Chapter 4: Scene Title: “Things You Don’t Say"
Early morning. The main hallway outside the classroom block. Still quiet, light barely touching the floor.
Doan earlier this morning
He shouldn’t have brought it. It had sat in his hand for too long that morning creased cotton, black with a silver edge. A handkerchief. Unused. Clean. Too deliberate. He could hear his brother’s voice in his head: softer. Something more dangerous.
Kim Taeha (Doan older brother/ Alpha)
"If you’re going to act, act with precision.
Kim Doan (MC BF/ Alpha)
Daon stood by Joongi's Locker. 6:43 a.m.
No one around.
Kim Doan (MC BF/ Alpha)
He didn’t hesitate—not because he wasn’t unsure, but because hesitation looked like guilt. He opened the locker, slipped the handkerchief inside, and shut the door.
No note. No scent. No signature.
But if Joongi touched it, if he really looked he’d know. Daon stepped back. Didn’t wait. Didn’t breathe. He just walked away. Fast. Controlled. Like it meant nothing. But it had taken everything.
Joongi later that morning
Kang Joongi (MC/Omega)
He didn’t expect anything. He rarely did.
Locker 1083 was always the same—scuffed door, stiff latch, the smell of old paper and sharpened pencils. It held his textbooks, his lunch, the safe things.
Not… Not this. He opened the door. Saw it immediately.
A folded handkerchief—black cotton, fine thread, silver edge. Resting neatly on top of his notebooks like it belonged there.
He stared at it. For a full minute, he didn’t move. Didn’t breathe.
Then slowly, as if it might vanish, he picked it up. No name. No note. No scent. Just…
Clean. Carefully pressed. Dry. His fingers trembled.
He knew. Daon. It wasn’t logic. It wasn’t proof. It was feeling.
He remembered the scarf yesterday. The gentle press against his wrist. The way Daon’s hand had held the cloth—not his skin. The way he’d looked at Joongi like he was made of glass, and fury, and something worth protecting. This felt like that same silence.
A care that wasn’t loud. A message that wasn’t written.
Joongi pressed the cloth to his palm. It was absurd, probably. Childish.
But it made his throat ache.
Because kindness like this wasn’t neutral. It meant something.
It asked for something. And Joongi didn’t know if he had anything left to give.
He folded the handkerchief again.
Gently. And placed it inside the inner pocket of his blazer—close to the skin.
Then shut the locker. And walked to class with the weight of something quietly sacred pressed over his heart.
Hallway corner morning bell just rang
Joongi spots Daon by the vending machine. His fingers close around the handkerchief in his pocket before he walks over.
Kang Joongi (MC/Omega)
Hey.
Kim Doan (MC BF/ Alpha)
You're early
Kang Joongi (MC/Omega)
could say the name
A beat. Students pass. Neither moves.
Kang Joongi (MC/Omega)
( Quietly)did you drop something?
Kim Doan (MC BF/ Alpha)
No.
Kang Joongi (MC/Omega)
Because I found something in my locker.
Kim Doan (MC BF/ Alpha)
(Nonchalant) maybe someone made a mistake.
Kang Joongi (MC/Omega)
(Soft) it didn't feel like a mistake
[Doan’s eyes flick to him. Sharp, unreadable. But not cold.]
Kim Doan (MC BF/ Alpha)
You are planning to return it?
Kang Joongi (MC/Omega)
Would you take it back?
Kim Doan (MC BF/ Alpha)
Doan (after a pause): No.
[Another silence. Heavy, but not uncomfortable.]
Kang Joongi (MC/Omega)
It was clean.
Kim Doan (MC BF/ Alpha)
Shouldn't it be?
Kang Joongi (MC/Omega)
Joongi (shaky breath, but holds his ground): No ones ever given me something... Without asking for something back.
Kim Doan (MC BF/ Alpha)
[Doan looks at home fully now. No smirk. No mask. Just that Doan-stillness. Dangerous only because.it's honest.]
Maybe I'm not no one.
Kang Joongi (MC/Omega)
(Joongi's breath catches. He can't look away. Doan doesn't.)
Kang Joongi (MC/Omega)
Joongi (quiet): I didn't say thank you.
Kim Doan (MC BF/ Alpha)
I didn't ask you to.
Kang Joongi (MC/Omega)
You didn't have to
Kim Doan (MC BF/ Alpha)
(Bell rings again. Doan straightens. The moment threatened by time.)
You should go.
Kang Joongi (MC/Omega)
Right.
Kang Joongi (MC/Omega)
(He turns but hesitates. just once.)
Without looking: you remembered that I don't wear gloves.
Kim Doan (MC BF/ Alpha)
(Soft): I remember a lot more than you think.
Author
To be continued... ❤️✍️<(￣︶￣)>
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