Feel like dying | Seungmin

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"And we have a new student, you can come in, Chungho.'' In one second Seungmins eyes went up from the sketch he was sketching. That there was a new student didnt bother him but... it must be a coincidence. But it wasn't , he quickly looked down.

"... and I hope I have a good time at this school," the familiar voice told everyone. "Thank you," the teacher said, "you can sit next to Seungmin, Seungmin put your hand up." Seungmin looked up, without even putting his hand up the guy walked towards him. No he doesn't want this.

Girls were talking, he heard other girls saying that the new student looked too handsome. "Can't he sit next to one of those girls," Seungmin said. "Yes, I can sit next to him then," one of the girls said to the other. "No, I also want to sit next to Chungho," the other said.

"Girls, please chill," Chungho said, "the teacher told me to sit next to him so let's not disobey her. 'Shit' Seungmin thought. The guy sat himself next to him.

"Hi, Minnie," he whispered. The teacher was already talking about the subject. Seungmin couldn't listen, neither could he answer the guy next to him. "Beautiful drawing you're making there," Chungho now fully hung over his sketch.

Seungmin got even more uncomfortable and looked at his table hoping Chungho was gonna do his own stuff now. That was until he felt a hand on his left leg, the hand didnt move neither did Seungmin. He simply just couldn't.

'Why... why again, why me' Seungmin thought. He wished he could do anything but his body blocked itself. He could do nothing but think and his thoughts, were not at all positive.