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Mark looked up at him, cocking an eyebrow.

"Um, no. Not really." He says, glancing over at the others.

"Come on, Mark. It'll just be a second." Soohyun says, giving an obviously fake smile.

"No. I'd rather not." Mark says, sighing.

"I'm not taking no as an answer." Soohyun says, crossing his arms over his chest. "I'll wait."

Mark rolls his eyes, "Fine." He stands up, following Soohyun out of the lunch room and to the hallway.

"I have an offer for you," Soohyun says, smiling softly. "You're welcome to come back to the football team."

Mark looked at him, a displeased look on his face.

"If..." Soohyun says, "You dump that boyfriend of your's and date Jiah. Or at least someone hot. And is a girl."

Mark looked at him, offended. "Yeah, no. Not happening. You couldn't pay me to do that."

"You sure? My family is rich."

"Are you serious right now? So fucking petty." Mark says, scoffing and walking back into the lunch room. He sits back down next to Jinyoung, furiously stuffing bread into his mouth.

"You look like a chipmunk," Jinyoung says, giggling. "So cute." He pecks Mark's cheek.

"What happened?" Jaebum says, draping his arm over Youngjae's shoulders.

"What we suspected. He asked me to rejoin the football team and leave Jinyoung." Mark says, scoffing.

"What did you say?"

"I said that he couldn't pay me to leave Jinyoung. No bribes or amount of money could make me do that."

"Awe, Mark," Jinyoung says, smiling genuinely and side hugging him. "Love you."

"I love you too."

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After lunch, the day continued. Everyone went to their separate classes, trying to find more information.

Mark carried on, going to his next class. He sat down in his seat towards the back, pulling out his notebook and earbuds. He had been using his earbuds a lot lately, to tune out the negativity or just escape the nonsense.

He had one earbud in, about to put in the second when someone sat down next to him. Which was unusual, since everyone had stopped sitting by him since he came out.

"Mark, hey." he heard someone say, making him turn to look at them.

It was Jiah.

"Um... Hi?" Mark says, setting the other earbud on his desk. "Can I help you?"

"You sure can," She says, blowing a bubble with her gum and popping it. "You're so handsome, Markie."

Mark raised an eyebrow. "Um, thanks?"

"You're so welcome." She scoots her desk closer to him, their desks touching now. "What do you have planned after school today, Mark?" she says, resting her hand on Mark's shoulder.

"Is that really any of your concern?" Mark says, looking around.

"Of course it is. Because if you don't have anything going on, I'd like you to come to my party tonight."

"Oh... I, um, no. I can't." Mark says, gulping. He hadn't really ever been flirted with, he was always the one to flirt. It felt weird to him.

"Why not? I'm sure you can cancel your plans. I'll just be a small party~"

"Can I bring Jinyoungie...?" He says, suddenly feeling lost and empty without his boyfriend. He wished he was here right now.

Jiah rolls her eyes, "Yeah, whatever. Bring whoever you want, I only care about you being there. 'Kay?"

"I guess."

"See you tonight, Markie. Dress nicely~" She says, grinning and pecking his cheek. She got up and went back to her desk, towards the middle of the class.

Mark felt so violated after her pecking his cheek. He groaned, wiping her cheap lipstick off his cheek and putting his other earbud in.

a/n: o shit man

I'm sick lol so I'm writing a bunch

also! I'm gonna post the character q&a tonight! so be sure to have all your questions ready to ask~

anyways, I hope you enjoyed!
please vote / comment, I really appreciate it!
thanks, ilysm~
-author em

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