『 Palette | b.c + y.ji 』

「Three」

Chapter Three; Of not-so-silent whispers

When Jeongin entered the campus the very next day, he certainly didn't expect the attention. The first thing that went through his mind when he saw the other students' stares was, "Curse you, Bang Chan." as the second thought was "Fuck," and the brunette certainly didn't expect him to attract that many attention as he isn't popular at all.

And then he remembers what happened yesterday and, damn, he did create such a commotion. I mean, who else would have the guts to do that to the Bang Chan? The answer is definitely Yang Jeongin,

Making his way towards his locker, he spots Felix not too far away from his locker animatedly talking to Seungmin. Picking up his pace, in just a few seconds he reaches the duo. Noticing his presence, Felix greets the younger in his usual cheery tone as the redhead also greets him. Jeongin returns the greetings with a small smile.

Turning away from them, the duo returns to their previous topic as the younger puts the passcode to unlock his locker. After successfully opening the locker, Jeongin comes face to face with a piece of paper he's sure he didn't put their before. Slightly confused, Jeongin turns to his friends with the scented paper in his hand.

Waving it slightly, he speaks up to his friends. "Okay, so, fuckers, who put this in my locker thinking that it would be a nice idea to prank me?" He asks as a sly smirk paints his face. "What do you mean?" Felix asks face contorted in pure confusion, to which Jeongin replies with wiggling the piece of paper around the air.

Seungmin raises an eyebrow at this, "Before you blame us for some shit we probably didn't even do how about you read it first, hmm?" The redhead male suggests with an amused expression. Back leaned against the metal material of the locker as he crosses his arms over his chest. "You know something about this, don't you?" The fox-like male squints his eyes at him, seemingly making him look suspicious of his best friend. Seungmin replies with an exasperated sigh, "Just read it or whatever, while we continue our little conversation over here." The youngest of the group just rolls his eyes at the older's attitude but, silently complies to what he said.

Jeongin looks down on the paper on his hands as the duo continues their previous conversation to which Jeongin didn't even bother listening to. Unfolding the scented paper, it's pretty pink color slightly glimmering in the light as it is adorned in gold glitters. To Foxy, it read.

And that two words made Jeongin realize who this person already was. Rolling his eyes as his mind wanders to just what had happened just the day before, blood boiling in anger as he still hadn't received his sketchbook. But nonetheless, he continues to read the handwritten letter.

I couldn't find another paper and this seemed fancy so I had no choice but, yeah, it's me Chan and If you want your sketchbook or sketchpad (or whatever the fuck you call that) back you need to meet me after class on the rooftop. I'll be waiting!

- Wolf

Flipping the paper, Jeongin rereads the letter again and again. With the reason of finding it pleasant with the older's surprisingly clean handwriting and two, because what the fuck?

This seemed to be one of those cliche dramas he had seen before that would start with the two leads into hating each other, then, stupidly falls in love with each other. But with Jeongin and Chan, it's different. Because of, one, they do hate each other but, they won't fall in love with each other and two, that's absolutely disgusting and three, that's completely, utterly impossible.

"Oh my god! Innie just recieved a love letter!" Felix's deep voice abruptly stopped the said boy's thoughts. "Who is it from?" Seungmin asks, attention all focused on Jeongin. "It's from Bang Chan--"