Secret | Jaehyun x Woonhak

(III)

"Do they even like you at this point?" He asked, loudly closing the locker door. Riwoo opened it up again and took out his books for the classes he had in the afternoon. He just had one class, so his bag wouldn't be very heavy.

He sighed, trying to ignore the boy talking to him. He always tried to "knock some sense into him" with some very heavy quotes. Riwoo didn't need any guides on how to get good friends. He already had two amazing friends. He couldn't wish for any better.

It was just that the friendship he held with Woonhak and Jaehyun was overshadowed by the two's friendship. He'd tried to get other people to understand multiple times that he was very close with them, and he wasn't just some type of back up, or some kind of platonic third wheel.

"Taesan-ah, I genuinely have the greatest friends" He said, not even looking the younger boy in the eyes. He then pulled the taller boy by the arm, up the stairs to go to their class. It was their english lesson.

Riwoo's eyes fell on Jaehyun and Woonhak talking in front of the door, at the very start of the line, waiting for their teacher to arrive. The teacher was always late, so the class could always talk for way longer than expected.

"Don't lie to yourself Riwoo-hyung" Taesan muttered before separating from the short boy. Riwoo went up to his friends and greeted them.

Woonhak and Jaehyun immediately included him in the conversation; it wasn't anything important. But it was still basic respect.

They were talking about which stairwell at their school was the most useless. There were some that were never used, like the one near the i.t wing. Mostly since the stairwell led to some place that wasn't allowed for students. But faculty wouldn't go either.

So it was extremely useless. Just a waste of space at the school, there were already not enough classes for each teacher.

"Alright class, come in" The teacher said, he was a couple of minutes already late. He hurried the class inside, and impatiently slammed the door behind them.

The three boys pouted as they entered the classroom. They didn't want the teacher to see their sulky mood. They were each at different tables, so they were all completely separate. There were many things they disliked about english, not the subject in itself. But mostly the teacher, and the way he taught.

Any sound from students would be an immediate detention. So maybe, it was a blessing in disguise that they were separated. Otherwise they would've just chatted the whole time.

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A/n

Very short chapter cause I didn't know how to continue this lmao but tysmmmmm for 13 reads already! That means so much to me!

-Jude out!

21.06.24