STORY NAME-- "Every King needs his Queen" (disclaimer: story contains descriptive words including self-hxrm topics, suic!de, derpress!on, and gor3. • • • • To say Kim Seungmin was popular would be an understatement. Kim Seungmin was king of Hojeon High School. Whatever he said, someone would laugh, agree or cater to his need. • • • Y/N was the oppsite. They were the quiet kid, sitting at the back of the class. They have scars on their arms, ones that run deeper than just a cut. Nobody asked questions. • • • Y/N goes to the roof of the abandoned gym every night, to smoke, to let off steam, to sit. When Y/N climbs onto the roof one night, they see an unwelcome visitor. Seungmin. He sits there, staring into the moon. Y/N doesn't like this, but they don't force him off. Instead, they sit. They sit in silence. Nobody ever talks, they'd never spoken, and Seungmin never engaged in coversation with Y/N. He never asked questions, at least, not out loud. When Y/N answered his questions, he listened, never contradicted their stories, never pushed, never asked why they had marks on their arms. They slowly grew closer, melting the ice between them. • • • HAPPY READING/TALKING/WHATEVER TF THIS IS!!! BYE LUVIES!!! ❤❤ • •