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"hi mr.choi–"

"hueningkai, i would like to have a talk with you."

hueningkai sat at his seat, his legs crossed modestly over each other. "me? why mr.choi?"

the teacher walked over to his desk, hovering over the sitting boy. "because i need to speak with you. isn't that all?"

he shrugged, looking up at him. "i don't know. is it?"

mr.choi stared at him for a moment. he was staring at his eyes...then his lips...then his eyes again. hueningkai did have pretty eyes.

"meet me at my house. i'm sure you know where it is, yeah?" he smiled.

hueningkai smirked. "sure mr.choi...are you sure about where you want us to meet?"

mr.choi nodded. "i'm very sure." he smiled such a pretty smile and went to his desk, a blonde boy then walking into the room.

hueningkai's heart found a plank and was slowly walking closer to the edge.

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