ℙ𝕣𝕠𝕗𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕠𝕣 ℂ𝕙𝕠𝕚 | Woosan.

● Wooyoung ●

I groaned tiredly before hitting my alarm clock causing it to fall off my end table and sat up straight while rubbing my eyes.

Today was my first day in college, I didn't even want to go to college but my parents (mainly my mother) forced me.

So here I am getting ready for university of Seoul, the college of my mother's dreams. Honestly I wanted to be a dancer, was even in the dance club in high school for a while until my mother made me quit so I could focus on my studies.

If you are wondering what I'm going to college for, it's to be a lawyer.

My mother is a doctor and my father is a writer and I guess they want me to follow in their footsteps and have a successful career or something. I don't know, I zoned out during my mother's rant or speech, whatever you want to call it.

My mother thinks that dancing isn't a successful career and is a waste of time and my father well...I don't really know, we don't talk much except for an occasional 'hello' or 'how're you?' But that's all. I've never really had a relationship with him, but I know that he loves me because he always came to my dance competitions and cheered me on. Meanwhile my mother was to busy working to even show up.

I quickly looked at myself one last time in the mirror and smiled before going to the kitchen to grab an apple before leaving. "Listen to your teachers and be respectful!" I heard my mom yell as I quickly shut the door, not wanting to have another talk about my future with her.

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I sighed looking at a paper with all my classes on it and was already tired of being here.

"Are you Jung Wooyoung?" Someone asked from behind me and I turned around to see a guy who looked a little bit older than me. He had black longish shaggy hair and dark brown eyes. Milky white skin and a perfect jawline. This guy had to be sculpted by the God's or something, nobody looks like that.

I nodded slowly looking at him and he smiled widely, "I'm Kang Yeosang, I'm supposed to show you around the school, feel free to talk casually. " He said looking at me and I nodded smiling softly. Damn I could get used to his voice. It was deep but not too deep. Smooth and very addicting to listen to. "I'm studying to be an engineer and I'm in my second year, so I know this place like the back of my hand," he said with a chuckle and I nodded awkwardly before he took me around the school.

The whole day went pretty smoothly and the classes were alright I guess, but I still can't wait to go home. I yawned tiredly walking into my last class which was English and sat in the back hoping to go unnoticed until I heard my name being called and lifted my head from the table to see the teacher looking right at me. Honestly I should've looked up sooner, there's no way this guy is a teacher, he looked way too young...okay not that young but he had to be around my age.

He had sharp eyes, lips that were thin yet plump at the same time and man they looked soft. His jawline was as sharp as a knife and damn I wanted him to cut me with it. Nice cheek bones and a constellation of freckles on his neck. His body muscles were shown perfectly under his white button up, the top two were unbuttoned showing his collar bones and smooth skin, I couldn't look away.

"You're late," He said making me snap out of my unholy thoughts of him. "Yeah sorry, I didn't want to come," I said honestly looking at him and raising an eyebrow.

"That's fine, just means that you have to stay later after class to learn what you missed," he said sitting down in his chair.

"Come on, I was only late by 10 minutes," I said annoyed. "Which means you missed 10 minutes of my lecture, so you can stay 10 minutes after class," he said looking at some book on his desk.