The next day, during break.
"Wonwoo hyung!" The boy whose name was being called turned around to see Kim Mingyu.
Something's fishy, since he could only hear Mingyu calling him 'hyung' once in a thousand years, and every time when he did that, it's either he screwed up something or he had a favour.
"What's the matter?"
"Sorry, but can you go to the rooftop to wait for me a bit during lunchtime? I have something to do before I can have lunch..." Mingyu pleaded.
"How about Junhui and Soonyoung?" Wonwoo asked.
"Oh, Junhui kind of...ditched us for dating Minghao," Mingyu scratched his nape, "And Soonyoung...he said he's going to drag me to woo Jihoon."
Wonwoo let out a little laugh. That indeed sounds like something Soonyoung would do.
"Alright, I will wait."
"Yay! Thanks Wonwoo hyung~"
"My god, stop being annoying..."
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During lunch, Wonwoo went to the rooftop as promised, only to find a piece of note on the floor.
Wonu hyung <3
I did told you that Soonyoung dragged me to Jihoon, right? Well, that's not entirely wrong, so don't be mad!
Anyway, I want to ask you something. Do you remember the book you were reading when I first approached you during middle school? I managed to find one, exactly the same as yours!
~~MingyuWhat the heck? Wonwoo tilted his head. Think, Woo. If Mingyu is telling you that he found the book you were reading, he must be hoping you to find it.
Probably. He sighed. Wonwoo swear to god if this is a joke, he's going to kick the ass of Mingyu.
And of course he remembered the book, the Miracles of the Namiya General Store. He loved that book so much, because damn, all those supposedly separate chapters turns out to be linked beautifully. He really appreciated Higashino Keigo for writing this art piece.
Wonwoo went to the library as instructed. As a fan of books, he quickly found what he needed. He flipped through the pages, and expectantly, discovered another piece of paper in one of the pages.
Or more accurately, a bookmark. He recognized it from Mingyu's pencil case - he saw it inside once before.
Wonwoo wondered what is the next step as he casually glanced at the page marked. It's the chapter about the musician from the fish store, chasing his dreams.
Since it's about the musician...perhaps he should go to the music room. And he did, finding Namjoon, president of the Music Club, inside.
"Oh, hi, Wonwoo. What brings you here?" He asked.
"Uh, I don't know...? Have you seen Jihoon, Mingyu or--"
"Oh, yeah, but not during lunch." Namjoon slipped another letter to Wonwoo, "Mingyu came during break, and told me to give it to you once you come."
"Is that so...? Thanks, I guess?" Wonwoo awkwardly replied. He was still unused to socializing, after all.
"No problem," Namjoon smiled. "Have you eaten lunch yet?"
"I wish. But Mingyu kind of sent me on a mission..."
"Like finding letters?"
"Well, yes?" Wonwoo shrugged. He really couldn't get what is going on with Mingyu's idiotic brain.
"Good luck then," Namjoon blessed, "It's kind of cute, though. He seems to be fond of you."
"Uh, sorry?"
"Never mind." Namjoon said. "Hope you find all the letters and have your lunch soon."
"Thanks." Wonwoo bowed, and left the room to read the letter.
Wonu hyung,
Are you surprised that Jihoon isn't there? Well, he's at the garden. Oh, and don't be mad if you find him alone. We might have finished talking with him.
~~MingyuIs that so, Wonwoo thought. But he's curious of what Mingyu planned, so he obeyed.
"You are finally here," Jihoon jumped off the bench he was sitting on. "That two guys nagged me for 5 whole mintutes."
"5 minutes isn't that long."
"It's long once you are talking with Kwon Soonyoung," Jihoon rolled his eyes, "Anyway, take this and read it, then go to the rooftop." He handed Wonwoo a letter, and left the garden.
Settling down at a quiet corner, Wonwoo opened the nicely folded sheet.
YOU ARE READING
Seventeen: Meanie/Colours
FanfictionMingyu is able to "see" colours of different people, and he noticed how one particular boy is different from others.