i kept my head down, walked as fast as possible before anyone would notice me, and when i get to class i would sit at the back of my class. this worked, and people wouldn't even notice me when i walk into the room.

i was never confident in going outside without my sunglasses. because that way, they would know why i would constantly wear sunglasses and would laugh at me more.

i almost got into my class without any troubles, until i fell.

my foot tripped on someone's feet, and my books went scattering everywhere. my sunglasses fell off too.

panic quickly rose inside me, as i started crawling, looking for my sunglasses. what's worse was that everyone backed away from me, forming a circle around me.

except for one person. as i found my sunglasses and frantically put them on, i started taking my books, but what's odd was that all of them was gone.

and there stood a boy, towering over me with my books in his hands. a cute smile was plastered on his face, and i just stared at him blankly from the floor.

whispers filled the hallways, as people pointed their fingers towards me and scowled. some was giggling quietly.

"here. sorry for making you trip." the boy apologized as he handed the book in my direction.

without saying anything, i stood up slowly and took the books from his hands hesitantly. behind my sunglasses, i was looking at him suspiciously, but he wasn't able to see it. another advantage of wearing sunglasses.

i simply walked away from him, through the crowding people, breaking the circle. i finally arrived in my class which was only a few feet from where a fell.

i got a little startled as the seats at the back of the class was already full. sighing heavily, i sat a few seats behind the front row.

and since that day, i didn't realize that my life would start tumbling into chaos.

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a few days after that incident, people seems to notice me as i pass by the hallways, whispers and glares appeared even though i already kept my head down and jogged a little as usual.

then i knew why. as i reached my locker, i recognized the boy that helped me back then. he was yeonjun, one of the most popular boys in school. he was known for his skills in dancing and his never-ending kindness.

i kept digging into my mind about him, the informations i knew that was related to him as i took my next materials, and the next thing i knew, i flinched.

as i banged my locker door close, a figure was leaning against the locker door next to mine. he was smirking a little, hands folded as he faced me.

i almost walked through him, stepping back as i held my chest. i wanted to avoid him since he brought all these attention. so i started walking the opposite direction even though my class wasn't there.

but before i could take another step, he pulled me with his hands. i almost got thrown aback due to his strength.

"you haven't told me your name yet." yeonjun blurted from behind me, bringing in more whispers from the others, even some growls from the jealous girls.

"you don't have to know." i mumbled, trying to get out of his grasp, but he was stronger.

"yes, i do. i still feel sorry for embarrassing you, ya know." there was a little regret in his tone, and his hand shook against mine.

i didn't know how i got the burst of confidence to laugh sacastically at his words, for the first time turning myself to face him. his face was laced with confusion.

"embarrassed? seriously? i was humiliated, all these years i tried to avoid attention so that people wouldn't laugh at me, but now you're just giving me exactly that. so the best way you could help me is to never talk to me. okay?!" i snapped with fury.

yeonjun gulped, nodding scaredly. his grip on my hands loosened, and i was finally able to pull my hands away from him as i walked pass him.

with anger, i stormed away, despite the fact that the others can't see it.

yeonjun pov

i got really shocked, up to the point i was frozen on the spot. i never expected that she would yell at me simply because i asked for her name.

that sunglasses didn't make it any better. i wonder why she was wearing them...

"don't mind her, bro. she's no good." a hand patted my broad shoulders, smiling in awe as my face showed disappointment.

"if she's no good... then why tried to avoid attention?" i murmured as soobin dragged me towards our next class.

"probably doesn't want anyone seeing what she does." he just shrugged.

"so... do you know her name?" i changed the subject, knowing she was a nice person deep inside.

"um, wait... oh, it's y/n." soobin thought hard and answered, his face showing seriousness.

"y/n..."

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y/n pov

everything was almost back to normal, and i was happy.

yeonjun never said anything to me ever since i yelled at him, and people never noticed me as i walked passed them with my sunglasses on.

except for one thing.

everytime i walked down the hallways, i would always steal glances at yeonjun, and when we're in the same class, i would do it too. i didn't know how or why, but i can't seem to stop it.

and surprisingly, he would look back. from behind my sunglasses, without his knowledge, i would always catch him staring at him. of course he didn't know, he didn't even know where my eyes were looking at.

and one day, i couldn't take it anymore. after class, which was lunchtime, i followed him out of class to talk to him.

i quietly trailed behind him, waiting for a chance to tap his shoulders and ask him without the others knowing.

he ended up going to the library, and i was really confused. why would he go to the library at lunch?

but as i cautiously walked inside, no one was in there except for yeonjun himself, not even the librarian was there.

"funny how you followed me here when you wanted me to stay away from you." yeonjun suddenly appeared from the space between the shelves, wearing a stoic expression. his voice slightly shook, looking at me with a weird expression i can't quite read.

