Beomgyu's Reasons Why [ BeomJun/ YeonGyu / TaeGyu ]

The One Who Loved

Right, Yeonjun was used to the attention. 

Outside Yeonjun's classroom, a very familiar group of people waited by the door, some of them were conversing with themselves, while the others were doing what the rest of the campus did-- stare at Yeonjun.

For the first time, Yeonjun felt inferior... or at least overwhelmed. He checked his wristwatch, and upon seeing it was still early, he pulled Beomgyu into another hallway.

"Hyung? Your room was that way," Beomgyu said, pointing back at the direction they came from, but he let Yeonjun pull him by the wrist anyway. 

"Who are they, Beom?"

"What, who?" Yeonjun stared at Beomgyu until it would click in Beomgyu's head, "Oh. ZEETA. I wouldn't be shocked if they were there to talk to you."

"Talk to me? About?"

Beomgyu did not want to talk about this, of ZEETA, of all things. "About recruiting you."

"Recruit?"

"C'mon, hyung," now Beomgyu was being impatient, "If they were a normal group of friends they wouldn't name themselves ZEETA. They're a frat, hyung. They do stupid, messed up stuff. You'd fit in." Beomgyu slammed his own mouth shut. He didn't mean for it to come out that way.

"Hyung, I'm--"

"Yeah, don't sweat it," Yeonjun sighed, looking down, "Like I said... I'll try and be low-key for now. I don't have time to get myself into ZEETA."

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Beomgyu usually sat alone in the school's cafeteria. He sat at the corner, silently eating and keeping himself company.

Although he didn't really enjoy the food in the canteen, he forced down the meal just so he'd have energy to make it through the day. 

There was nothing new, really. Beomgyu didn't bother to look for Yeonjun since he must've found better friends by now. The girls at the table next to him kept gossiping about stuff Beomgyu could care less about..., and then they started talking about the hot new kid. 

He almost called out one of the girls to stop referring to Yeonjun as the hot new kid. He missed having Yeonjun as his own little secret.

The jocks sat at the middle tables, Beomgyu began to suspect they didn't know how to sit down correctly, since about two thirds of them sat directly on the table. They were loud, if Beomgyu listened hard enough, he could almost hear their chewing sounds and-- "Yeah, that tall guy, is he new? D'you think he'd make a good team captain," to which the current captain responded by flicking a sandwich wrapper to his teammate's face. 

Beomgyu smiled to himself, about five hours in TDC and Yeonjun has already made a good impression. 

And then, the cafeteria went silent for a good two seconds, until the chatter continued again. Beomgyu, who was currently drinking almond milk looked around and lo and behold-- it was ZEETA. Of course, it was ZEETA. Always silencing the crowd just by their mere presence. 

Even though it hurt, Beomgyu couldn't stop himself from following the frat's direction and looking for a certain red-head. Taehyun was next to Soobin, nose buried in a book as always, Hongjoong tapping a random guy's shoulder and asking him to leave the table they practically claimed. Okay, Hongjoong didn't ask, he didn't even open his mouth. The guy and his friends just left, probably because leaving ZEETA waiting was probably the worst decision they'd make.

Beomgyu didn't expect his heart to break when he spotted Yeonjun talking to Wooyoung and Mingi, but it did. The small part within Beomgyu that believed Yeonjun and him would be friends slowly dissipated, and Beomgyu vowed to never entertain the thought of having friends again.