#oneweangst

Genre : Hogwarts!au

Theme : Angst

Pairing : Harin x N/A

Description : In the midst of a raging war, a boy who made all the wrong choices turned away from the chaos in search of a mirror that could reveal the deepest desire of a person's heart.

He knew very well that time was running out, yet he still ran as fast as his legs could take him for what felt like an eternity. Passing through almost every known corridor, he could finally feel shame and guilt creeping onto his heart as the stone walls around him stared at him accusingly.

He could hear them mocking him at the back of his head. Coward, there goes the coward.

The place he once called home was nothing but a fragment of old bittersweet memories. After all, he didn't belong there anymore. 

He tried his best to drown out the curses that were being thrown about from behind him and ignore the hot searing pain that was coming from his left forearm. He wanted to be strong like how he dreamed of being when he was younger, even if it was only just for this short moment.

He kept running in search of a place that was hidden in plain sight, and as the chaos behind him began to grow fainter, he was sure that he was heading towards the right direction.

It was getting darker, he could barely see anything clearly anymore.

So with a whisper, he breathed out, 

“Lumos”

From the tip of his wand, light illuminated the darkness around him, revealing a door a few steps in front of him which led to the very place that he was searching for this whole time.

With heavy yet hasty steps, he approached the dusty wooden door. As far as he knew, it had been awhile since the place was last visited by anyone, and it was evident just by looking at the rusty lock on the door.

Pointing his wand at the lock, he casted a non-verbal unlocking charm. Click.

The door creaked open as he placed his hand on it, giving it a gentle push. What he saw in front of him was an empty classroom, or so most people would think and not give a second thought about it.

This was the place where you could find the most desperate desire of a person's heart by looking back into your own pitiful reflection. 

This was where the Mirror of Erised was kept.

Taking in a deep breath, he closed his eyes and let his legs take him to where the mirror stood. As he was walking, his mind turned into a sea of memories. An overwhelming wave of regret washed over him as each memory floated around like a lost boat with a broken compass. 

Once his footsteps came to a stop, it meant that the mirror was in front of him and that he could finally open his eyes but he hesitated. He had a feeling that what he would be seeing would crush him inside and he was scared. He was terrified.

However again, time wasn't on his side so whether he liked it or not, he had to face the mirror. With that, he opened his eyes.

He saw himself.

He saw a boy who was lost, a boy who had made all the wrong decisions, a boy who broke too many promises.

His physical appearance wasn't any better. His raven-coloured hair almost looked completely gray due to the dust and debris that had fallen around him, his clothes were all tattered and torn, and his once flawless face was covered with scars and dried up blood. All evidence of the battle that was raging outside. 

Pulling away from his own reflection, he noticed that he was no longer alone in the mirror as four pairs of eyes were staring back at his own.

They belonged to his- 

No, he couldn't possibly call them his friends now, could he? After everything he had done to them?

As his vision began to cloud with tears, he heard someone calling his name.

“Harin-hyung, why the long face? I thought you promised we were going to play a game of jelly bean roulette at the dorms later?”, said Giwook with a pout.

Harin hurriedly wiped his tears away with his sleeve and shifted his eyes to the image of the young metamorphmagus who was struggling to carry his sweets in his arms. 

“I already bought 5 packs of Bertie Bott's during the last Hogsmeade trip! We're definitely not going to sleep tonight”, Giwook playfully bumped his rainbow-coloured head into Harin's back.

Even though he was well-aware that that wasn't the real Giwook, Harin still reached out his left hand to touch the spot where Giwook's image had previously bumped into his reflection's back. The feeling of melancholy enveloped his heart.

He couldn't take it anymore so he teared his gaze away from the younger boy but unfortunately as he did so, another person spoke.

“Woah, what's with the tears? Don't tell me you already watched the muggle movie without me!”

Not him. Why did it have to be him?

