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The next day, Beomgyu arrived a little earlier to school, despite the fact that he had always been the one to come running just one second before the damn bell would ring.

And surprisingly, he even put some efforts in his appearance today. He used slight makeup, the small gesture increasing his mesmerising beauty even more.

But, unfortunately, the early ass Yeonjun for whom was Beomgyu's all efforts, wasn't here yet. The walnut-head was a little upset at that , but would rather eat a roach than admitting the fact aloud.

He glanced at his routine and decided to just wait for Yeonjun at the class, as the both the males had majored in same subject and had each and every classes together. And Beomgyu did something he had never done for anyone other than his two friends. He saved a seat by him for Yeonjun.

Getting more impatient by every minute passing by, the walnut-head was now tapping his foot aggressively on the floor. His eyes were fixed on his phone but mind was wholly unable to focus on the device. He was glancing at the entrance to the room every now and then, but there was no trace of the certain pink-head boy.

The high-pitched school bell echoed through the corridors. Beomgyu heaved a tiny sigh upon hearing that.

He could've sent me a text...

Why the heck am I upset though? He can fuck off, I don't care.

But the burning frustration inside him wouldn't calm down, whatever crap he tried to say to himself and change his thoughts into something else.

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It was lunch time and still there wasn't any single text from Yeonjun, let alone a fucking apology. Beomgyu was beyond pissed. He hated this thing. I knew I shouldn't have said yes to his proposal.

But no matter what, he had to know why Yeonjun wasn't present. Of course he himself wasn't going to text him anything and would rather die than asking that one motherfucker named Huening where his friend was.

Damn Gyu! You're so stupid!

Yeonjun's mother was a teacher in their school. She could just ask her instead.

Beomgyu decided to find the woman although his stomach was growling in world hunger. He was runnung from this building to that one for almost ten minutes and was almost on the ninth cloud when he noticed the certain teacher.

"Mrs. Choi!" The boy panted out. "Good morning!"

"Good morning!" The woman greeted back with a large hearty smile and started to walk away.

But Beomgyu couldn't let the woman leave again. He needed the information at any damn cost. "Ma'am?" He called out, running behind her.

"Yes?" She stopped, the curve of smile not disappearing from her plump lips.

Just like Yeonjun. Beomgyu thought inside his mind. "Could you kindly tell me where is Yeonjun?" He questioned, trying to presume in his head how bad the answer can be.

"Oh, he's gone for a debate competition. Won't be back until evening." She smiled. Just like Junnie. The walnut-head thought. "Do you need something, honey?"

"Nope. I'm just his uh... friend." The word friend didn't seem right to the boy to describe their status. He hesitated before rolling it out of his tongue, but what else could he say. "We had some deeds together. That's why." He blabbered. "Thank you ma'am." Beomgyu flashed an awkward smile mad left in the speed of tornado.

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"Where's Beomgyu?" Soobin questioned, munching bigly on his chocolate.

"Dunno." Jungkook informed rubbing the back of his head. "Haven't seen him around."