Dream Is An Alternate Universe
An Accident

High school students! Park Chanyeol EXO, Joy Red Velvet, and Reader

️ Readers have camera phobia.

An alternate universe begins now!

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...🎶...

...I'm still watching over you...

...From far away...

...Why am I being like this?...

...(.(.Chanyeol EXO and Punch - Stay With Me)...

...🎶...

Everything went well today, you thought to calm yourself. Returning to school after facing a big problem, which is even now finished, is not an easy matter. Your brother's determination is suspect, but you know in your heart that it was wrong, only three days ago. Obviously, this case is still hot. Now one schoolgirl is talking about it and of course you can't avoid being dragged into that vortex of bird news. You can hear it, but you have no power to argue or defend your brother. The media has made it seem like a genuine villain and you who can't fight better be quiet than waste your energy. The only thing keeping you afloat is your best friend Joy and the bell coming home, which is about to ring.

"So, that's how Hess' Law is applied. Because soon the bell will ring. Better prepare yourself to go home. So many lessons for today" the chemistry teacher stopped the lesson. Naturally, it was immediately greeted by the cheers of the disciples.

Teng! Teng!

Twice a blow to the bell signifies that the students can leave the classroom. You go straight out because you want to escape from this tiring day. Your legs even run small, as if being chased by something. However, it turned out that the front gate was already filled with reporters. You were ready to run away again, but it was too late. They've got their cameras ready and questions asked and they've made a tight circle. Journalists who swarm you don't care about the reprimand of your security guard or your body that begins to tremble. They only care about news.

"Create your brother ...."

"How do you respond ...."

"This is for the truth, Deck. Answer us." That question you can no longer answer. Your eyes begin to fade, the head feels spinning, and the chest feels tight. You just want to run away and it feels like you're screaming for help out loud. But who wants to hear your voice? Ninety percent of class mates make you the gossip of the moment. Joy? Your best friend is practicing dance for the race in a week, you can't bother him. After all, he's out of your reach.

You are confused, panicking at the same time. You're scared now of those lenses. On the light of the blitz. You stumble back and try to catch your breath again. Stalling at the crack of the crowd, hoping for someone to snatch. When your body can no longer stand up, someone returns a helping hand. It even pulls you out of there, splitting that camera loop. After it's all dark, you don't know who pulled your hand.

Maybe the security guard who just realized that he was in trouble, you think in the void.

"Ah, what's going on?" joy's voice of worry makes your consciousness full.

"I don't know, I don't remember." You answered briefly. You remember the truth. However, you don't understand why it could happen.

"He was mobbed by reporters and passed out as soon as I pulled him from there," the heavy voice of a man familiar to you answered the question, "it is only natural that you do not remember. You just woke up and maybe it's because you have a phobia of the crowd or .. camera maybe? That can happen too."

You squinted his eyes at the end of the UKS bed you were in. There was an old man leaning against the wall and folding his hands. Cold and haughty impression out of him or .. It's just your first impression because actually he has many friends. That's what you know about him, so far.

"So you .. thank you," you reply slowly. Still can't believe that the famous man in your school wants to save yourself who became the subject of skewed gossip.

"Sama-sama," the old man smiled faintly then walked out of the room. Your eyes are still glued to where you were standing, still trying to process all this and maybe you won't move if your best friend doesn't talk anymore.

"So, maybe your day isn't so bad ..," said Joy slowly, "a Park Chanyeol wants to save you."

"So really? Is that Park Chanyeol? For a moment I thought I was hallucinating."

"Your eyes don't cheat, man. What you saw earlier was indeed Chanyeol, the Famous Child. That's a hundred percent of your hallucination."

"Truly unexpected. Uh, Joy, please give me my phone. I want to go home soon," you flipped a gray alma mater by the name of 'Park Chanyeol' that had previously enveloped the body. You set the position to sit and raise your hands. Joy got your phone right away. How surprised you were when you found out there was a new strange contact on your phone.

CY01010000

"This must be Chanyeol's contact. Right? Hey, hey, hey. 'Ce ye one zero one zero zero zero', quite unique as well ..." you clucked and then smiled small.

"She said she wanted to know and help us. Actually, especially you, you know he's got good skills on computers? I think it will help you a lot. Wow, really a social butterfly and philanthropist. At first I thought he was just like everyone else, eating the news hooks raw," Joy said at length and you listened enthusiastically as well because Chanyeol seemed to have something to help you in this matter, "Oh, you know what, he smiled at you too! Maybe she likes you secretly?"

That sentence makes the look of your face instantly turn into denial.

"What the fuck! Joy, There's no way she likes me without any previous interaction. After all he's a social butterfly, everyone seems to have smiled like that." You rejected Joy's words. A famous person like Chanyeol likes you all of a sudden without any interaction? Is your life a Korean drama? That's a clear chance of getting close to zero. It even feels like your chances of meeting Super Junior seem to be greater than that.

"If it's not possible soon, yet" Joy chuckles after teasing you all out, "and returning her alma mater Chanyeol is the next interaction."

"Joy, it looks like my opponent meeting Super Junior in the SM building will be bigger than the possibility that he likes me. Interactions like this are based only on empathy. I'll go home thanks for helping me, "you get off the UKS bed and bring the big alma mater in your hand.

"That's it, huh? Just look at it later," Joy chuckled and embraced you, "Sama-sama. Also, be careful on the road and .. may the interaction of the two be smooth!"

"Jay!"