"So Taeyong, Sicheng tells me that you made out with a guy from the party we went to last night?" Says a brown haired male who stood next to the aligned blue lockers with an open book in hands.
The flickering lights above gazed upon the un-occupied boy, when looking from the book he was recently reading. Something had caught his attention to snap forward.
The gazing light reflected off the lens of his glasses when watching the other's scatter throughout the decored hall in search of the nearest exit.
Paying no mind to the flustered younger who stood beside, quickly re-framed the rime of his glasses, then turned to face the painted locker with a hand reaching towards the pad-lock.
"Did you hear my question Tae? Did you make out with a guy from the party last night? His name is Yuta, right?" He repeats, looking from the scattering crowd to the flustered boy beside who said nothing but to only profoundly shield his burning face with a notebook he pulled from the shelf.
"S-so what if me and Yuta made out. It's none of your concern." Taeyong stammers, poking his submerged face from the book.
His pink locks lop-siding as he curiously eyed his taller friend who let out a laugh before focusing back onto the book.
"Well for starters, when I came along with you to the party. Remember when I stayed behind the dance floor while you trailed off to get a drink, but never returned. Til about two in the morning I awaited for you outside with Ten, but sill didn't return."
From the lens of the older's glasses, Taeyong trembled slightly under the burning side gaze boring into his fearful one's, then snapped away.
"I'm sorry Johnny, I've must've forgotten you were still there."
Snapping the book shut, Johnny groaned, then on his heel and exited from the now empty hall.
"To think of what kind of friend you are. I waited over three hours for you to return, and all I get is I've must've forgotten you were still there. What a load of bull."
Johnny shouted as he continued down the hall, and exited the building, leaving the pink haired boy in a gaping silence gnawing at his back.
That previous night was a bit of an experience for Taeyong. To think that he'd be capable enough to sneak from the house past curfew or to ever walk into a random party he'd been invited to by a former classmate, Jeong sewoon.
Knowing the type of person he was who disliked being around crowded places with unknown faces scattering from here to there. So most of the time he'd likely just stay with the people he's known. Like Johnny who tagged along, though he wasn't the party person type. He'd still go without a doubt or if Taeyong supposedly forced him to come along so he wouldn't be alone otherwise it'll be awkward.
The party itself wasn't as bad as Taeyong thought. It was the fact that he was the only Junior hanging around numerous graduate seniors including Johnny. Like it wasn't his time or place to be, but would have the slightest courage to push aside those thoughts and focused onto the actual reason that brought the younger to his feet and out the window of his house.
Johnny would be the first to have caught onto Taeyong's unusual actions, but it was Jeong who noticed every signal displaying from the moment he entered the noisy house.
He looked quite nervous from Jeong's perspective when stroding through the blazed crowd to greet the two boy's. A crescent curving his pink lips.