Chapter 3

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"Seriously Beom can you like get a life instead of burying your nose on books?!" Minsung, Beomhyun's only friend, said.

Beomhyun let out a chuckle and lowered his book, facing his friend. "What're you talking about Minsung-ah? I live plenty."

The blue haired male scoffed. "Yeah right, living through books you mean."

Beomhyun shrugged. "So? It's not like it's illegal or something."

"Of course not. But.... you get what I mean, there're lots of places to explore in reality other than a book, y'know."

"Explore reality," Beomhyun scoffed, biting his pizza. "Yeah sure, let's explore the places in the world and waste money just for adventure."

The two boys were seated at the corner-most part of the noisy cafeteria. Or what Beomhyun likes to call it, TPOSB.

The place of social bubbles.

"But it's worth it!" Minsung cried, trying to convince his best friend to try something new.

"No, it's a waste of money, time consuming, lots of delays, we could get lost, or worse, kidnapped. And lastly, I hate meeting new people," the brunette enumerated.

Minsung let out a sigh, completely giving up on convincing him. "Why am I even friends with you?" the bluenette wondered.

"You know what? I've been thinking the same thing."

"You were supposed to say 'because you love me'!" Minsung cried.

He gave him an eye-roll. "Well too bad, I speak the truth and only the truth."

"What're you a judge?!"

"No, but I'm planning on becoming a lawyer."

"Beommie~" Minsung wailed, fake tears in display. "Do you not love me anymore?~"

Beomhyun sighed. "Stop being dramatic Sungie, you know you're my only friend in this school filled with immature kids. Plus, you're not fake like everyone."

Minsung let out a fake sob and flew towards the brunette. "Beom I love you-

Quickly, Beomhyun dodged his hug. Allowing Minsung to dive onto the floor, face first.

"I didn't ask for a hug Minsung-ah."

"But I wanna hug you!"

"Well I don't!"

After a chaotic lunch, the two boys decided to head to their next class, Math.

Ugh.

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Beomhyun let out a sigh as he walked back to his house. "I don't understand, why do we have to learn about algebra and polygons? I'm not planning on becoming an architect. They shouldn't have placed the kids who like math in a different room from the kids who despises it," he grumbled.

Once he was already in front of his house, the brunette noticed that the lights were off. He frowned, his papa usually comes home early than he does. But Beomhyun shrugged it off.

'Maybe Papa's on a meeting, maybe that's why he's late. And that means..... more time for chillin' with Netflix'

Beomhyun unlocked the door and entered his house, humming happily. He went straight into his bedroom and changed his uniform into some black sweats, and a white t-shirt. The brunette jogged down the stairs and took a beeline to the living room and decided to order pizza on his phone. He was about to plop himself on the couch when he heard the doorbell rang, stopping him from doing so.

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