Best Friends // Woosan FF

Chapter 3: A New Start To Life

Soon after San had finished, they headed out for the door. Of course, San waved his mom a goodbye and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

They were hurrying, running as fast as they could like this was some sort of marathon. Like their whole life depended on it (it kinda did). Their backpacks were jumping up and down making all sorts of noises from the school supplies kept inside. The school wasn't very far, so they didn't have to worry about tryinng to catch their breath. San is very athletic, so it's pretty obvious that he'd have enough stamina. He won first place in cross country, second place in track, and known as the MVP in volleyball. His dad even enrolled him in taekwondo. But Wooyoung on ther other hand?

He can touch his nose with his tongue.

More importantly though, he's an amazing dancer. He's incredibly fit, but not as fit as San.

"SAN UGHHH YOU SAID THE SCHOOL WAS ONLY A FEW MINUTES AWAY! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!". Wooyoung complained while panting rapidly.

"Woo it's not even that far dude cmon.."

"WELL IM ALREADY OUT OF BREATH!"

"Sounds like a skill issue"

That sentence would only make Wooyoung run faster, trying to chase after San who was only a few centimetres from him. San smirked a little bit at Woo's sudden action which made him chuckle under his breath. Once they arrived, San was being bombarded with Woo's complaints. On the other hand, San was busy scanning the school. It was huge. The entrance was packed full with teenagers. Like a whole school of people (haha get it because... they're at a school). Some were just having a little chat, some were standing there minding their business, and one was busy impressing the other students surrounding him while opening an apple in half with his bare hands.

'What the fuck is going on?' San thought to himself.

Wooyoung had stopped teasing him and slowly grabbed his arm, interlocking it with his own. He took a quick glance at San, only to find him have his eyes closed. He didn't think of it as anything. Although, this is something he'd do whenever he was nervous. He needed time to think. This happens all the time so he didn't need to worry. Wooyoung cautiously let go from his arm. Wooyoung took one more glance at San and grinned a little.

"Hey dude, it's okay. It's not the end of the world! We'll get through this together."

"Werent you the one worrying about not being in the same class?"

Wooyoung gave him one more punch on the elbow before entering the school, leaving San behind, letting out a demonic-like cackle, causing LOTS of attention.

WOOYOUNG's POV

HAH! Now i'm way ahead of that monkey. Who's faster now? .... He's right though.. I really want us to be in the same class. I haven't even seen his schedule yet. He doesn even bother showing me either. Just one class together will make my life so much—

Thud

END OF POV

All the students had turned their head around, examining at the incident. They focused their eyes on Wooyoung, who was frozen in spot, laying face flat on the floor. How did he even get into this situation?
He heard someone's faint, slightly low voice. Trying to make conversation with Wooyoung. Another voice had slowly approaching the injured.

One voice was revealing a lisp. He found it pretty cute. The other voice was soothing. A little on the shy side; he didn't say much though. He was way too busy munching on his food. Sounded like an apple, but it could've been anything else. Thinking about this; Wooyoung made himself hungry.

"Are you okay?" The male said concerningly as he started lifting up Wooyoung by his arm.

"PFFT— What makes you think I'm NOT okay? Of course i'm fi...ne.."

Wooyoung's devious expression dropped. He looked at the older's intense gaze, his curtain bangs that were tucked behind each ear, and the distinct redness on his left eye (from the ofher male's point of view). It didn't take him very long to realize it was a birthmark. A birthmark?... A lisp? It reminds him of someone.. The lightbulb ontop of Wooyoung's head turned on, his eyes flung open, backing away a little bit in shock. The older male backed up a bit too as he was startled by his sudden move. He thought the younger wanted to start some beating him up or something. Wooyoung took a few steps closer to scan him. He knew he was right.

"YEOSANG! YOU'RE KANG YEOSANG!"

"... Nope... I'm a maltese hehe"

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A/N: I know this took so long to upload im so sorry ☹️ Im not sure if the sentences I made were right since i pretty much rushed the whole thing...

THE LAST LINE WAS CORNY SORRY BUT I CAN JUST IMAGINE YEOSANG SAYING THAT AGHHHHH he's so cute :(

IM SUPER SORRY FOR THE LATE UPLOAD HOPEFULLY YOU LIKED THIS ONE!!