“Harin-ah, did you know I even borrowed this muggle contraption from the Muggle Studies Professor just for us to watch the movie? We just have to insert the round disk you found into this slot, and apparently images will start moving on its own, just like The Daily Prophet but with sounds! Aren't muggle wonders fascinating?”, Yonghoon-hyung exclaimed in excitement.

Harin surprised himself when he let out a chuckle at his hyung's rambling. But as soon as he realised what he did, his face instantly hardened.

How could he be happy when it was him who made his hyung suffer in the first place?

Frustrated at his hopeless stupidity, he curled his fingers into a fist and knocked hard on the mirror.

Fortunately, it didn't break but it did cause another person to speak up and that person was none other than-

“Hyungu..”, Harin's voice trembled under his breath.

“So I was thinking, maybe we could drop by Zonko's during the next hogsmeade trip? Mum owled me a pouch full of galleons for my birthday, can you believe it! Said it was better for me to pick out my own present but I bet she's just too lazy to go to Diagon Alley to go find one”, joked Hyungu who had his arm slung around Harin's shoulders in the mirror.

Kang Hyungu, was the first friend he ever made at Hogwarts. The story behind how they met was simple but sweet as the two had shared a compartment on the train and before any words were ever exchanged, chocolate frogs and pumpkin pasties were being passed back and forth between them first. From then on, they stuck by each other's side even though they were separated by their respective houses. They didn't let any house prejudice turn them against each other.

Their friendship ran deep. That is, until someone broke that trust. Harin could still picture the absolute horror and hurt he saw in his Hyungu's eyes when he did what he did. Not a day went by without him regretting everything that took place.

Harin let out a sigh. As much as he wanted this suffering to end, there was still one person left.

“Hi hyung, we missed you”, and upon hearing those soft gentle words, Harin's guilt began to overwhelm him. He tried to ignore the pain for as long as he could but it was getting unbearable.

Eventually, he crumpled to the ground and broke down into sobs. His hands were covering his face out of shame. His whole body was shaking.

“Harin-hyung, please don't cry”, the voice cooed.

“Dongmyeong-ah, I'm sorry, Hyung is really really sorry”, Harin managed to choke out.

“What are you sorry about? You didn't do anything wrong”, Dongmyeong smiled reassuringly. The sweetness from the younger boy's voice felt like honey to his ears.

It crushed his heart even more when he raised his head and saw that all four images of his old friends had crowded on the floor around his reflection and were looking at him in worry.

Harin knew exactly what he was doing when he left the battle to find the Mirror of Erised. He knew that they were going to lose and betraying them now would not be the best option. All he wanted was his last moments to be with the people he loved dearly and the mirror was the only way.

His friends were his deepest desire. 

And..he truly missed them.

[a/n]

it's been awhile since i last wrote something hehe, onewe's recent comeback was beyond my imagination and when the mv finally dropped, i just had to write something harry potter related because of all the beautiful aesthetics > < hope you enjoy!

Genre : short story

Theme : angst/fluff

Pairing : Kanghyun(Onewe) X Reader

Description : will Hyungu forgive you after you broke his trust years ago?

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

It was strange, filled with emotions

And my face changed in an instant

“I love you-” No, I hate you.

Hyungu's eyes were focused on your hands cupping your banana milk, almost protectively. He never understood your obsession with it. However, he did find it an endearing trait of yours. He never admitted that to you though cause he knew you'd tease him about it everytime.

Even after years of not speaking to each other, Hyungu secretly still had a soft spot for you. He didn't really blame you for your past decisions. He knew it wasn't entirely your fault that your heart fell for the wrong person.

Whenever he saw you in the hallways at school, you always had Youngjo-sunbaenim by your side. He was your boyfriend after all. Despite that, Hyungu would sometimes try to approach you only to refrain himself once you passed by him as if he wasn't there at all. You were smiling. That was all that mattered to Hyungu. He valued your happiness above his but you were too blinded by love to see that.

The day Hyungu finally confronted you, you decided to break your friendship with him and that's when it really dawned on him that he had truly lost you. His heart felt like it'd been stabbed mercilessly by you. The worst thing for him was, you left without even looking back.

