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It has been exactly a week since Seungcheol channeled his inner-underwear model in front of Minghao and the feeling of shame still creeps up his body and feels impossibly hot all over every time he remembered what had happened. Although, he chalked it up as the aftermath of staying awake all night playing games with Wonwoo, he couldn't just ignore the fact that it did happened.

So in the present time, he is immensely concentrating to not be recognized by anyone as to not summon any of his younger brother's friends' presence and stumble across them. But since he seemed to be someone who ridiculed the god of luck in his past life, he harshly bumps into a huge bundle of clumsiness that is, obviously, Mingyu, who landed on his butt on the floor. I already told him millions of times to stop walking when he wants to talk and not to walk backwards!

He would just dash out of the situation and hole up somewhere else but he doesn't want to make a bad example for his brother and he can already hear whispers of 'is he not gonna apologize?' 'is that guy new?' 'why is he not doing anything?', so he feigns belated recognition as he takes off his hood.

"Oh! Gyu! Sorry, bro, didn't notice you." He says as he helps Mingyu stand up and pats his bum to remove the dirt that sticked to his pants (to look more convincing). As he straightens himself, he wasn't able to resist the urge to look behind his brother and search for a certain adorable button-nosed-male.

"Looking for someone, hyung?" Seokmin asks at the same time Seungcheol made eye contact with Seungkwan who's giving the older a knowing look. His eyes widened a tad and suddenly, he feels hot.

His heartbeat quickens and squeaks out, "I'm not looking for Minghao. What are you talking about?" He sounded too defensive- even to himself- than necessary which causes Hansol and Seungkwan to laugh annoyingly. Seriously, if it weren't for Seungcheol being a good and trustworthy hyung, he would expose how disgustingly whipped Hansol is to Seungkwan and vice versa. Lucky for them he is not a tale-teller.

"Huh? We're not saying anything about Hao. Chan's gone, too?" Seokmin says as he scans his friends, making sure Chan is not with them and looks back to the older and gasps as he takes in his flushed state of his hyung.

Finally retaining an epiphany out of the peculiar behaviour of the oldest, Mingyu grins and butts in before Seungcheol combusts, "he's fine, Seok," he says and faces his brother, "hyung, why don't you treat us lunch?" Mingyu suggests and Seungcheol nods, hanging his head low and very much red.

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After lunch, they parted their ways for the sophomores still have their afternoon to evening classes. So Seungcheol, a senior, decides to mooch around the campus because nothing, he just wants to. He doesn't feel going home just yet. No, he's not wandering around to try his luck and catch a glimpse of Minghao, not at all.

(He misses him so, so much. Shh.)

When his feet got tired from walking for almost an hour, he turns on his heels to head towards the direction of the main exit. But as he rounds a corner, he hears a loud thud, as if a person was slammed against a rough surface. He hastily search for the source of the commotion and he sees two people talking, no correction, a large man basically towering over a skinny boy and the former pointing condescendingly to the poor boy. Without hesitating, Seungcheol strides towards the two.

"You, ching chong boy, doesn't have a place here. You have no idea how tormenting your accent is. So eww. Oh! Don't get me started with your face. You look utterly disgusting! Blec."

What is this bitch talking about? Is this kid a college student? He sure not. Who insults like that? Goodness! This guy needs some lecturing.

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