The Prince [Chancheol]

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Chapter 3: I hate math, but I like you.

It's been three days since Seungkwan and Minghao discovered Chan's secret (not so much) crush on their math teacher (and Chan's tutor) Seungkwan also met Hansol and quickly took interest on the guy, Hansol even tried to tell the boy he's straight and he's not into those gay things. (Of course Seungkwan rolled his eyes)

Spaghetti is straight until it gets hot and steamy

Anyway, it's a Monday and although Chan doesn't want to go to school he has too, unfortunately everyone is loyal to him except the maids and once he stayed at home, his maids will blabber it to his parents—his dad he can handle—but his mom is  a different issue.

He was putting on his uniform (another thing he hates about school is the uniforms) when Hansol called him, Chan quickly swiped the answer button and put the latter on loud speaker "speak" the Prince said as he starts to button his uniform.

"Another info, Jeonghan ran away from home, it was said that he was supposed to marry someone rich, someone named Hong Jisoon. Anyway, that's all I can have. Goodluck on whatever you're doing" without any more talking, Chan ended the call with a grin on his face.

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The thing is, in school, everyone hates the Prince. He's a brat and he always likes to be the center of attention. Minghao once said that Chan is a Lion while the rest are Vultures. Everyone is just waiting for him to literally die. Chan doesn't mind though. He knows, he's that person who will never die—

Chan entered his school and clapped his hands twice making the other students look at him, everyone quickly moved out of their way as the Prince walked the hallway like he was a model, walking down the runway. That is until he bumped on a certain hot, broad, bleached blond hair, that is Choi fuck me Seungcheol. The said teacher was wearing a suit and tie and he looks very formal. "Hey Chan" the Teacher greeted. He extended his arms to pat the prince's hair.

"Good Morning Seungcheol" Chan replied, pouting as he fixed his hair (touch everything but not my hair. I'll have you beheaded, unless your name's Choi Seungcheol) the latter greeted back with a smile but soon he said goodbye because he has to prepare for his morning class, specifically Chan's class.

"Good morning, my prince" a half American boy put his arms around Chan's shoulder and the Prince frowned.

"Fuck off Something Chwe" Hansol frowned, removing his arms around the Prince's shoulders. "It's Hansol or Vernon for fuck's sake I have two names and you can't even remember one of them?"

"I don't need to. I'm naming you something Chwe. You can't do anything about it" he stick out his tongue as he gave his bag to Hansol which the latter (dumbfounded-ly) took as he stared at the back of the Prince.

"You're lucky I like you" Hansol mumbled as he followed the reason he jack off at night.

The lesson was relatively boring. Good thing the teacher is an eye-candy. Chan only hears mumbles as he stared at the person writing formulas and math problems on the board, The Prince doesn't even lift up his pen, why bother; he has something Chwe to take notes for him, and make his assignments and answer his exams—he doesn't really need to take down notes.

"Hey Chan" a soft voice mumbles in his ear. "Wake up" the voice sounded like Seungcheol but he's too far sleepy to open his eyes, he doesn't even remember where is and why is Seungcheol in his room.

"Go away, I'm sleepy" The prince mumbles, he heard a chuckle.

"You can't sleep here. It's you classroom"

"I'm the prince, I can do whatever I want"

The Prince heard a sigh and the door opening, he also heard some voices whispering but he's too far sleepy to care. "Chan, wake up" he heard a voice—someone who sounds like something Chwe. "If you don't wake up I'll kiss you. Is it just me or Seungcheol sounds like Hansol? He thought.

And, with his eyes closed he looked (practically) at Seungcheol (lol no) and dared him "fuck off Seungcheol. Im sleepy and I'll sle—"

He was cut off when plump, soft lips landed on his.

Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. Choi Seungcheol is kissing me

The Prince' arms instinctively wrapped around the boy's nape pulling the latter deeper into him,

"I hate math, but I like you" the prince mumbled between kisses, his eyes still closed. That is, until he opened them and saw something Chwe in front of him, lips red and swollen.

Note:

Hello! I plan on actually finishing this before the end of April 5
so yes I might be updating later
in tonight in my timezone.

XOXO