Raising his eyes to meet yours, Hyungu was genuinely surprised at how the two of you finally crossed paths with each other after all these years. It was as if fate wanted to play a silly game to bring you two back together.

Hyungu was actually supposed to buy some snacks for the guys after spending hours practising on songs for their next performance. He didn't expect to find you working at the convenient store across the road from the company. Abandoning his duty to buy snacks, Hyungu picked up two bottles of banana milk from the shelf instead. He almost dropped the milk because his hands were shaking like crazy. He wondered where all the nerves was coming from. Trying to calm himself down, he leaned his back on one of the shelves in the aisles and took a deep breath. He peeked his head out to see you staring down at the counter, probably daydreaming about something. Typical Y/N.

He tried to keep his cool when he approached the counter. You were barely paying attention to him so he intentionally placed the milk directly at where you were staring. Once you noticed the items, you instantly scanned them as per normal without looking up. Hyungu, on the other hand, was turning beet red in embarrassment at your oblivious self. 'What if you don't notice him at all?' was running across his mind. Fortunately, that still moment was saved by the glint of familiarity caught in your eyes the second you looked up from the cash register.

Time moved in a blur and Hyungu finally found himself sipping banana milk with you outside of the store.

“If only he hadn't entered our lives, huh?”

Hyungu's question was redundant because the two of you would eventually realise by now that Kim Youngjo was a mistake made in the past.

“Hyungu..”, you trailed off as you tried to find the right words to say.

“Just so you know Y/N, I still care for you”, he interrupted softly.

Your eyes widened at his comment incredulously, “H-how could you still- after everything I did? I was horrible to you, Hyungu”

“You were everything to me, heck you were my best friend, Hyungu..but I treated you like trash”, you could feel your lips quivering as tears started to form slowly.

He averted his gaze from you. He couldn't bear to see you crying because of him.

“Please don't cry, Y/N..”, he wasn't looking at you but from the sound of his wavering voice, you knew he had tears forming in his eyes too.

“I'm not asking for us to be friends again because I would definitely make a terrible friend, all I'm asking for is forgiveness for being too dumb in the past to realise that our friendship was more important than that..guy”

You were practically begging because you weren't sure if this chance meeting was just a one-time thing.

“You don't need to apologise to me, we can't help with who we fall in love with”, he shrugged as his eyes bored into your own with such intensity.

“Let's just try to move on from the past, okay?”, he gave a warm reassuring smile.

“It might take some time before everything goes back to normal but I'm sure we'll work things out”

Before you could reply back to him, he was already getting ready to leave. You stood up from your seat. This was it. You were going to go your own separate ways again. The feeling sucked but you had to live with it.

“Um..thanks for the banana milk”, you awkwardly thanked him before mentally facepalming yourself. Thanks for the milk? Seriously? You're a genius, Y/N.

Hyungu was already a few steps away when you thanked him. He shook and bowed his head low, visibly trying to stifle a laugh.

When he regained his composure, he uttered something back at you with his back still facing you.

“Wanna hear a funny story?”

You cocked your head in confusion.

“Remember when I said we can't help with who we fall in love with? I guess it's too late now for me to confess-”

“Kim Youngjo, you lucky bastard”

[a/n]

dun dun dunnn..is this it? is this the end? i dunno either hahah youngjo sweetie, i'm sooo sorry i did you dirty in this fic T-T

stan weus bruh~

Genre : short story

Theme : angst

Pairing : Kanghyun(Onewe) X Reader

Description : time had stopped once you caught his eyes. this was the very first time you guys met in a very long time. were you friends? who knows. you did ruin a perfectly normal friendship with him. Question was, why were your eyes filled with regret when you saw Kang Hyungu in front of you?

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Smiling with a drink in hand, I can talk about it now.

“That'll be-”, you choked on your own words.

