Overwhelm Me | [WooSan]

Ch 10

Two days later

Yeosang, Jongho and Wooyoung were all sat at a table in the dining hall. It was in the back of the large room, by a wall, where the entirety of it was made of glass. It outlooked a courtyard and the sun peered through, lighting up the entire room. Still, it seemed as though they were stuck in their own worlds. Yeosang and Jongho were talking and eating, while Wooyoung had his hood up and his head down on the table with no food in front of him. When the other two came over, Jongho made a face at Wooyoung, but Yeosang just shook his head, signaling to him to not bring it up.

A few more minutes went by before San and Seonghwa were there, setting down their full trays of food and sitting down at the table, San next to Wooyoung and Seonghwa across from them.

San noticed how Wooyoung was laying his head down on the table and didn't move or say anything when they said hi, so he gently put his hand on his back, incase he was sleeping.

Wooyoung instantly sat up and San flinched his hand back down. His eyes looked red and puffy like he'd been crying.

"Woo, you okay?" San asked, scooting closer to him.

Wooyoung leaned away and sniffled. He only nodded as a response, then put his head back down.

Everyone else quietly began to eat their food, stopping their conversations because they felt uncomfortable to continue given the atmosphere. A few tension filled minutes passed.

The rest of the dining hall was loud as all the other students occupied every table. Shouts and laughter echoed all the way to the group in the corner. Because it was so loud, no one noticed Hongjoong approaching until he was standing right in front of them, dripping wet. His face looked angry, but his eyes looked teary as if they were ready to burst any second.

Seonghwa turned around and saw him, clothes and hair soaked. His tote bag and the papers he was holding were also sodden. He stood up and questioned loudly, "What happened?" This is what it took for Wooyoung to finally lift his head and he immediately stood up as well.

"Your fucking teammate and his friends, that's what happened!" Hongjoong shrilled. Even though he was yelling, because the cafeteria was noisy as well, no one apart from everyone at their table could hear him and the other students didn't seem to pay attention.

Seonghwa tried to put his hand on Hongjoong's shoulder, but he shoved it away.

"Jae just thought it would be hilarious to throw a bunch of water on me, when I was walking from my last class outside."

Seonghwa began to speak, "Hongjoong I-"

"And I was holding my music. They completely ruined my piece I spent hours on." He held up the papers and it was apparent that there was black ink smudged all along the drowned sheets, that were a slight pull from ripping apart entirely. "I can handle the pushing and the name-calling and whatever, but they can't fuck with my music! This was for my class!"