After The Dance

❁17❁

Yeosang felt like he stepped in a time machine. After Sungho's birthday weekend at the aquarium, the male and his friends found themselves being busy with school. Going over lessons, taking exams and quizzes, and doing all sorts of project to help them pass the school year. And hopefully get in a good college. Almost every student was busy with studying for their final exams next week, but all of them were more excited for what's to come the next week after that.

Graduation day.

The event was scheduled on Friday, yet a lot of students (specifically the seniors) were already feeling giddy about the thought of finishing high school. No more late night study sessions, no more project deadline pressure, and no more annoying teachers. Many felt happy about the news, however, Yeosang wasn't feeling the same joy as he thought he would.

Making sure that he had everything before he left his apartment, the male stepped out into the hallway and locked his door. He silently walked towards and elevator to get to the lobby. Standing inside the moving metal box, Yeosang felt his phone vibrate from his pocket and takes it out. It was a message.

A message from his parents.

It was odd. He rarely gets a message from them considering how busy they were with their work. The only messages that he got from them was only when it was his birthday; saying their greetings and that they sent him a present, but then it was back to ghosting. Yeosang really doesn't get why he still has their numbers in their first place, seeing as how he himself doesn't try to communicate with them.

Tapping the notification, he reads his mother's message. Cringing as he saw the last message from her was last year on his birthday.

Mother
Yeosang, me and your father noticed that you're graduating soon. So we took the time to find you some good universities that you could attend.

|Sent file.

The male was now leaving the lobby of the apartment building, beginning his walk to school. And he felt two things while reading the message: One, he was impressed that his parents actually noticed something else in his life instead of just his birthday. And two, he was surprised that his parents were sending him a list of universities. To be honest, it was somewhat thoughtful of them. Aside from the text being dry as a wasteland and straight to the point, Yeosang took it as thoughtful gesture of them.

The babysitter had now reached the school and was headed for his locker. Deciding that he could look at the list later since he couldn't possibly read it while his friends were around him, their curious asses would just be too hard for him to handle all at once.

Getting his needed items from his locker he spent some time with his friends before the bell eventually went off, signalling the start of classes for the students.

-

It was the last class of the day, and Jongho couldn't be anymore grateful. The classes slowly making him feel tired and he wanted nothing more than to sleep it all away. Though, when he remembered that his Yeosang hyung would be joining him in this class, a small smile grew on the younger's face.

"Behave yourselves" Their teacher walked in the room, placing his books on the teacher's table.

"Okay, since next week is graduation day, there'll be no more discussions in my class from this day forward" The news got the students to brighten up more, letting out cheers and other sounds of happiness. The teacher shushed his students with slamming his hand on the board to get their attention.

"But, I will be giving you guys a final project for my class" And that made the kids disappointed at the catch.

"Don't worry, the project will be done by partners that you guys will have the ability to choose" Jongho's eyes then immediately went straight to the babysitter's desk that was beside him. He expected that the male would look back at him, but he was busy with going through his phone with a serious look on his face. The younger was curious since Yeosang would usually listened intently to the teacher when it came to projects. He made a mental note to ask about it later.

"Alright, come up here and tell me your guys' partners"

The younger then told his teacher that he and the older would be a pair, and went back to his seat next to the male. Jongho called for his hyung three times, but got no response. It wasn't until he was shaking the other male and calling his name that he finally answered.

"Stop it Jongho, what do you want?" Yeosang pulled his shoulder away from the younger and looked at his direction.

"Now that I have your attention, you and I are gonna be partners for this project" He beamed.

"Okay? That's it?" Yeosang was about to go back to look at his phone, but the younger started to whine.

"Hyung, why the cold shoulder?"

"It's nothing, now don't bother me for a while and we'll talk about the project at your place"

The older had now put on his earphones to listen to some music while he was back again being busy on his phone, to which Jongho had no choice but to sulk and do something else that could entertain him while he waited for school to end.

-

The two males were now back at the Choi residence. Jongho was in his room waiting for his hyung to get back from giving his little brother a snack in the kitchen, but that was like 10 minutes ago and the older should be back by now. Sitting on his swivel chair next to his desk. The male sighs before leaving his room to get his hyung back so that they could start planning their project.

Upon stepping into the kitchen, he sees Sungho swinging his legs from sitting on a bar stool, watching a cartoon on his tablet while enjoying his mini pretzels that he would dip in some chocolate syrup in another bowl, also taking sips from his box of apple juice. Jongho's eyes then move to the babysitter who was standing on the opposite side of the kitchen island.

With his attention on his phone again.

It was like the younger's fifth time seeing his hyung be so focused on his phone that day, and it was honestly starting to irritate Jongho. Before the male could go up to the older, an idea popped in his head. A cunning smile makes its way onto his lips as he makes his steps more quiet.

The younger admits that it has been a while since he last messed with Yeosang, so what's stopping him from doing it now?