Mingi x ateez one shot focused around Mingi. You will see different types of one Shot both ships and not. So please enjoy this book. Have fun letting your imaginations run wild. ;)
rewritten/continued by @hyunjinsfeetpic
It was an early Monday morning, a time that Mingi hated. He had to go to college and even though he loved his course he just couldn't deal with the strain on his back and the pain in his heart as all his classmates acted like immature 15 year olds and made fun of him for everything he does.
Sighing, he got out of bed and got dressed, he usually wore light clothing and heavy fabrics because he felt secure in them, they would always act as a mental barrier for him when he was close to a break down. He didn't need to hurt himself struggling to breath while dealing with the long hours of his course and his non existent friendships. He pulled on a turtle neck jumper and some jeans before heading downstairs to his kitchen
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He didn't feel the need to eat and when he checked the time he sighed and grabbed his things for the day then brushed his teeth and went to the bathroom before grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge and his student badge before exiting the house and locking the door, his mom having left for work earlier that day.
He took the few steps to the bus stop and sat on the bench waiting for the bus he needed. He lived far from his college so he had to get the fastest travel since he hadn't learned to drive. The bus was always the worst place to be but it was the only way to get to college on time while also not making his back sore more than it would by the end of the day.
When the bus arrived he stepped onto it scanning his badge that held his bus pass and took a seat in the middle on the raised platform before staring out the window. He ruffled his blonde hair and relaxed into the seat watching the scenery pass by. After about twenty minutes he turned on his phone and looked through his designs, many he refused to make because he was insecure in his ability to produce them.
Another twenty minutes pass and he stepped off the bus thanking the driver and walking into the large building and heading to the fashion department. He was five minutes early so when he walked into the room and took a seat at his desk he was stared at by the classmates. He ignored them as best he could moving to pull out his sketch pad and randomly doodle to pass the time.
It wasn't a big room nor a big class, it barely held 15 people which is partly a good thing and a bad thing. Good because there was less noise and more materials to use without having to worry about someone hogging the whole roll but bad because the less people meant he's more likely to be picked on by the teacher as well as the students.
The class was full of transfers and druggies who took the course because they just wanted a free pass to a university. Mingi hated those kinds of people, there was only a select few who truly cared about the course himself included.
The most notable ones were a short man , short as in shorter than him but still at average height for a Korean, he had faded red hair that was chopped short, it suited him and he was well dressed.
Another short man was there, he was one of the ones who just wanted a free pass but he was kind because he always baked cookies and handed them out announcing his true dream to get a cooking license. Why he didn't take the catering course is beyond mingis comprehension.
