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Chapter 9

Once the bell ring, everyone was getting up from their seats, making their way towards where their next class be.

Beomgyu waited until everyone was out the door before he finally got up from his seat, keeping a careful eye on the shadows that moved amongst the crowd.

The Teacher gave him a curious look, grey eyes sharp in discernment, but he didn't seem to mind all that much.

Beomgyu had made it into the hallway when he was met with a 6'foot surprise.

"Beomgyu!"

Soobin called, squeezing past some people blocking the hallway.
His bunny smile on full display.

It seemed he had gotten over the whole lunch thing.
Even if Beomgyu didn't return his smile.

"Hey, what's up?"

He kept his voice even, neutral.
It shouldn't have been much of an effort, but it was. Soobin had done something, whether it was hiding the truth from him or something else, it had place a seed of distrust in Beomgyu.

Even though this boy was pretty, and tall, and very alluring...

It didn't matter.

"I had a free period, so I thought I'd come and walk you to your next class."
Soobin chuckled, his hand fidgeting on his backpack strap.

"Oh, thank you. I think I have this period free though so-"
Beomgyu responded, and he watched Soobin's eyes glance over his shoulder. Something catching his attention in the hallway behind Beomgyu.

"I can show you the library, they don't have classrooms for the free periods most of the time."

"So where did you go?"

Soobin gave him a smile, one laced with a knowing Beomgyu was sure meant he didn't want to know.

"A secret place. I'll show you one day. It's not a good idea right now, I don't want you to get in trouble."

Beomgyu gave him a nod, and again watched as Soobin's eyes darted over his shoulder.

"Library it is then."

Soobin gave a cute little hum as a reply, as turned on his heel, waving his hand for him to follow.

Before Beomgyu did, however, a simple glance into the hallway behind him told him exactly what Soobin had looking.

Yeonjun was leaning against the lockers, his friends talking and chatting amongst themselves.

They looked normal like that.
Relaxed almost. Not so dark and brooding and terrifying. One of them laughing even; At a joke Beomgyu couldn't hear.

It was just Yeonjun, who seemed silent. Disconnected.
His face held no expression beyond a calm boredom, content to not add in to his friend's conversation.

Yeonjun must have sensed him watching, because his eyes found Beomgyu's too easily.

For a moment, Yeonjun didn't scare him.