with a pair of scissors [Jingyeom] /eng/

Part 1. Jinyoung

My name is Kim Yugyeom.

Jinyoung stares at the sentence, scratched right on the table with a pair of scissors or a small knife, or something. Probably scissors, because that's the only sharp object you allowed to have in school. He takes out a pencil and a sticky note, writing "Don't damage school property. JYP" and putting the sticky note under the table, drawing then a light pencil line from the scratched sentence to the edge of the table.

I hope he is smart enough to understand it, Jinyoung thinks, paying his full attention back to the teacher.

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Don't be such a pain in the neck.

Jinyoung feels his eye twitching when he sees another scratched out note on the table. This boy, Yugyeom, is really getting on his nerves. At least he was smart enough to understand his hint. But even if he is smart, it doesn't mean he can be that disrespectful!

Don't your parents teach you to respect elders?

He leaves the sticky note under the table before leaving the class. If this boy will continue yo talk with him in such a manner, Jinyoung will have nothing else to do except of finding him and teaching him some lessons. Youth in their centuries was very... different.

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Why are you so confident that you're older than me?

Jinyoung thanks every single god that he knows, because this time note was left on the same sticky note that Jinyoung left yesterday under the table. He smirks, because he was smart enough to look through students' cards to find out who Kim Yugyeom is, thanks to him for leaving his name on the table. Yugyeom was only on first year of college, while Jinyoung himself was on fourth.

You were dumb enough to scratch your name permanently on the table. Do you think it's that hard to find you in students' cards then?

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Ok-ok, I am sorry for being disrespectful, hyung.

Why did you scratch out your name?

I just...