Wooyoung, a 17 year old, has a lot on his plate and struggles to deal with to fathom the complicated idea of falling in love.
San seems to have everything under control. He has a loving family, good friends and is happy with life. Except for the fa...
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*･゜ﾟ･**･゜ﾟ･*
SAN
Yet another groan escaped the black haired boy as he listened to the ranting of his senior sitting next to him. Even during lunch he had no break. He yawned, paying little to no mind to the words that were spilling out of the other's mouth.
He was thankful when he heard his name being bellowed from the other side of the cafeteria regardless of how embarrassing it was. He looked up to see Yeosang coming up to him, Yunho behind with another tall male - a couple centimetres taller than Yunho.
Yeosang took the seat next to San, "Guess who I forced to make up?", he beamed.
"Well done, Yeosang.", San sighed.
"Whatcha doing?", Yeosang stuck his nose into San's work.
"Dunno. I zoned out."
The senior snapped his head at San, "Are you serious?"
San froze.
"So I've been sitting and running my mouth pointlessly?"
"Take it easy on him, Joongie hyung.", Yeosang drawled.
"When you have an assignment to submit in less than two weeks, I don't think there's any taking it easy. Of course you dance majors won't relate."
Yeosang was insulted, his mouth being forced open in an O shape. Only to have Yunho shut it for him.
Hongjoong rolled his eyes, facing his work again. A while later, Yeosang heard a quiet voice.
"Excuse me?"
He looked up, instantly smiling.
"Wooyoung!"
San's head snapped up.
"You said I could join you anytime."
"Of course you can!", Yeosang pushed Yunho aside, tapping the empty space next to him.
"Rude ass motherfucker."
"Joongie hyung.", Yeosang tapped him, "Look, it's the new boy."
"Why is that any of my busine-", Hongjoong looked up, his voice getting stuck in his throat. He was beyond shocked. He didn't even know how to react as he just stared right back the black, beady eyes that stared at him.
