Wonwoo! Will you stay

Jeon Wonwoo! First short series pt one|two|three|four
Wonwoo is a new student of Sejong High. Coming from a low-status family, he always keeps himself aloof, isolated and cares less about anyone. However, his effort to lie low during the first day goes down the drain.

10th July

The chill breeze greets the morning, awaken the sleepy eyes. Cars are in the line to drop the students at the entrance. The young faces radiate with smiles as they chat about what’s filled their summer holiday.

New semester and the entrance of highly anticipated new students into Sejong Elite High School.

Every year, Sejong High will take in new students in the second half. While the school only accepts kids with upper-class family backgrounds in the prefecture, the special students are usually first-class newcomers or scholarship privileged.

Everyone knows when a new student is enrolled with a scholarship. They are distinct from others who are registered under their family’s status. They just know.

These smart students are the minority, and more often than not, their voices would not be heard by the higher-ups when they are bullied. It’s like these few people have to walk on the icy pond. Everything is at stake.

Jeon Wonwoo is a lucky guy. He made it to the school, albeit coming from a poor family in a rural area. He has 6 siblings, and he is the oldest. The breadwinner in the house has disappointed them and left the family 2 years ago, leaving everything in Wonwoo’s hands.

However, the only good thing about his father is his peculiar gene, and that’s how Wonwoo ends up getting all A’s despite all the external shortfalls.

He lacks time at school, and he would sleep during lectures. Having no friends, he is always a step behind the others. He makes no effort to befriend anybody, and he cares less about it.

Wonwoo walks to his class that is on the highest floor and only at the top. He learns that there’s transportation, called the elevator, to bring students between the levels.

“Isn’t summer just ended? Why is he sweating in this air-conditioned environment?” a girl with her friend makes a remark as they arrive at their class. The friend chuckles and scans Wonwoo and quickly realizes.

“No wonder, it’s a nerdy~.”

“Oof. I hope he’s not our classmate,” the two of them laugh girlishly.

Wonwoo listens but pays no heed to them. He continues to search for his class until he finds the match.

Damn, this stupid school is big…

Wonwoo’s solitude would have him go unnoticed the whole day. As such, he uses the back door to come into the class. He looks around before he grabs a vacant chair. As he tugs the chair, the screeching sound stimulates the other’s interest. Suddenly, the class gets heated up by the behaviour of the new student.

Murmurs here and there. Boys and girls are all talking about him.

There are only 3 new students; a girl from overseas, a boy whose father is a ‘sangsa’, and an ordinary boy who benefitted from a scholarship.

[Sangsa is a Korean military rank equivalent to an American master sergeant.]

The talk goes on for so long that Wonwoo gets sleepy from the attention he received. It’s probably half an hour later, the sliding door is slammed open.

Wonwoo startles due to the loud noise made by you. He squints his eyes and watches as you walk to your desk, which is nowhere to be found. You are a new student as well.

It’s normal for the new face to directly go to the back of the class, so you can instantly tell that the lonely, cute guy is a newcomer.

“You new?” You ask.

Fox is your first impression of him.

Wonwoo nods slightly. You also nod in acknowledgement and takes a chair next to him to sit. You extent a hand for a handshake but get no response from him. You take it as him being timid to new people and brush it off.

“I’m Y/N. You?”

He frowns. 10 seconds later, he speaks. “Do you talk to strangers?”

“You don’t?” You ask in curiosity. “Oh, maybe cultural difference?”

Probably, but Wonwoo has no experience dealing with a girl. A bold one in specific.

“So, what’s your name?”

Did she get it or not? She’ll stop if I ignore her, right? Just like the others…

You don’t stop looking at Wonwoo. He is handsome, and you admit that his nose is quite adorable.

“Can I touch your nose?” you ask with your finger already touching the thing.

Wonwoo’s surprise look entertains you. He glares at you, and that alone makes you withdraw your finger.

“Are you dense or something?” Wonwoo comments and realizes that his accent is exposed.

You, a Korean practically spending most of her life in America, can’t fathom his scolding but take in that he is angry. Sheepishly, you purse your lips and apologize. “Sorry, I sometimes act on impulse. It’s just that your nose is boopable…” your voice slows down in volume in the second half.

I’m sorry, but not really…

However, Wonwoo suddenly stands up and drags his chair away from you.

Being treated that way, you impudently raised your voice, asking. “Where are you going?”

And yet, he still pretends to be deaf and shun you off.

Wonwoo settles down at the opposite corner. Noticing the non-existent desks for you and him, you voice out.

“Is there no desks for us? I thought you guys are prepared to take the new students but I guess not,” your hands akimbo and lips mumbling complaint.

The whole class turns their heads to you, except Wonwoo.

“The new kid is sure cranky. It’s not anyone’s job to prepare you a desk,” a guy in the front seat retort as he turns around.

His seatmate laughs and agrees without speaking.

The guy deliberately speaks out loud, but it seems that you don’t catch at it. The former snickers and resumes playing with his phone.

Thank goodness, the desks are being delivered just before the class by the clerks. They arrange for the two desks to be placed side-by-side at the far left of the class.

You choose the left side since it’s beside the window, and Wonwoo cannot help but pick the remaining. You like the positioning, but it goes for the opposing to him.

You smile as you watch Wonwoo creates a gap between their desks. He then continues to persistently act like you aren’t there pestering him.

The lesson soon begins.

Actually, you find it difficult to adapt to the new environment. During the math class, you’re the only one that takes out a calculator, and during the interval, it’s also you who takes a nap.

It makes you pout. There’s nothing to keep you excited apart from the person next to you.

You look to your right and see Wonwoo studying with his glasses on. His glasses are of the old model, but it looks good on him. You don’t know why this guy just attracts your attention that you blurt out the next second.

“Hey, do you want to be my boyfriend?”

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