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Jeon Wonwoo was your regular guy. His hair was dark, his skin was balanced between pale and tan, had two single-lidded eyes, a long nose, and thin lips. He's also a new student coming from other prefecture as a senior in high school that would graduate next year. His family traveled often since his father worked in government within ministry of foreign affair, so changing schools and friends were things that he had grown accustomed to.
So, when Jeon Wonwoo came to this class 3-3 of Sibchil High, chin up and relaxed, he expected, quite literally, nothing. Certainly, looking at interested faces of his new classmates didn't bother him since they'd graduate next year anyway. Soon, the Jeon boy would forget them as they would about him.
Because, well, that's just how life is.
People come and go. It's not something to be romanticized.
Standing in front of the class, after his teacher wrote down his full name on the large board, he inhaled once before saying his greetings.
"Hello. My name is Jeon Wonwoo and I came from Gyeongsangnam—"
"Which city?"
A voice interrupted him. Jeon Wonwoo looked at the owner of it: a boy with a red hair, slanted eyes and puffy cheeks. He had braces from how wide his smile was.
…Huh. He didn't know this school let their student dyed their hairs. Not that he had intention to, anyway. Dark hair’s a must in job searching, so he stood his ground.
"Changwon."
"Ooh~"
His eyebrows slightly twisted. He hoped he didn't say anything weird by this point.
"Is there something wrong, you...?"
With a big grin, the boy replied, "Oh, I'm Soonyoung! Kwon Soonyoung! But everyone calls me Hoshi!"
"Hoshi?" eyebrows now arched higher. "As in 'star'?"
"Nope," the boy shook his head. "As in 'tiger's gaze'!"
The boy proved his words by staring at Wonwoo fiercely, which, of course, silly enough for your first impression that he found himself snickering at it.
"Well, I think I can see it..."
"Really?" his so-called fierce gaze disappeared instantly, changing to a wider and brighter smile.
Oh wow..., Wonwoo thought. Snicker stopped. Lips parted slightly and eyes widened at the sight. He shifted his gaze to the boy—Soonyoung's side where the window at.
The hot summer sun outside shone even stronger as Soonyoung beamed happily. Clear blue sky painted with thick, white clouds imitating sheep wool. The ringing of cicadas got louder, on the trees in the school yard. Leaves were bright green and the sunflowers stood elegantly, as if daring the humans to come and have a staring battle with them.
"Oi! Stop that!" it was a ball made of crumpled papers that was thrown at the back of Soonyoung's head. Another boy with similar puffy cheeks but rounder jaw line hissed at the boy. "I'm already dying in this kind of weather. Don't make it even more unbearable for my sweaty ass!"
Rubbing that particular spot, Soonyoung barked back at his friend, "Shut up, Boo! Just shove that sweaty ass of yours somewhere pointy and stop interrupting me!"
"Okay, first, that's fucking dangerous. Secondly, you're the one interrupting that guy!"
He pointed at Wonwoo.
"Language, Kids!" Teacher Choi sighed. "Soonyoung-ah, stop that. Don't be happier than this. This summer's already scorching hot since you managed to attend that k-pop group you stan—"
"It's Shinee, Teach, the best of the best!" Soonyoung interrupted.
"—okay. Please consider being sad a bit." Teacher Choi completed his sentence.
"Why would I???"
"BECAUSE IT'S FUCKING HOT NOWADAYS, IT'S RUINING MY SLEEP EVERY DAMN NIGHT! NOT EVEN OPENING UP A FRIDGE IN FRONT OF MY BED CAN HELP IT!" it was a kick which came harshly from the desk behind Soonyoung's.
"KIM MINGYU, LANGUAGE!"
"SORRY, TEACH, BUT IT'S HOT!"
"Ummm...what is going on??"
All eyes immediately directed at Wonwoo. He flinched a bit, but collected himself wonderfully in split seconds. Nobody spoke, until another guy, tall and lanky, stood up while pushing his glasses up to his nose.
"I'll let you meet this guy right here."
"Wha—Hao??"
The guy named Hao pulled Soonyoung up by his elbow, forcefully so, and dragged him towards Wonwoo. When they're close, that guy started talking.
"This is Kwon Soonyoung aka Hoshi. His mood controls this area's weather. Do take that into mind, please."
Soonyoung could not help but blushed. It's always...embarrassing...to let strangers know about his...umm, special ability. Everyone around this area already knew and got used to it since he was born. With strangers, well, that's a whole different story.
"Oh wow, I can smell his embarrassment from here~"
"Yeah, since that tree beside your window miraculously grows another stem of fruits, Kyeomie..."
"Soonie’s really a miracle child, isn't he~?
"Ugh, you sound like my mom...," Boo groaned.
Jeon Wonwoo, however, ignored the ruckus around him and focused on the blushing boy.
"Really?"
Nervously, the boy nodded.
"Really, really?"
At this, Soonyoung gave a small smile. "You like Winner?" he asked.
"I don't bother with kpop, but sure," Wonwoo smiled back.
"Umm...but don't you think it's weird?"
"Yes," he honestly nodded. "And it's also interesting. I'm Jeon Wonwoo. I've been to many cities around the world but you're the first person I know that can control weather and I think that's damn interesting. Nice to meet you."
He offered his hand out of good will. Soonyoung took his time to look at the hand and to the straight gaze of the new guy towards him. Then, he smiled, taking the hand to shake it firmly.
"Kwon Soonyoung. Apparently, the sky here is based on my mood. Nice to meet you."
They smiled at each other, until Mingyu groaned loudly again as he looked at the weather outside. The faint ash clouds, derived from Soonyoung's hesitation before, had completely gone and made way for the bright blue sky.
"I'm getting an air conditioner and that's final...," he grumbled.