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NCT 2018
-by Admin Mari
A/N: Here’s something to ease everyone’s pain after the yearbook videos… and if someone writes stories about these send them to me because I wanna read them
Edit: ALSO CAN WE ALL YELL TOGETHER BECAUSE JUNGWOO, KUN, AND LUCAS ARE DEBUTING IN A NEW UNIT
Taeyong
Watches you from across the bar
Gaze as deep as the ocean
Looks at you in the mirror behind all the drinks
Won’t approach you
But will bite his lip ring like the damn tease his is
So you’re always left wondering what kind of thoughts he holds
Keeps the glass between his fingers in a tight grip
He practically owns the jukebox
Everyone tries to get his attention
But he prefers to stay in the corner blending in with the smoke of the room
Jaehyun
Heavy gambler
Always dressed to the nines
Wins every game in the casino
Definitely counts cards
Has small tattoos on his neck and hands that could either be for pleasure or for a gang
If you’re smart you don’t ask him about it
He’ll talk to you like you’re the only one worth conversing with
But only if you have money he can swindle
Never drinks but buys everyone rounds when he wins
He actually owns the casino across town
Jungwoo
The wallflower you find at college parties
Taps out songs onto the cup in his hand
Always has water
Unless of course it isn’t
Always has his own supplements to add to his drinks
Avoids contact with people outside his friend group
Those that approach them always get the cold shoulder
He watches everyone lose their minds once they’re drunk
He’s long gone before the police ever show up
Make you wonder if he was ever actually there in the first place
Winwin
Heir to a billion dollar corporate conglomerate
Wears clothes more expensive than your house
Attends every party across the business world
Throws his own at least once a month
Never seems to stay at parties for long
Except for his own where he can be found pacing the perimeter
As if he’s observing
Watches you fiercely but knows you can’t give him what he needs socially
Secretly planning to dismantle his father’s business
It’s not worth his time anyway
Ten
Fashion designer that everyone believes is a model
Never listens to those rumors
Very particular about everything
His models are never the typical tall and skinny girls
Uses his own cologne to keep up appearance
Keeps black cats around despite the looming tales of bad luck
He uses them as almost a reverse charm
Wears chokers so tight they cut into his skin
Lives for a rush outside of dull socialites
Never attends his own shows
Jisung
Son of an aristocrat that runs away from home every other week
Not that his parents care
Everything he owns is super expensive
Except for his bike
Which he stole
Doesn’t care for much aside from finding himself trouble
His legs are bruised beyond recognition
Because he’ll overestimate his ability
Will challenge anyone
Not keen on losing, so he’ll win whatever the cost
Jaemin
The son of your parents’ friends
He’s at every social gathering his parents are at but will only talk to you if they’re not around
Even then he doesn’t talk much
Unless you can get him started on the correct subject
The edges of his lips are always slightly curled up
As if he has a secret that would ruin everything
He has a single piercing in his right ear
And his parents always look at it disapprovingly
They don’t even know where he got it
He’ll never tell
Yuta
Vandalizes buildings with curse words
Or just simply his name
He goes over the work of others sometimes
He marks the buildings across town
Aside from the markings themselves there’s never any evidence
The police have no leads aside from his name
Makes his writing as big and loud as possible
Just to frustrate the authorities
In a burst of anger he crosses out all his graffiti in the dead of night
He leaves his spray can in a stack beneath the destruction
Haechan
Has a look on his face that says he’s scheming
His glasses stay perfectly on his nose
Always has the same book with him anywhere he goes
He stares at you over the pages
Not peeks, not gazes. Stares
The cover is so reflective it could be a mirror
You can see yourself shiver in the spine
There’s always a chill in the air but you can’t tell if it’s unsettling or not
When he’s deep in thought the book will rest against the lower half of his face
There’s more questions about the contents of the book than answers
Chenle
Neighborhood kid that everyone know but no one really talks to
His house is at the end of the street and is really ominous
Everyone whispers stories about him and his family
Carries around a knife in his boot
Cuts everything he can into uneven slices
Just for the sheer fact that it bothers everyone
Carves his name everywhere
Desks, trees, his own food
He wanders the neighborhood at night
And honestly it freaks even his own parents out
Taeil
He can finish a Rubik’s cube in ten seconds
However he has a silver one where he only spins the sides slowly like he’s toying with it
Sits in the back of the lecture hall
Never pays attention to what the professor’s saying
Only plays with the puzzle
Sometimes he leaves it unsolved at his desk
But no one ever touches it so it’s always there the next time he has class
His backpack is constantly overflowing with foil streamers
There are trails of them anywhere he goes
You’re not sure what their purpose is
Kun
Works in a botanical garden but stays away from everyone
Prefers to work in the back
Doesn’t speak, even when talked to
Most of the employees don’t believe he leaves at night
He’s always off to the sides amongst the foliage
Never has dirt beneath his fingernails or anywhere else for that matter
His gaze is always cold toward people but more lax toward the plants
He always dressed really nicely which confuses a lot of people
There was a time before he wore the crown everyday
But no one remembers it
Johnny
A model in the name brands industry
No one knows where he came from
It was like he just appeared one day
Known for changing up the tones
Doesn’t really do the “happy” shoots
Disappears the second the camera is off him
He’s very selective about the people he works with
Meaning really only a top few have ever actually spoken with him
He never does live modelings
So all you ever see are photos of him
Lucas
Runs an underground nightclub only a few people know about
It’s so hard to get in that most people don’t even wait in line
The inside is overflowing with neon lights
He watches from behind the lights or blinds in his office
His gaze is scarily hypnotic
Sometimes he’ll let people in the VIP section
Those people have never shown up again
Yet everyone is dying for a peek
Everything about his club holds a mysterious aura
Once you go in there’s no guarantee you’ll ever be able to leave
Doyoung
He’s dangerous because you’d never expect him to be
He’s always clean cut
Smiles brilliantly
Unless you’re not looking
Then he goes back to a blank slate
Except for his eyes that are always piercing
It’s hard to ignore him because he demands attention the second he’s in the room
Without ever parting his lips
Makes an insane amount of money from something he does on the side
No one know what it is and no one dares ask
Renjun
Gives off a vibe of impatience
As if there’s somewhere else he has to be
But he’ll listen to anything you have to say
As long as you’re willing to do him a favor
Wears chokers that look like collars
It makes you wonder if maybe he’s not the game master
But simply a player
That’s honestly a scarier thought
Because if he hasn’t figured out a way to get to the top
How will anyone else survive the game?
Jeno
One of those people you see passing in the street and you wonder if he’s even real
He wears glass for show rather than to aid his eyesight
Or is it to help hide his identity?
Always in a tux, no matter the occasion
His hair is always slicked back
He makes everyone do a double take
But he pays no mind
He has more important business to attend to anyway
His smirk let’s him bypass all security
No one sees him coming
Mark
He watches you everywhere you go
His eyes are glued to you
But because of his expression it’s hard to tell if he’s being judgemental
His expressions go from bright and open
To dark and stormy in an instant
When you pass him chills run down your spine
It’s as if he’s a warning to an impending danger
But he’s not here to save anyone
Not when he’s the last thing people see
And you just locked eyes with him