You couldn't believe it. Out of all the people in the world, your first ever customer had to be him. Kang Hyungu. Maybe it wasn't him, maybe your eyes were just playing tricks on you. You tried to convince yourself.

“..free-of-charge?”, he cocked his eyebrow questioningly. He was probably amused at your sudden daze.

You snapped out of it.

“2000 Won please”, you avoided his gaze looking at only the money in his outstretched hand.

Once he took the change you gave him, you let out a deep sigh of relief. An air of awkwardness was clouding your consciousness that you weren't even aware you were holding your breath for quite some time.

Finally, he was about to leave.

Except he didn't though. Instead, he paused right in front of the store's entrance with his hand clutching the door's handle, head bowed.

From your peripheral vision, you stared at him quizzically. Slowly in that short period of time, questions started to flood your head only to be interrupted.

Scoff.

“Did you really think I wouldn't recognise you, Y/N?”

He chuckled but it was different than before. Your heart clenched upon hearing the once familiar sound, now coated with an essence of melancholy.

Time seemed to miraculously slow down. The silence in between was almost deafening. Your heart was pounding against your chest. No.

“And here I thought I'd gotten the wrong person but no, it is you isn't it?”, he humoured sarcastically. Ah, that hurt.

Before you could muster up the courage to reply him, you found his fingers curled around your wrist before gently yet firmly dragging you around the counter and out of the store.

You couldn't care less about leaving the store unsupervised. Besides, there weren't many people around.

Thunk.

The sound of the banana milk bottles hitting the table outside brought you out of your thoughts. “You never changed, huh?”, he asked, a faint glimmer of jest in his eyes.

“Still the same Y/N who loves daydreaming”

Now both of you were facing each other, sitting at the table outside the store. The LED lights behind you were illuminating softly onto Hyungu's face. It made him look like an angel almost. Anyone who saw him at this moment would have described him with one word — ethereal. Your eyes unconsciously wandered around his features. Blond suited him well.

“There you go, again”

“So do you”

“Hm?”

You repeated yourself, “I mean, you changed too”. Specks of red dusted your cheeks.

“We have something in common then”, you caught him lifting the corners of his mouth slightly.

I wanna go back, back, back, back, back.

Fitting. Cause you wanted to go back to how it was before with the banana-haired boy in front of you.

“Hm, nice song”, Hyungu hummed.

“..yeah”, your voice trailed.

“It makes me wanna ask, do you ever wanna go back?”, he asked knowing you knew what he meant by 'going back'.

There it was. The kind smile that you always saw whenever you were with him. With your friend, Hyungu.

He nodded understandingly at your silence, he knew. Of course he would.

“If only he hadn't existed in our lives, huh?”

Both of you knew who he meant. Kim Youngjo.

Seemingly perfect to anyone who knew of him, he was a year above you in school. Raven-coloured hair, alluring dark orbs, pearl-white teeth. Juniors idolised him while seniors wanted to be friends with him.

Everything happened when he crossed paths with you.

Ring!

It was lunchtime but you and Hyungu decided to skip it for the school library instead.

Miss Lee, the school's librarian, had told the both of you that the library was going to be restocked with newly-released manhwas. You guys were manhwa addicts so it wasn't surprising that you wanted to be the first two to grab ahold of them.

A few manhwas in, your eyes were starting to droop involuntaringly. Glancing to your right, you saw Hyungu's black fluff of hair touching the pages of a manhwa he was reading. Idiot fell asleep.

You tried to tug the manhwa from under him so he wouldn't drool all over it but you accidentally tugged too hard Hyungu's head hit the table with a low thud.

Oops.

Someone stiffled a laugh.

Your head shot up to see Kim Youngjo-sunbaenim standing near a bookshelf not to far from a still-sleeping Hyungu, trying hard to hide his laughter.

You smiled gingerly in his direction.

That was the very first interaction.

Spicy food should be dubbed as the devil's food in your honest opinion. It tempted and it tortured people. Too bad, your love for it had blinded any signs of rationality in you. You kept eating it then regretting after.

