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It was nine o'clock a Monday morning, and Heeseung was standing at his locker, taking out his books for his first class. 

"Hyung, why do you look like you haven't slept at all last night?" Jay came walking over to him. 

"No, I slept well. Just a little late, that's all," Heeseung said, and Jay gave him a half-convinced nod. 

"Hey, hyung! Hi Jay. What's going on? Aren't you guys getting to class?" Jake had walked over to them, swinging his arm around Jay's shoulder. 

"We were just going. Where's Sunghoon?" 

"Here!" The mentioned boy came running over to the three, waving his hands in the air. He reached them, panting heavily from running. "Sorry, I'm late. But technically, all of us are late, dumbasses," he mumbled, and they waved a bye to Heeseung as they walked away to their class. 

'dumbass' 

He sighed to himself as he walked to his first class. He couldn't help but wonder who exactly Jisung may be. Something inside him made him anxious. What if this Jisung guy is not a real guy? What if— 

Heeseung shook his head and winced. 

No. Jisung's a real guy, alright. No questions asked. 

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"Jisung! Wait up!" 

Yuri called out for her brother in the hallways of her university. He turned around as she came running towards him. 

"What do you want?" He grumbled as they stood across each other, surrounded by his friends. "How many times should I tell you not to talk to me in school, Yuri? All these boys—" 

"Whatever, I don't care. I wanted to give you something, dumbhead," Yuri interrupted his grumbling, and Jisung rolled his eyes. 

"What now?" 

"I don't know, some girl left this in my locker and told me to better give this to you, or she'll come home to find you. Pfft," she grinned as she handed him a piece of paper and then waltzed back to her class. 

"Ugh, stupid girls." Jisung groaned as he opened the paper, seeing a phone number and a heart scribbled on it with a 'call me, babe' written beside it. He rolled his eyes and threw the paper into the nearest trash can before walking to class with his friends. 

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*tw// mild violence* 

Yuri was on her way to her Physics class when she was suddenly pulled aside by a girl. She had long red hair, and her lips were glossed with shiny lipstick. She had her hands twisted up in Yuri's collar, pushing her up against the wall. 

"Whoa, whoa. What's the matter?" Yuri chuckled dryly, and the girl scoffed. 

"What did your brother say, sweetheart? I saw him throw the paper into the trash can. You told him something, right?" She gritted her teeth, and Yuri furrowed her eyebrows. 

"Wow. You're the girl who stuck that paper in my locker?" Yuri chuckled as the girl let go of her collar, and she coughed. "Listen here, sis. I never told my brother anything except that some random girl put this on my locker. Bitch, don't come at me if he's not interest—" Yuri was cut off as the girl kicked her leg and kneed her stomach, making her stumble to the ground. 

She choked, and her eyes welled up with tears. She'd never been hurt this bad by anyone in school before. Her family problems were more than enough to handle, so she never looked for trouble in school. She held in her tears as she clutched her stomach in pain. 

"Don't call me a bitch, you rotten piece of shit! Oh, you're so dead—" The girl was suddenly cut off when someone yanked her off Yuri and knelt down next to her. 

"Hey," a boy with glossy skin and bright brown eyes looked at her, carefully tucking a strand of hair behind her ears. "Are you okay?" He asked, and Yuri nodded slightly, not meeting his gaze. The boy stood up and lent Yuri a hand to get off the floor. 

She hesitantly took his hand and stood up straight. "Thank you," she mumbled, and the boy smiled. 

"Don't thank me, it's alright. What's your name? I'm Heeseung," he put out a hand in front of her, and she froze. 

'Heeseung'? 

"Uhh..." she shakily gave him her hand, "Kang Yuri. Nice to meet you, Heeseung," and he held them together with a smile. 

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