Has anyone ever said that

There are no coincidences in this world.

There is only destiny.

(Reference: Back cover blurb

xxxHolic

Volume 1)

“I wish we could accidentally see each other every day, that would be good.”

“I don't know if this is a coincidence or what, but I won't wait any longer.”

This story is a couple fiction.

JARK

The first story we wrote was to make amends for not being a fan of concert tickets.

GOT7

yes

There was no intention to hate this couple in any way. We love both of them.

I chose this pair because I normally fancy Mark Seme. And Jackson is sexy. Therefore it is very difficult and challenging for us.

Thank you everyone for stopping by and reading.

Ploy (not) clear 16.09.2016 ^_^

Coincidence...

We may have met somewhere.

We may have walked past each other.

We may have seen each other.

We may just never know each other.

'Next station...'

Every weekday Jackson, a boy with a handsome face With a cropped hairdo like an athlete wearing a uniform, students from a famous international school often have to take this subway line to go to school in the morning and rely on that to get home in the evening.

His daily life was very ordinary, in the morning he went to school. In the evening, join the fencing club. Maybe stop by to get something to eat with friends in the club and then go home. Of course, he never expected the extraordinary nature of his daily life, he just let everything flow. I don't notice my surroundings, I don't even look up from the smartphone in my hand when I'm standing or sitting on that subway line.

So he never knew. I never really knew that someone noticed him every day, more than just a coincidence in the morning (when normal humans' schedules tend to be precise), but even on some evenings the two of them rode the same train. always

Normally, Mark has a handsome face. And sometimes people complimented him on how beautiful he was (of course he wasn't satisfied). Students in the music department If there is a well-known public university, you will take this subway line to travel to the university. and return home regularly

Mark's daily life is normal, always going to school in the morning. In the evening, we practiced some music, some dance practice, and went home until he noticed a boy in a high school uniform from a famous international school on the subway line.

That boy caught Mark's eye with his outstanding looks, but even though Mark felt how attractive the boy looked, he never even greeted or spoke a word. He wanted some kind of coincidence to happen that would allow him to talk to that boy for once, but it didn't.. That kid kept pressing the cell phone in his hand aggressively.

Sometimes playing games, sometimes like talking to someone using a popular application.

Maybe that kid already had a girlfriend, Mark thought so and just let each day pass by.

Mark didn't have morning classes today but he chose to go to university early. He made an excuse for himself in his mind that today he would go practice his electric guitar in the morning at the school, when in fact he just wanted to see the kids. That's just that person.

Today, that boy still had something attractive about him. Maybe it was his cropped hair that didn't match his handsome face, or maybe it was his height that didn't match his athletic figure. In fact, Mark could never answer himself. I just feel like I want to keep looking, always wanting to see that child.

“Jackson!!” The sound of someone calling his name rang out amid the crowd of smartphones and announcements on the train. The boy Mark looked at every day suddenly looked up from his phone and raised his hand to high-five. With that person who called Jackson's name

That boy's name was Jackson. Mark finally learned the name. And this name will definitely be stuck in my head all day long.

“How did you get here, JB?” Jackson asked his friend who he happened to meet on the train.

“Last night, I stayed over at my girlfriend's house, so I had to come on this line. It's a little more open than my regular line." JB looked around the train.

“I'm bored with people who have boyfriends. I'm not moving in with my girlfriend. It will come up every day. Empty,” Jackson teased JB with a laugh and annoyance in his voice.

“I guess you don't have to be jealous of me, my friend, you might soon have one.” JB turned his head towards Jackson with an annoyed expression on his face.

“What is it?”

“You smooth, nine o'clock man in an orange supreme shirt. He's always looking at you.” Jackson pretended to turn and look at the station in the direction JB had told him.

The man turned away almost immediately as he looked away as if time had magically slowed down. For just a second, seeing that person's face, Jackson felt like time had suddenly stopped. Who has a face like a drawing? The white skin was so thin that it was afraid it would break. A truly magical hour He experienced it today.

