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Jun was cursed.
And not in the “ugh I’m having a bad day, I feel like the world is out to get me!” kind of curse. He means like, literally. As in the whole magic, fairy dust, ‘stroke of midnight before the last petal falls’ kind of thing. The whole shebang.
Hard to believe right? Jun didn’t believe it too at first, but it’s kinda hard to ignore when it’s happening in front of your face, so Jun is just going to have to accept that wizards (and probably witches too) exist and he just so happened to have the pleasure of meeting one.
And damn were curses inconvenient.
Jun yawns in his 3rd class that afternoon, adjusting the shades he had perched on his nose. Jun hates wearing them, it was such an annoying weight on his nose. It shrouded the whole world in a black tint, and when the professor used black whiteboard markers, Jun wanted to smash his head against the table.
“You’re always wearing those shades, but you shouldn’t be wearing them in class,” A hushed voice from his right whispers to him, and Jun turns to the blonde. Jun couldn’t care less about his classmates— this is college after all, but even Jun knows of Yoon Jeonghan, one half of the star couple on campus.
He's the so called angel on campus, who was dating Choi Seungcheol the leader of the sports club. Ask either of them about their relationship and they will seriously talk your ear off for over an hour, just saying about how they’re childhood friends turned lovers and how he’s the peanut butter to his jelly, the icing to his cupcake the chili flakes to his-
“-Are you listening to me?” Jeonghan asks, a flicker of annoyance crossing his brown eyes, and Jun shrugs.
“I can, but you aren’t the professor are you?” Jun snips, making a show of turning towards the front, (damn teacher is still using black marker. who KNOWS what she’s writing at this point) and pushing the shades up closer to his face.
Jun didn’t want to wear the stupid shades either, but due to this little “condition” of his, he doesn’t really have much of a choice now does he?
“Oh cut the bullshit, you never pay attention in class, and if you’re wearing them in the first place I doubt you’re a star student,” Jeonghan deduces, eyes narrowing.
“Rude much? And maybe I want to start now. Didn’t the guidance counselor say ‘it’s never too late to change’ or something like that? Maybe I'm turning a new leaf and you talking to me isn't helping,” Jun responds, trying to inch as far away as he could. The professor is already glancing their way, and if they cause a bigger scene, this is going to be troublesome for him.
That should have been the universal college symbol for “stop talking to me and leave me alone,” but it has completely slipped his mind just who exactly he was dealing with here.
Jeonghan’s sly smile that could only mean trouble starts to grow on his face. Did Jun previously describe him as an angel? He had missed a word then. Yoon Jeonghan was a devilish angel for sure.
“Guess I’m just going to have to confiscate them,” Jeonghan smirks, and that’s all the warning Jun gets before Jeonghan snatches the shades right off the bridge of his nose.
“FUCKING- give that back!” Jun tries his best to modulate his voice because they’re making A LOT of noise now, but this is not looking good at all and Jun is starting to panic.
10 … 9 … 8 …
Jeonghan just giggles as he keeps the shades just out of Jun’s reach.
“Jeonghan I’m serious, give those a back now!” Jun hisses, still trying to fruitlessly grab at the accessory.
7… 6 … 5…
Usually, at this point, Jun would have just shut his eyes, but the whole class has now stopped and is staring at the two of them causing a ruckus at the back of the room, and Jun is sure that it would be a disaster no matter what he does. Jun supposes the lesser evil of his curse would be for it just to work on Jeonghan, as he gives up and just looks at Jeonghan directly in the eyes.
4… 3 … 2...
So what exactly was Jun's curse?
...1.
And then Jeonghan freezes, staring at Jun as if he had discovered the sun for the very first time in his life.
“Jun … I’ve never noticed before… but you have really beautiful eyes…” Jeonghan murmurs in awe, trying to move closer to Jun. Jun gulps and takes a step back, but Jeonghan looks determined to get into his space all of the sudden.
Jun hears gasps from the seats in front of them and shit. He swears he hears Choi Seungcheol’s name being called and the familiar bright red dot telling him someone was recording this, so he very quickly snatches the shades from Jeonghan when he is close enough and dashes out the room.
He hears his professor shouting at him to come back, hears even from this distance, his classmates’ hushed murmurs, and even Jeonghan’s entranced “w-we touched hands…”
Jun doesn’t stop running until he’s far away from the classrooms. He runs out into the corridors, runs out into the gardens until he arrives at one of those benches the university has for students who want to study by the plants. He looks left and right cautiously, scared that maybe Yoon Jeonghan had followed him here. (although it isn't Jeonghan who he should be worried about) When he’s satisfied that he’s alone, he collapses onto the bench.
“I hate this…” Jun complains to himself. He’s not quite sure if it’s the physical activity, the impending doom waiting for him, or just the curse in general. It was probably a combination of all of it.
As you could see, the curse wasn’t anything absolutely dangerous per say… he didn’t shoot lasers out of his eyes or turn anybody to stone. Junhui’s curse was simple. He could still remember the deep voice of the wizard that had cursed him.
“Anybody who looks you in the eye for 10 seconds will fall in love with you.”