better ➸ mashikyu

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Cold wind blew across Junkyu's face as soon as he reached the school's rooftop. This is where he and his friends usually hang out. This is where they meet up after school or during break, where they talk about God knows what, and even eat those shit of a food their school sells.

Byunggon waved at him when he saw Junkyu enter the door, "How's the penalty going?"

Seunghun snickered, "You know, rather than calling it penalty, challenge is more suitable. You're saying penalty as if the Japanese transfer is not a catch."

"I'd even call that reward," Yedam shrugged as scrolled through his instagram accoun, "He's beautiful and I heard he can sing too."

Junkyu rolled his eyes, "I really don't know if I can do this. The bet is about a car racing, come on! It's not even a big deal." he exclaimed,

"It is a big deal! You insulted me and my car, you told me I won't win because I have a trashy car and my enemy has a sports car, guess what? I won!" Byunggon yelled,

"He called his opponent, enemy." Hyunsuk laughed,

Seunghun scoffed, "Petty."

"I told you it's petty as hell." Yedam looked at Byunggon with disappointment, "But we can't do anything about it, Kyu. You lost, he won. I still don't agree with this whole breaking the Japanese transfer's heart thing since I know you guys aren't heartless motherfuckers but I don't wanna deal with a petty Byunggon, we all don't want to deal with a petty Byunggon." Yedam added making Junkyu ruffle his hair in frustration.

"So, any progress?"

"No, I don't know how to approach him. I haven't done anything yet." Junkyu said, "I could use a hand though. Give me ideas since it's your idea." he looked at Byunggon,

Byunggon pursed his lips, "I.. I don't know. Maybe bump into him or something,"

Yedam scoofed as he shook his head, "He's full of shitty ideas, Kyu. Don't ever ask him again."

"Whatever, I'll do it myself." Junkyu brushed them away, "Is it gonna rain?" he asked after seeing the sky suddenly filled with clouds covering the sun and their surroundings darkening up,

Hyunsuk looked up, "Yeah, I think it is." he looked down at his phone, "It is. Let's go, we're probably gonna get rained if we stay here."

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"What's your plan again?" Byunggon asked, confused at what Junkyu just said,

"Steal his umbrella, hide it then share my umbrella with him." Junkyu tilted his head and smiled at his plan like a proud puppy who have gotten head pats,

Seunghun made a face, "That's it? You could do better than that but.. We have no other choice, right?" He sighed, "Might as well give your plan a shot."

Yedam rubbed his face with his left hand, "I still don't agree with all of this." his disappointment evident,

"How will you steal the Japanese transfer's umbrella?" Hyunsuk asked,

"Can we like, stop calling him Japanese transfer? He has a name, it's Mashiho." Yedam interrupted their conversation,

Byunggon raised his left eyebrow, "How did you know?"