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ιτ ωαѕ α τυєѕ∂αγ αƒτєяиοοи. Students were in their classes. Teachers taught them things they either recently discovered or have already known a long time. Jihoon was sitting on his Chemistry class, eyes drooping from lack of sleep last night.

"I told you to sleep early, idiot." Wonwoo whispered to him while highlighting a sentence in his book with a green highlighter, adjusting his golden spectacles as their teacher, Mrs. Kim, instructed them to turn to the next page.

Jihoon didn't pay him any mind as he crossed his arms over his opened book, leaning on them while telling Wonwoo to wake him if the teacher notices him.

Just as Jihoon leaned his head on his arms, he felt his phone vibrating on his pocket. He groaned internally at the disturbance before he pulled out his phone and opened it under the desk, hiding from his teacher's prey eyes.

1 new message from Soonyoung 💕

Meet me outside by
the comfort rooms.
Delivered 2:12 p.m.

Odd. What is Soonyoung trying to do? Skipping classes? Jihoon hopes not, because as much as he'd love to ditch this boring Chemistry class, he still needs his grades high for his future.

Nevertheless, Jihoon typed in an answer.

be there soon.
Delivered 2:13 p.m.

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мяѕ. κιм ℓєτ נιнοοи ουτ as the smaller excused himself to use the bathroom. Well, that's not quite a lie since Soonyoung plans to meet up with him there.

Speaking of which, why did Soonyoung want to see him? What is he planning for? But knowing Soonyoung, he has always been weird. So he has no idea what in the taller's head right now.

He walked through the quiet hallway, his hands on his pockets as he turned right to arrive to his destination.

He paused when he saw Soonyoung leaning on the pastel pink wall, biting his nail on his thumb as he tapped his foot on the marble floor, waiting for him to arrive. Jihoon suddenly felt nervous as he felt his heart beating in his chest, looking into the beauty that is Kwon Soonyoung.

Jihoon planned on stepping back, on backing out, because he felt like he doesn't know what he's doing, why he's here. His heart was booming in his chest and he worried the other would hear. But Soonyoung seemed to notice his presence and turned to look at him. Jihoon's heart jumped as their eyes meet, his hands clenching in his pockets.

He's lost his words and his sanity there and then.

Jihoon averted his gaze to the floor, his blush evident as he scratched his scalp. "So, what did you want me f—" but before he could finish his sentence, he found himself on the wall where Soonyoung was leaning previously. His hands were pinned by the sides of his head and he was surprised beyond words.

He wanted to say something, to talk. But his mouth was occupied. His heart continued hammering in his chest as Soonyoung took his breath away when their lips smashed together.

Jihoon held in his breath as Soonyoung had him cornered on a wall, lips sticking to one another and Jihoon felt weak to Soonyoung right there. His legs felt jelly, almost falling off when Soonyoung let go of his wrists from their death grips and snaked his arms around Jihoon's waist.