said, i'll know that i'll be happier and i know you will, too.
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FOUR DAYS LATER.
currently, all students were provided with the task of creating an outfit that could possibly be worn during seoul fashion week, which just so happened to be in three days.
not only would their specific piece be worn, but they would be on the runway, and hyunjin was born to be on stage. so, of course, he was going to make his best piece yet.
the male had gained lots of fashion design experience back in america since his mother is a great designer. back in silvia's late twenties, she also participated in seoul fashion week, which was the start of her career. how cliché would it be if hyunjin also made seoul fashion week the start of his career? he was going to make her proud.
"psst.."
hyunjin ignored whoever was basically spitting in his ear and continued on his outfit.
"hey.. psst.."
the blond jerked his head towards the woman beside him, "what?" he whisper-yelled.
"i really like what you're creating." she toothy smiled at him, revealing her gap.
"okay?" he raised an eyebrow.
hyunjin walked towards the back room to get more fabric, only to come back and see that there was glue and fabric dye all over his piece.
"oh. my. god."
tons of gossip quickly spread throughout the room. some people chuckled, seeing the brat hwang hyunjin get his creation ruined.
the blond stood frozen from shock in the middle of the room. immature people were even taking pictures of the situation.
chatter quickly died down as lee minho, the son of lee seojun, who is the boss of lee fashion institute, walked into the room.
the brunet walked behind hyunjin, the blond completely oblivious to whoever was behind him.
"what happened here?" minho questioned, looking slightly angry, with one eyebrow raised.
"hyunjin managed to make a mess while trying to sabotage me!" the woman quickly blamed it on the taller.
"what? you know damn well i did not do that! it was you." hyunjin protested.
minho stared at hyunjin, not even sparing a glance for the woman, "any witnesses?" the shorter turned around the room, but no one wanted to say anything, scared of the consequences. what a bunch of rats. hyunjin thought.
"okay then, jin, pull the cameras." he turned back to the two, "if one of you are lying, then prepare to pack up." minho's face was stoic.
hyunjin looked around the room and then he met jeongin's eyes. even jeongin wouldn't stand up for him? the blond's straight facial expression broke for a split second and you could see a frown decorating his lips. the black-haired boy couldn't help but feel somewhat bad.
"it was the girl, sir."
minho turned around to be met with the woman shaking, "get out. don't think about coming back to this school. we don't need people like you here."
as the girl bursted into tears and started begging for the older's forgiveness, minho ignored her and started walking away, "pack up, now, yoeon."
the door slammed shut in her face and she started sobbing harder. hyunjin couldn't help but laugh loudly at her actions, but he quickly stopped when he remembered that his piece was ruined. the male sighed, tearing the outfit off of the manikin and starting over.
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INNNIEEE
what was that about?
what?
don't act stupid, jeongin why didn't you stand up for me? you saw, didn't you?
hyung.. i didn't want to put my job in danger. you know how hard i've worked for this.
your job wouldn't have been in fucking danger, jeongin! you used to fuck around with minho, remember? why would he ever fire you?
i've worked hard for this too, you know.
hyunjin...
what jeongin? because at this point just a bunch of bullshit is coming out of your mouth.
she was paying us to do it. it was an offer i couldn't pass up. she heard that you were coming to the school and you were a big threat to her.. well, to all of us.
so you all tried to get me kicked out? you'd do anything for money, huh. what the hell has gotten into you?
i know! it was bad and i regret it, a bunch. i was only thinking about myself and the chances i could have if you weren't there. i'm sorry. please let me make it up to you.
i need a break. i'll tell you when i'm ready to talk again.
hyung.. don't be like that please. read.
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MINHO'S APARTMENT. 7:18 P.M.
"yeah, that's pretty fucked up, innie." minho popped the gum in his mouth.
"i know, oh my god."
"the boy hasn't even been here for a week and he already doesn't like you anymore." the brunet put his arm around jeongin.
"you're not helping."
"i can help." minho suggestively smirked, slowly sitting on top of the younger.
"hyung, we can't. we broke up, remember?" jeongin turned his head away from the male above him.
"who said just because we broke up, we can't have fun? c'mon.." he slowly massaged the black-haired boy's shoulders.
"..after the day both of us had, i think we deserve it. just forget about hyunjin, i'm right here."
and that was all it took for jeongin to slam his lips onto minho's, their tongues automatically fighting for dominance. oh, if anyone caught them like this right now, they would be in trouble.
"you're so fucking pretty, innie." the brunet said before peppering kisses and bites along jeongin's jawline and neck, causing the younger to quietly moan.
