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"Sheesh, you are sopping wet!" Felix's dear friend stared at him. 

"Yeah Ji thanks for noticing," Felix pouted, shoving the umbrella in his locker. 

"Geesh, grumpy pants. What kind of stick is up your ass today?" 

"I got hit by a car." Felix rubbed his temples. He left out the part about the guy being super attractive, and not having a fated string. 

"You-" Jisung raised his eyebrow. "What? Hit by a car?"

"Crazy right? Anyways the guy gave me his number in case I have injuries."

"Hell if a guy gave me his number, I'd be thrilled. Actually, one guy in particular," Jisung sighed, his eyes trailing to a guy down the hallway. 

Felix chuckled, already knowing who he was talking about. His eyes followed to a boy down the hallway, who was sitting at his locker. he turned, pushing his glasses up his nose, and it seemed as if he stared at Jisung for a minute. Jisung of course, blushed, and looked away. 

"You know, you could give him your number instead," Felix shrugged. 

"Oh, never." Jisung shook his head quickly. "That's just scary."

Felix groaned as his eyes trailed to Jisung's pinkie, following the string to the boy at the lockers pinkie. Felix knew they were meant to be, but both were too chicken shit to do anything about it. 

"If you don't, I'll have to take matters into my own hands," Felix muttered. 

"What was that? Seriously Fe, you got to work on speaking up." 

Felix bashfully smiled. "Ah, sorry. It was nothing."

He was definitely going to push them together, somehow.

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