7: The Dead Poets Society

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San

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San




The next few days continued on like that.

San was switching back and forth with his basketball practice and helping Wooyoung finish the project. Same went for Wooyoung.

The male even earned Wooyoung's number and social media accounts so he had an easier way to contact him whenever they worked on the project. So San doesn't always have to come around Wooyoung's dorm and pick him up.

It was late at night and Yunho was nowhere present in their dorm. Maybe because Mingi invited him to stay the night at his place. Only god knows where it is. Speaking of it, San doesn't think Mingi has a dorm here since his actual home is like a 29 minute walk from the campus.

While the dorm was quiet, San was in his room, finishing his math homework that he was kind of struggling at. Which is weird, math was always a piece of cake for him. Except now.

He was stuck on this equation for almost an hour now and he can't figure out how to solve it. The textbooks and the internet weren't much of a big help aswell.

San thought about asking his other math professor, Mrs. Kang for help when he remember that it was already past midnight and he should atleast be considerate to not disturb her around this hour.

All he could do is rest his forehead ontop of the bronze wooden desk in frustration.

Until he was snapped out of his thoughts when the sound of the front doorbell scared him. He jumped out of his seat, running to the living room, thinking it was Yunho who just got back but forgot the dorm keys.

Without checking the peephole, he straight up opened the door. Caught off guard to see Wooyoung standing outside of it, in his grey sleeping shorts and an oversized white shirt with his bag over his shoulder.

San catched him curse under his breath, Wooyoung's body go rigid the moment he makes eye contact with San who had fake glasses on. Wearing a white tank top and a pair of black shorts.

"Can I help you?" San asked the same time Wooyoung said something that had overlapped his words.

"I think I knocked on the wrong door." Wooyoung cleared his throat.

"Where are you going at this hour?" San questioned calmly.

Wooyoung sighed, "I was looking for Jeong Yunho's dorm, sorry to disturb you. I'll keep looking-"

The male was about to walk away but San immediately spoke up, "This is Yunho's dorm."

Wooyoung stopped dead in his tracks, "You're his roommate?"

"He didn't tell you?" San frowned.

"No. He only mentioned having a roommate, but he didn't say anything about you being his roommate." Wooyoung says.

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