"Come on friend, don't stare at him like that or he'll get embarrassed." JB whispered softly in Jackson's ear.

“Damn, you are so beautiful. Are you sure he's looking at me?” Jackson hurriedly turned and spoke softly to his friend next to him.

“Calm down my friend, I'm sure. But don't make a fuss. The chickens are all awake."

“fu_kme!!(

Damn it.) Why have I never seen him before?”

“For confidence, there will be another two stations to our school. When you get off, before the door closes, you turn around and look at him. I bet you'll get scolded by the teacher. He must be looking at you. You definitely won't be able to escape in time.”

Jackson wondered if in the distance of the two stations he had to get off, would it really be possible for that beautiful woman to be looking at him? Along the way, Jackson secretly looked at that person often. There were times when it seemed like their eyes met but Jackson wasn't sure if that was true. He eagerly wanted to prove it.

"station...."

People slowly got off the train, including the Jacksons. Jackson pretended to walk off the train in a normal manner, until the second the train was about to sound the alarm to close the doors, he turned around and looked inside the car as JB had said. suddenly

Seconds before the train doors closed That person was actually looking at him, looking straight at him, not anyone else. Jackson's heart pounded loudly and he swore that his face would be red all the way to his ears. He didn't know if this was called falling in love like everyone said or not, but it was definitely right now.

He felt like his heart had disappeared and followed that person.

The train door closed and Mark's heart fell into his eyes. Jackson already knew that Mark was watching. Otherwise, they wouldn't have turned to stare like this.

Mark thought about all sorts of things, and before he even thought about missing the train, he had already arrived at the station where he had to get off. Mark therefore had to keep these matters from stressing out until he was practicing music. He sat absently scratching his guitar in his hand like a soulless person until his friend who had just walked into the room had to say hello.

“Mark...Mark, hello.” Mark was slightly startled when his friend poked his finger into the middle of his face.

“Oh Jinyoung, since when?”

“Since two minutes ago, I have circled around you three times. What are you doing?” Jinyoung stands on his hips, teasing Mark with all his might, but even so, he looks really cute instead of scary.

“Nothing, just overthinking things. So why are you here this morning? You don't normally practice in the morning, right?" Mark asked Jinyoung, who was now sitting in front of the piano.

“Well, my boyfriend came to stay over last night and he woke up early and made a very irritated sound, so I couldn't sleep.” Jinyoung started playing with the keys in front of him while talking.

“Is your young girlfriend too fast? We've only been dating for two months. Have you come to stay overnight?" Mark was secretly a little shocked by his friend's flammability.

“It's normal to love each other, date each other, sleep together, are those elements of love? I don't think it has anything to do with the time.” Jinyoung started playing the song.

Canon in D

Gently, his eyes turned to look at his friend instead of the keyboard in front of him.

"And what if that boy leaves you?"

“Let it be a matter of breaking up with each other. Right now we love each other, we don't have to care at all. Don't think too much.” Mark was silent after that conversation to ponder this friend's attitude.

“Jinyoung, please ask,” Mark asked in a half-uncertain tone. “If you really like a person, you look at him every day. But he doesn't know you, we've never talked to each other. What are you going to do?”

“We will let him know that we exist. We will go and greet him. Let him get to know us Is this the matter of sitting so blankly?” Mark didn't answer, but Jinyoung knew just by looking in his eyes. His friend is extremely shy. It's no wonder he doesn't have the courage to go up and say hello to the person he likes.

“Stop making a face and crash into the other side. Ah Yod, do you understand? Other people will just take it and eat it.”

"But he might have a girlfriend."

“I don't know, it's not wrong, but if you don't start anything, even people you know won't be able to do it,” an enterprising friend suggested, causing Mark to feel energized. A small spark of hope rose in his heart.

Today, Jackson stood waiting for the train with a different feeling than every other day. There was both worry and excitement. Just thinking that he might be able to meet the person from this morning again made me feel a strange knot in my stomach.

