In the seemingly glittering world of William Kwon's life, the pulchritudinous son of Korea's top stockholders possesses not only immense wealth but also a flawlessly whittled face and body that captivates anyone who lays eyes on him in an instant.
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3rd P.O.V "W-Wait" Eli called out, his voice echoing through the quiet restroom.
William turned around, a curious expression crossing his features. "Yes?" he responded, his tone calm and measured.
Eli shifted nervously, his cheeks flushed with a hint of color as he gathered the courage to speak. "Are you free this Saturday?" he asked, his demeanor reminiscent of a shy high school girl confessing to her crush.
William's brow furrowed ever so slightly, a flicker of confusion passing through his eyes. "What for?" he inquired, his tone laced with a touch of uncertainty.
Undeterred, Eli took a deep breath before responding. "I-I just want to get to know you," he said, his voice soft and tentative.
William tilted his head, his gaze remaining fixed on the rainbow-haired man. Clearly, he was not entirely satisfied with the explanation. "Why? We can get to know each other here at school," he stated matter-of-factly.
Eli's expression shifted, a hint of grit surfacing amidst his shyness. "I think it's better to get to know each other without other people interfering," he explained, his eyes holding a glimmer of hope as he awaited William's response.
The air in the restroom grew heavy with anticipation, the silence punctuated only by the soft hum of the fluorescent lights. William's features remained impassive, as if he were carefully weighing Eli's words and the implications behind them.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, William spoke, his voice smooth and measured. "Hmm..." a contemplative hum escaped William's lips as he considered Eli's invitation. After a brief moment of reflection, he responded, "Alright, so when do you want to meet up this weekend?"
Eli's face immediately brightened at William's acceptance. "How about this Saturday at 10 a.m. in front of the theater?" he suggested, barely able to contain his glee.
William nodded, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Sure, I'll see you around on Saturday then," he said, his tone calm and composed.
The air in the restroom seemed to lighten, the tension dissipating as the two men solidified their plans. Eli's eyes sparkled with expectation, while William's expression remained measured, though there was a subtle warmth behind his gaze.
William exited the restroom, leaving the giddy man behind. As he strode down the hallway, he couldn't help but notice the commotion in the distance. Students were scurrying in the hallway, their hushed voices and furtive glances hinting at something extraordinary unfolding, his ears caught murmurs swirling around about a fight igniting in a certain class.
"A fight?" William mused, his curiosity piqued. He quickened his pace, drawn to the source of the fuss.
Following where the students were scampering, he arrived at his classroom, the scene before him was one of pure pandemonium. Students were crowded around the doorway, jostling and craning their necks, desperate for a better view of the events transpiring within.
