AMENDMENTS

Meanie 1

"This is the only time Yoon Jeonghan," Collar tightly clutched in the fisted force of Choi Seungcheol, Yoon Jeonghan looks up when his name was called, something that makes a low laugh escape from his throat.

And even though he was pressed against the wall of the graceful corridor of their elite university, Seungcheol fist just few centimetres away from landing on his face, Jeonghan does absolutely nothing but glare at him in the most obnoxious way possible, "Do you really think your threat will make be back off just like that? Really Choi?"

Seungcheol ignored the way Jeonghan's tongue clicked his cheeks, he ignored the way Jeonghan's menacing smile looked up at him, his lips tilting ever so slightly, in a way Seungcheol could conclude he was smirking.

And Seungcheol swore he hated that.

He hated this whole fucking man.

So he does absolutely nothing but smack his fist right on Jeonghan's face, something that makes people around him gasp in horror, the little yelp from Jeonghan's side immediately making him feel satisfied as he found his batchmate squeeze his eyes shut to bear the pain, the same batchmate who had just ruined Seungcheol's project that he was working on from yesterday.

Seungcheol was sure he did it knowingly.

It was always like that, Yoon Jeonghan trying to get on Choi Seungcheol's nerves at every chance he got, and it being vice versa. The hate that they beared, that constant fights and the urge to burn eachother alive, that all was very prominently known in their university.

Everyone was aware of it, along with their own brothers.

The same brothers who somehow ended up inheriting the hate the both olders carried. How did it happen, it was still to be figured out and understood. Maybe the saying was true.

That the children indeed learn from their parents.

It was not an odd thing for the youngest of Seungcheol's family, that was Chwe Hansol, to hate the youngest of Jeonghan's family, Boo Seungkwan. It wasn't. They shared same classes, are batch mates, and then also very much hate eachother's guts from their core. Two different people, two different personalities, the both metal indeed made a loud sound when crashed together.

Seungcheol knew it was because of him and Jeonghan, that the youngest who were so influenced by their brothers and their tactics of trying to strangle eachother to death was the reason why the youngest of the two families did not like to see eachother's face. It wasn't also like that Seungcheol cared, infact he was glad.

Glad that along with their youngest, even the middle brothers didn't get along any well.

Seungcheol's brother, Kim Mingyu, the one who fell middle in age, born between Seungcheol and Seungkwan and was carrying a height that exceeded the both was a mortal enemy of Jeon Wonwoo, Jeonghan's second oldest, the man who liked to spit venom the second he opened his mouth.

Seungcheol would no way like to refer their hate as something he passed on to the younger. Hansol was indeed heavily influenced and depended on him for the decision making, sticking to the fact that whatever Seungcheol will way, he will get it done. Mingyu though had brain, he liked to think thoroughly before taking any action.

And it was fair to say for Mingyu, hating Jeon Wonwoo was a concious decision.

How? Some people thought it was because the way Seungcheol and Jeonghan's fight brought them to stand eachother more then often, they learnt to fight as a way to survival in eachother's presence. Though it was true, that they indeed only met when the both oldest fought, the only reason why this hatred grew inside them beyond the fact that it was implanted already, was that they shared classes and few nasty glares everyday.