One day, you had bought spicy tteokbokki for lunch. Normally whenever you were having a spicy food crisis, Hyungu would immediately get you some fruits to cool down the spice.

However, he was on sick leave that day so you were forced to suffer silently in your seat. The spiciness was too much you couldn't even stand up.

Luckily for you, a bottle of banana milk appeared in front of your eyes. You didn't even care who gave it to you, you immediately downed the whole bottle.

Later you found out that it was Youngjo-sunbaenim who had given you the banana milk. Blush creeped up your cheeks out of embarrassment. How kind of him.

After that, both you and Youngjo-oppa kept crossing paths with each other. Every time you did, he'd always give you a bottle of banana milk. You found it cute. Days passed and the two of you slowly got closer each day. People were waiting and expecting you two to date.

Eventually on your birthday, he met you after school with two bottles of banana milk in hand.

“Aw, two for me? Tell me, Youngjo-oppa..do you maybe have a crush on me?”, you nudged his shoulders teasingly.

He scratched his red ears, “Actually Y/N, yeah I do”.

You stopped in your tracks. His blunt honesty caught you off guard. Yeah you always thought he was cute and kind but never did you imagine the two of you being more than friends. It made you curious.

“D-do you maybe wanna be more than friends with me?”, he stammered while he fidgeted with his hands behind his back.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, do you..wanna be my girlfriend?”

For the rest of your school years, you and Youngjo-oppa paraded the hallways as an item. It began with him joining you and Hyungu during lunch. Then he was practically there with the two of you anytime and anywhere. You found it quite endearing..in the past.

Blind love took ahold of you that even when Hyungu would always excuse himself everytime Youngjo-oppa appeared, you didn't even think twice as to why he did it.

The more you were with Youngjo-oppa, the more you were drifting apart from Hyungu. You didn't even notice.

Dating Youngjo-oppa was a thrill. You skipped lessons with him, hanging out under the bleachers. You would sneak out of the apartment at 2 in the morning to go to noraebangs with him. Being with him made you rebellious and you thought that it made you happy.

Until one day, Hyungu approached you after you had avoided him for a few weeks straight.

“Y/N”, he called out.

You tried to avoid him but he was too fast. He then led you under an empty staircase. His face devoid of any humour. “What's happening to you, Y/N?”, he asked looking at your eyes that were avoiding his gaze.

You shrugged him off, “Absolutely nothing's happening to me, Hyungu”.

Just as you were about to leave, he'd caught ahold of your wrist before replying to you in his most gentlest voice, “This isn't funny anymore, Y/N. You know you've changed ever since that guy entered our lives”. He sounded like a defeated puppy.

“That guy is my boyfriend, Hyungu and if you can't accept that then maybe you're much better off without me!”, your voice started to raise, anger boiled in your veins. The nerve of him insulting your boyfriend.

“No I'm not, Y/N..because I care about you”, his voice cracked saying those last words.

“Well, if you cared about me you would understand my feelings”

With that, you just left him alone under the staircase without even daring to look back. Little did you know with slumped shoulders, Hyungu was trying hard not to let his tears fall as your back became smaller in his blurry vision.

From then on, both of you didn't talk to each other even until Hyungu graduated. Unfortunately for you, you had to stay back a year because your grades were failing. So after a few long years of friendship..that was eventually ruined, the two of you were finally not going to see each other everyday.

You always thought to yourself about how stupid you were for trusting Kim Youngjo more than your bestfriend. Now you were alone without a trusted friend or a cheating snake by your side. If you could, you wished to go back to how things were before.

Whoever heard your prayers, you couldn't thank them enough. You had been wondering if fate ever decided to make the two of you cross paths again.

Finally, you were there sipping banana milk with him.

Looking back then, I would've called myself a fool.

[a/n]

this one really took a long time to write heh, anyways here's the angsty part two of Memory ^ ^ Part three's gonna be them talking it out with each other~

enjoy reading and stan Onewe