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HIGHSCHOOL AU! you are always late, begging heeseung, the school president to leave the gates open for you.
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you finally woke up, reaching for your phone as you squint your eyes. fidgeting with it to open, you check the time— 8:20
shit.
you get up with haste, stumbling across the room to reach your closet and pulling out clothes with material that felt like your uniform. ten minutes left until the school gates close and you would have detention as a punishment for being late five times in a term.
constantly cussing under your breath, you finally make it out of your house with your shirt tucked in half way. well, you could care less now that you only have six minutes left.
you shake your head— SIX?!
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out of breath, your pace slows down as you get near the school. then, using the small amount of strength left in you to sprint towards the gates. "LEE HEESEUNG!" you hold your hand out as you sprint.
he spares a glance at you and proceeds to close it, "KEEP IT OPEN, YOU RASCAL!"
"five, four, three—"
bumping against his shoulders, you stop to take a breath, placing your hands on your knees. hair was sticking all over your face which was full of sweat, you were now feeling too hot from running- even though the weather was supposed to be cool.
"geez." heeseung mutters, locking the gate once and for all. "heh." you reply with one as dry as his.
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and so it kept happening, again... and again. and again, and again, again.
"i'm this close to just closing it at your face now." he says, putting up his hand to show a pinching gesture.
you were yet again in the same exact situation, attempting to catch your breath as your hands were placed upon your knees. "this time, i mean it... it won't happen again." you put a hand up as a pledge.
"whatever." heeseung clicks his tongue.
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"LEE HEESEEEUNGGG!!" you hold the gate's bars as the boy's back faces you.
"hey, come on, open it for your best buddy."
"and why should i when there's assembly in two minutes?" he slightly turns around, smirking.
you check your phone to see the day, and he was right, "FU—"
now here you are, laying your head on the table of the detention room. constantly cussing out heeseung's name under your breath, the door opened followed by a chuckle.
you sit up slowly, seeing who had opened the door. "LEE HEESEUNG!!" getting up to strangle him, he holds your arms abruptly.
"loser~" he pats your head.
"should i wake you up with a morning call, then? i'll stop after the first day if you're late again."
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your phone rings, vibrating on the nightstand.
who the hell decides to call me this early in the morning, on a school day too? just wait until i answer, you'll be getting an earful.
finally, you reach for your phone as you squint to read the name. "heeseung."
> "wake up."
you snicker, "what's this? a morning call? ooh~ how romantic."
> "would you rather i wake you up with my sweet voice or end up in the detention room again?"
and with that, you were never late again.
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