Having enough of the squealing bunch, he shifted his attention to his deskmate who was sprawled across the table. “Aren't you hot?”' He noticed the long-sleeved jacket the older had wrapped around him despite the fact that it was reaching the peak of summer.
Doyoung lifted his head from the table and narrowed his eyes at Taeyong. “I chose what to wear.”'
Taeyong mumbled under his breath, 'Feisty Bitch ' but fortunately, Doyoung had placed his radar on something else- his pencil, looking deep in thought.
edited: new readers note: date: 17/11/2021
I started off horribly but I'm confident to say I continued it for the better, hope you stay to read it. Thank you !
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