Stere♥typical

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9:30 am, Tuesday 16th May.

Beomgyu was walking in the school halls on the relaxing Tuesday morning, as he walked girls stared and giggled, he simply just looked at his phone and kept walking, that was until a girl bumped into him.

"Oh! Sorry Beomgyu-shi!" She said bowing and blushing at him, covering her mouth and her friend holding her arm looking in amazement at how handsome Beomgyu was.

"No problem," Beomgyu said, he sighed, it was the same thing every day. "Next time look where you're going, your hair roller was in your eyes." He smiled pushing up her hair roller in her bangs, she almost fainted at that moment of the Choi Beomgyu touching her. She bowed once more and walked away. Beomgyu continued down the hall when he caught sight of a boy rushing past him, books and paper in his hands, he was shorter than Beomgyu but still towered over the girls and some other guys.

"Beomgyu-shi~" Sang one of Beomgyu's friends Hwang Hyunjin as he skipped over to him and jumped on his back, Beomgyu groaned but he laughed. His other friend Jeong Yunho followed behind, another tall one. Hyunjin was the shortest among their friendship group. Beomgyu put up a hand.

"Morning," he said.

"Morning," The other two copied, then they all giggled together and threw their arms around one another's shoulders and walked down the hall to class. Beomgyu couldn't help but think that he wanted to be in this moment forever, with the people he loves.

"Open your books and lets begin with the first lesson today." Mr. Park said, their English teacher who had spent 5 years in Australia, the students were bound to pick up his accent sooner or later. Beomgyu almost enjoyed English, it didn't involve much thinking and really just, speaking, but as much as he enjoyed it he wasn't very good at it.

"This doesn't lead into anything I want to be in the future." Yunho sighed.

"What do you want to be in the future?" Hyunjin asked. Yunho looked appalled that Hyunjin didn't know.

"A producer, song producer." He said leaning onto his desk. "Don't you remember?"

"Oh right, by the way how's the song you're working on going? Is it good? Can we listen?" Hyunjin asked turning in his seat in front of Yunho.

"You do need English to be a producer Yunho." Beomgyu said, not looking up from his work. "What if you get heard by a famous American artist who wants to do a song with you and all you know how to say is 'Hello' and 'Goodbye'?" Beomgyu said, he smirked.

"I can say thank you too." He sighed. "What do you want to do in the future Beomgyu?"

"I want to be a designer." He said, "A fashion designer." He smiled, "Why? You didn't expect that?"

"No it's just, a kind of different approach than being and idol, I mean, you dropped out a year of school to focus on your idol career just to give up on it." Yunho explained.

"We don't talk about my idol career." He pointed a finger at him, then turned back to the board. Yunho and Hyunjin shrugged at each other and began to listen into the board once more.

Meanwhile on the other side of the room, was a boy, sitting a staring at Beomgyu as he worked, he hadn't really admired him so much before but now that they were in the same class and year he couldn't help himself.

"Oi, Kang, stop dreaming and do your work." Whispered a boy behind him. He jumped.

"Kai, don't scare me." He whispered back.

"You were staring at Beomgyu again," he smiled, "You know he isn't gay right? With all the girls throwing themselves at him you wouldn't really suspect that he would like boys." Kai explained, He continued to listen into the teacher as well as his friend.