He wanted to get to know that cute person, wanted to say hello, wanted to say that my name is Jackson. What's your name? I want to ask, do you look at me every day? But he was afraid that he would cause that person to panic too much. He didn't want to seem too narcissistic, but he couldn't help but feel a little proud that a short-headed man like him had such a cute person secretly looking at him.

The train door opened as it pulled into the platform and Jackson looked up expectantly. But I didn't see that cute person. So he stepped onto the train feeling a little disappointed that he wouldn't be able to see him today. We'll probably see each other tomorrow morning.

But when he walked in and took a seat on one side of the train, he felt that heaven was very sympathetic to him. The person sitting on the opposite side Looking at him, his face wide-eyed. When he stared back That person looked away and looked so cute that Jackson felt like teasing him.

Jackson made up his mind and he will move on.

"I'm sorry," Jackson tapped his shoulder. “Can I sit here?”

Actually, this train is very open, you can sit anywhere. But Jackson chose to walk in and ask to sit in the empty seat next to that cute person. Even though he was an elementary school student, he knew that he had a purpose other than wanting to sit.

That person's ears were so clearly red that Jackson felt his heart beat surprisingly happily. A cute person is embarrassed because of him. Just this makes me feel encouraged to work hard.

Jackson sat down and everything was quiet until after one station he struck up a conversation.

“Did you look at me this morning?” The conversation that started so casually made Mark feel like the world was collapsing. He was so embarrassed that he had to cover his face with his hand and nod lightly in acceptance.

“What is your name? My name is Jackson. Hope Jackson.” Mark couldn't believe his ears until he turned to look at Jackson through the gap in his palm. He was afraid but wanted to be brave.

“My name is Mark...” Unable to filter out any more words, Mark felt like he couldn't breathe.

“Brother Mark studies at university...is that so?”

"um"

"Do you...do you like me?"

It was like thunder had struck the middle of the head of this crazy kid who spoke so bluntly that Mark was startled and accidentally let his bag slip out of his hand with a loud bang. Mark felt like he couldn't do anything. I don't know how to answer. Is this the first time we've talked? Why did the conversation go so fast?

“Sorry, were you shocked? I saw you looking..”

“I like it, that's why I'm looking at it,” Mark braced himself when Jackson hadn't even finished his sentence and seemed to realize he'd accidentally said something embarrassing and had to immediately move one chair away from Jackson.

“I'm so happy.”

The strange atmosphere between the two of them fell into silence, with only station announcements passing by. They wanted to talk, wanted to talk more, but their shyness interfered so much that they couldn't speak. It's a bit awkward, but it feels good to know that the other person feels good as well. He doesn't mind that someone is secretly looking at him like a pervert like that.

“I have to get off and go first,” Mark said quickly, waving his hand ceremoniously goodbye. And he walked and waited until the door opened. He didn't dare turn to look at Jackson, afraid that his heart, which was already pounding hard, would get even stronger until it exploded.

Jackson looked at that thin back. He wanted to be with Mark a little more. I don't know. Even though we didn't talk about anything, he felt good that being close to Mark a little more would be good.

'Suddenly I fell down and got all wet.'

'Two stations to the room, please be patient.'

The sound of the conversation of the people who had just entered the train carriage could not help but fall into Jackson's ears. He touched his hand on his backpack and decided to sprint out of the train just a second before the doors closed.

He ran for a short time before he caught up with someone who had walked out before him. He called out that person's name and stopped him in his tracks.

"Brother Mark"

Mark stopped his feet and immediately turned around. He saw Jackson standing behind him, panting. Mark's heart pounded as if a dwarf was playing a drum. It was so loud that even people standing close to him could hear it.

“It's raining outside, I have an umbrella. Let me send it away.”

In the midst of the rain that seemed to fall all night, two people under the same umbrella seemed to have moved several steps closer to the wet footsteps that used to be boring on rainy days. It has become more melodious than ever before and I don't want it to end. I want the house to be further away. I want to spend more time together.

“See you tomorrow.”

I want tomorrow

and tomorrow's tomorrow

and every day

We met forever

a love story never ending