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note : I changed yongsun's english name back to joshua as it used to be cause ngl it's kinda iconic and yes I missed it haha

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note : I changed yongsun's english name back to joshua as it used to be cause ngl it's kinda iconic and yes I missed it haha. so yeah if when you see the name joshua it's ma boi yongsun.

Yongsun hums while making his way through the hallways with his backpack hanging loosely on his right shoulder. He had come to school pretty early today — or should I say, everyday? The school gate closed at 8 am and it was just 6:15am and here Yongsun was, briskly walking down the school hallway. He peeked into his classroom as he passed by it and smiled when he saw no one present there.

Well that's because he isn't surprised at all. Besides him, who would come to school this early? His legs took him upstairs to the third floor to his destination, the art room. He was a sucker for art and could actually draw pretty decently too. That's as one fact he would never deny.

There were only four places—well five, if you add his classroom—he'll definitely be in if you need to find him; the art room, music room, the rooftop and the library. So early in the morning, Yongsun will either be in his classroom with his earphones plugged in and sleeping, or he would be busy completing a sketch in the art room. Yongsun opens the art room door with a wide smile which in turn deepened the dimples above his lips too. No one had ever seen Yongsun smile that widely other than the time he was in the art room.

He put down his bag beside the chair he was sitting in and took out his red sketchbook. Grabbing the pencil from his coat pocket which always stays there for emergency purposes, he got engrossed into sketching in the notebook. He was deep into his thoughts as he sketched a portrait of a special someone, when the art room door flung open and Yongsun looked up a bit startled to see who it was. No one else comes to the art room this early other than him and —

"Good Morning Joshua!" Seungkwan greeted the boy who looked up at him. Ah yes who else could it be other than the infamous Boo Seungkwan. Even though Seungkwan had no interest whatsoever in painting and drawing, he would always stay here early in the morning, just to give Joshua company. Seungkwan did appreciate forms of art a lot as well, but to the contrary, Seungkwan loved photography over hand drawn. He liked hand drawn pictures only if they were done by Joshua.

Both the boys were pretty similar in some aspects yet polar opposites in many ways. Seungkwan liked dogs whereas Joshua would give up his life for cats, Joshua was quiet and introverted, whereas Seungkwan was the loudest mf to ever exist. Joshua is very good at controlling his emotions and not showing anything at all on the surface, while on the other hand, Seungkwan was a walking time-bomb and the list goes on and on. But that doesn't stop both of them from being closer than ever.

"Good morning Seungkwan!" Yongsun said with a soft smile that faintly made the dimples on above his lips visible. Such a soft smile can only be witnessed by Seungkwan because the way Yongsun becomes a little opened up and comfortable around the elder, no one has ever seen that. Similarly the Seungkwan who never fails to leave a chance to roast and burst out at others, becomes a complete softie in Yongsun's presence. "How many times have I told you Seungkwan, you can call me Yongsun."

Seungkwan, who had taken a seat beside Yongsun and started to skim through the sheet music folder he had in his hand, glanced at Yongsun with a questioning look and asked. "But I thought you wanted people to only call you by your English name and not Yongsun?"

Chuckling lightly, Yongsun ruffled the elder's hair and said "Well there's a difference between the others and you right?" That small statement made Seungkwan's heart jump with happiness as he couldn't help but think, 'Am I someone special then?'

Silence engulfs them yet again after the short exchange of words but that silence was not an awkward one. It was a silence which meant that both of them were acknowledging each other's company but at the same time doing their own work to give the other some personal space. This is the kind of atmosphere Yongsun liked to have early in the morning and so did Seungkwan. Maybe that is what helped them in creating such a bond.

— watch me as I ruin their bond in the future :)))

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