First Class [ yeongyu ff ]

part one

Finally.
The last day of high school.
Yeonjun woke up to his loudly beeping alarm, as his first thoughts raced through his mind. Finally, he was free from this chamber of what seemed like pure abuse ever since he was five. He of course had to admit, it wasn't the worst thing ever, but he'd have to admit he was glad it'd be over.
He slammed his hand down immediately to the loudly ringing machine, and got up to grab his outfit for the day. Simply a lose pair of ripped jeans, a white t-shirt, and a black beanie. He stretched for a few seconds and shortly after, put his outfit on. He sighed and thought about the fact he might actually miss school. He'd miss waking up everyday knowing his best friend of thirteen years, Beomgyu, would be there to greet him. And oh, did he love Beomgyu. He was perfectly precious to him, more than he had probably known. Yeonjun couldn't exactly remember when this feeling had started, but all he knew was that it was stronger than life itself.
Yeonjun finally decided to begin walking to school, gazing at the familiar sunrise that he'd see every morning when he'd make his way to the huge building known as his school. Pulling his cell phone out to look at the time, he realized he'd be late if he didn't hurry. He began jogging, and arrived to the tall, brick building. He walked in and immediately was hugged and greeted by a man of the same height as him, with a soft sweater and tight arms, which were comfortably wrapped around him. He gazed up, making direct eye contact with who he could already tell, was Beomgyu.
"I missed ya, loser!" Beomgyu broke the hug, laughing and grabbing Yeonjun's arm to their table, which was filled with all of their friends.
"I missed you too," Yeonjun laughed, feeling heat on his face from the warm embrace he had received just seconds ago.
"It's finally the last day. I've been waiting for this, well, my whole life." Taehyun held his face up with his two hands, smiling brightly.
"I'll miss you guys," Soobin added.
"Of course, but it's not like we can't see each other ever again," Beomgyu said, while laying his arm around Yeonjun's shoulder.
"Yeah," Hueningkai began, shoving his breakfast in his mouth. "We can all meet up whenever we want."
The bell to head to class finally rang, and they all went their seperate ways to go to their classrooms, Beomgyu giving Yeonjun yet another hug before they went through their seperate halls.
This was going to be a good day.

(I think this will end up being really interesting! I'm suprising myself, too, actually. Lol. I hope you enjoyed and don't hesitate to leave your thoughts in the comments!)