"i have to ask you something." i replied, feeling a little guilty.

"oh, so now you can ask me and i can't ask you anything?" he retorted, sounding more hurt than ever.

"it's not like that," i gave a desperate sigh as he rose his eyebrows, "people always thought that i was trouble, you know, the sunglasses," i pointed at it and continued, "and i was afraid that you'd mock me about it too.

"i've had bad experiences, and i was not about to have more. that's why i didn't want to bring attention, and when you tried to be nice to me, everyone was looking at me. i didn't like that, because all the mockery and laughing would come back.

"so i'm sorry if i hurt you, and i'm sorry if my wall is too high for you. it's for your own good... and mine. it's best that we're not seen together, it'll bring bad rumours."

yeonjun was silent, trying to take it all in. i forced a smile, feeling sorry for him.

"so... i'm just gonna ask you one more thing before we part ways for good." i stated casually, and he nodded with a sad look on his face.

"why do you stare at me?"

i felt like yeonjun was thrown aback at my question, because his eyes shook slightly, and he gulped before he stared down at his shoes. for a while, the silence of the library was starting to kill me.

"you know, you're not as low profile as you think you are." he dodged my question, and he looked up at me with a mischevous look in his eyes.

"you didn't answ-"

"i saw you, you know. when we were freshmen, you were at the back with a different sunglasses. sometimes, i would also brush your shoulder when you hurriedly walked through the halls. but i never got to know your name or who you were. that's why the other day, i purposedly stuck out my foot so that you'd trip." he confessed.

startled, i started to feel upset, despite the fact that he was just trying to be nice. because if he didn't do that, i wouldn't have met him and brought attention to myself in the first place.

"when your sunglasses fell out the other day, i somehow felt... relieved. because i could finally see your face. your pretty face." he explained as he slowly reached out to my sunglasses.

i didn't know what has gotten into me, because i stood still. my arms didn't move to stop him from taking my sunglasses, and for the first time, i showed my entire face to someone else.

a huge scar near my left eye, two to three slits, covered my eyebrows with rough skin.

i prepared myself, afraid that he would laugh or say something horrible about it. but what yeonjun said was totally out of my expectations.

"you're scared that people'll mock you... because of a scar?" he gasped in disbelief, then said something shocking.

"it makes you even more beautiful."

for the first time, my heart fluttered as high as the clouds, my face was flushed with warmth. i couldn't help but to smile, as yeonjun caressed my cheek.

"come on." he pulled me by the hands, dragging me out of the library with my sunglasses in his hands. i grew a little anxious as he took me to the cafeteria.

it looked brighter, of course. but the atmosphere was different, it felt... lively. as the chatter of the students filled the air, and the smell of the food waking up my senses, i looked around with yeonjun's hands linked with mine. and just like that, my anxiousness faded away.

the cafeteria grew a little louder as yeonjun and i walked through it. some were startled, and some were confused.

"who is she? does she even go to this school?"
"why do i feel like i know her?"
"oh damn, they're holding hands."
"his girlfriend?"
"wow, that scar though..."

as he motioned me to sit next to him in his usual table, his other friends had similar expressions with the others. soobin finally talked first.

"y-y/n?" he stuttered in utter shock.

i just nod and smile, not daring to say a word.

"so... you were hiding that scar all along?" another boy asked, wearing a nametag, beomgyu.

i nodded again.

"geez... did it hurt?"

i shook my head.

"you know... you didn't have to hide it you know, you're still cute either with or without it." another boy named taehyun simply complimented, smiling sweetly as he took a spoonful of pasta.

"see, i told you." yeonjun nudged me on the elbow as i tried to take in what taehyun said.

"th-thanks..." i shyly replied.

"oh my god, you have a cute voice too!" hueningkai suddenly spoke in a high pitch. i giggled.

as they carried on with their conversation, i tapped yeonjun on his shoulders. he turned towards me and hummed.

"thanks jun... for this." i gestured towards the boys that were laughing that time.

"my pleasure." he winked, returning to the coversation.

but afterwards, i realized something. something that made my heart beat twice faster that its usual pace.

we were still holding hands.

oop , this is a record. two months , i didn't update this book.
wow yall , im rly sorry , i just found the mood to write this book since i currenly have 4 ongoing books , damn.

is this imagine crappy? im out of ideas :(

so firstly , happy belated birthday to hyukaa !!! ❤

and secondly, SOOBIN MC !!! WITH ARIN !!
wow, mubank dare to make a new ship-

okay, so like, i can't guarantee that i'll update as soon as possible, but i would definitely be still making imagines. unless i said otherwise.

lmao this note is too long, so... hope you liked this imagine !