blackrainbow
Summary: Just a cliche teenage love story about how Changmin the badass play with the Class President's heart.
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"Changmin-sshi, your rank is the lowest for this semester." The Principal said.
"Are you saying I'm stupid?" Changmin sat slackly in front of him.
Mr Cho sighed. "I know you're not. But you skipped class way too much and of course your scores are slipping. You need to attend the classes, Mr Shim."
Changmin wasn't in the mood for arguing. He wanted this to finish soon. "I will." He dismissed from the Principal's room and went upstairs.
"What is it?" Jaejoong asked, he was already waiting in the rooftop.
"Usual stuff. Lowest rank... slipping scores... skipping class... yada yada..." Changmin drank Jaejoong's beer.
Jaejoong huffed the white smoke when he laughed. "Hey, I'm going to hang out with Heechul tonight. Wanna come?"
"Sure."
*
Yunho was being called to the Principal's office. He wondered why, since he was the role student, had the highest rank among his peers, and on top of it, he was the class president.
"Shim Changmin who is supposed to be in your class, where is he?" Mr Cho asked.
"I don't know, Sir." Yunho glanced at the clock. It was almost 11.
"He lives in the dorm, right?"
"...I guess so."
And that was how Yunho went to Changmin's room.
Changmin woke up to the loud banging on his door. He glanced to the clock on the bedside table and it was 11. He partied way too hard last night, dozed off at Jaejoong's and just got back to his dorm on 7.
"Shim Changmin!"
Changmin tsked and pulled the blanket to cover his head.
"SHIM CHANGMIN! Open the door! NOW!"
"Fuck!" Changmin groaned in frustration and kicked his blanket off him and stood up. Needed some time to be able to walk straight and the sunlight peeked through the curtain kinda hurt his eyes.
"Shim Cha-"
"Fuck! What is it!?" Changmin opened the door.
Jung Yunho, the class president stood in front of him. "Hurry up and wear your uniform, let's go to school."
"Don't want to." Changmin turned and closed the door behind him.
But Yunho was faster, he held the door and pushed it open. "Hurry up! The Principal told me to! You need to go to the class!"
"I don't need it."
"It's because of you our class's average score was low!" Yunho pushed his thick rimmed glasses up. "You still said you don't need it?"
Changmin snorted. "Then students like you need to learn harder to cover it up, right?" he pointed Yunho's chest.
Yunho slapped Changmin's hand away. "Hurry up because the Principal won't let me back unless I bring you to the class."
"Like you can force me." Changmin sat back to his bed.
"Then I'm staying here."
*
"Changmin-sshi, this will be the last warning I give you," Mr Cho said. "If you skip another class, we have to expel you."
Changmin's eyes widened. "What?"
