Not Your Typical Royal

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Hyunjin sat there stunned by how snippy Prince Bangchan had been. Maybe it was because the man was spoiled beyond belief. Or maybe just maybe, Hyunjin hit a nerve and actually offended him.

His free time was up and he had to slink off from the university's library and to his sculpting class. Being an art major had its perks but sometimes he found it frustrating when he couldn't convey what he saw in his mind while he molded the clay.

Seungmin spoke up, snapping him out of his trance as he was using a scraping tool to remove excess clay. "You good man, your resting bitch face could kill if someone stared a second too long." He joked as he squinted his eyes at whatever the older was working on.

Only a few months separated the two, which is what Hyunjin had learned from the few shared classes. Hyunjin's dark eyes flicker from his work in front of him to the younger. Then to his work station where he had managed to somehow mold a small alligator from the tiny block of clay they had been given. "You finished already, how?" He was baffled.

He then noticed the time and was confused as to how much of it had passed. As fellow classmates began to pack up their belongings. He must've been so unfocused. He sighed as he abandoned his work. He had been so absentmindedly carving away at his piece that the details were so wrong. Sighing he set it aside and figured saying it was abstract was his best bet.