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Chapter 2: How many more are there?

Wooyoung stood in front of the musty wooden door with a disgusted look on his face.

"When was the last time someone actually cleaned this thing?" He whispered and just as he did, the door opened. Wooyoung jumped a little before calming down and acting like absolutely nothing happened.

"Ah! You must be the volunteer! Come in come in!" The slightly taller male ushered Wooyoung in with a big smile.

"My name is Kim Kyung Moon and I'm owner of Star1117- Home for troubled youths."

"Jung Wooyoung. Student of-"

"I know who you are. Your school have informed me about you. I believe you'll like it here." Wooyoung shot the male a questioning look before placing his bag on the ground by the door.

He stepped into the living room and mentally sighed in relief when he saw that the condition of the house's interior is much much more well taken care off compared to it's exterior.  The white tiles were shiny under the carpets and there want any collection of dust on the corner walls. Everything looked neat and tidy- kept in place perfectly. Wooyoung marveled over the beauty until he noticed a male in the room dusting the top shelves with a puffy feather duster.

"That's Seonghwa. He's the oldest here." Kyung Moon informed Wooyoung who only slightly nod.

"Hwa! The volunteer is here!" Kyung Moon calls out to the guy- probably Seonghwa- who turns around and looked at Wooyoung before giving him a warm smile. "Hello. Welcome to Star1117.  Make yourself comfortable, yea?" Seonghwa bowed down slightly before continuing his cleaning duties. Wooyoung smiled a small smile back out of courtesy. He was a delinquent but he wasn't mannerless.

Kyung Moon then continued to walk forward, towards a short hallway, and stopped at the end it. You can hear loud beats playing from the inside as the floors vibrator ever so slightly due to the intense music. Wooyoung could see Kyung moon sighing as he opened the door. It seems to be a day full of surprises for Wooyoung. The room wasn't like he expected it to be. It didn't have the typical purple LED lights on the ceiling with posters hanging all over the room- no. In fact, the room was all white as well with a perfectly made bed in the center and a line of instruments lined up nicely at the side. That's when he noticed the boy playing the drums- trapped in his own world. Kyung Moon didn't say anything as he approached the latter and just simply pulled his earbuds out.

"HEY! GIVE IT BACK!" The latter scowled and stood up from his seat. Wooyoung wasn't going to lie to anyone when he said he was startled. The boy- who seems only slightly shorter than Wooyoung- chased Kyung Moon until he got his earbuds back and finally made eye contact with Wooyoung. "oh. Is he new?"

"No he's a volunteer." Kyung Moon corrected him before turning to Wooyoung. 'Say hi to Hongjoong." So Wooyoung did. He didn't know why but Hongjoong got this vibe that he absolutely loves. He looked like a delinquent with the split coloured hair, painted nail and boots. Maybe that's why Wooyoung likes him.

"Im Kim Hongjoong. I'm in charge when hyung is not around- which is always." Hongjoong shot Kyung Moon a dirty look before continuing, "If you need anything while you're here, just ask me. If not, ask the guy with pink hair."

"Oh- Seonghwa?" Wooyoung pointed to the male in the doorway cleaning and Hongjoong nodded. After exchanging a few more words, Wooyoung and Kyung Moon left the room and went to the 2nd level of the building to continue their tour.

"So there are 4 rooms on the 2nd level. One of them is mine and the rest belongs to the other boys that stays here. You can't meet them yet since half of them have classes on going and the other half will be out till late." Wooyoung nods.

"This is the activity and lounge area. It's where the boys spend most of their time at." Wooyoung thought Kung Moon must've been rich since that specific room is filled with all sorts of games- computer games, board games, different arcade game machines, you name it. It was well decorated with colourful chairs and beanbags, cheesy motivational posters and a huge flat screen tv in the centre of it.

"If you had this much money, why didn't you re-do the house exterior?"

"Because the inside is what's important." Both of them turned around to see the owner of the voice only to be met with a 6ft giant with blonde hair.

"Damn Yunho. You say it bestie~" another giant entered the room. He was slightly shorter than the first giant but still tall nonetheless. He rocked the silver mullet, in Wooyoung's opinion.

"That's Yunho. And that's Mingi. They're like two peas in a pod. They never seperate. Even though they attend different schools, you bet they find a way to keep their gay ass together." A thrid figure appeared. "Ah. I'm Choi San by the way."

"Okay hold on. You're Yunho. You're Mingi and you're San. Right?" They all nodded "okay good. How many more are there?" Wooyoung desperately asked. He don't think he can take anymore names that day. Kyung Moon held up 2 fingers signaling 2 more.

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Wooyoung did nothing while he was there. He didn't help to clean since Seonghwa won't allow him to. He couldn't help in the kitchen because- again- Seonghwa didn't allow him to. He talked to San and found out they were the same age. To be honest, he kicked it off with San. They seem to click really well but Wooyoung didn't know for what reason.

"Wooyoung! The others are back." Yunho called him with a big smile. Wooyoung don't trust that smile but then again- he just met them. Who was he to judge.

"Did you two went on a date or something." Wooyoung heard Seonghwa ask while the others snicker.

"Isn't it obvious? We went on a study date. I need serious help in Korean History." He heard an unfamiliar voice reply. He walked to the living room and saw one hell of a buff guy. Is he really a high schooler like his uniform suggest?

"Hey. Wooyoung. Come over here. So this is Jongho. He's a year younger despite his looks." Seonghwa introduced the male.

"You calling me a grandpa, grandpa?"

"Fuck you. Anyways. This is-"

"Yeosang." Wooyoung said with a hint of disgust in his voice. At the mention of his name, the said male looked up slightly before looking back down. Not in a scared way but rather, a "oh fuck why did I get caught" sort of way. The tension in the air grew thicker and now everyone was wondering if something had went down between the two males. Spoiler alert- of course there was.

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