Roof Jumpers//meanie

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Hoshi smiled at the fact that Jihoon had the same classes as him.

The two walked together, and when they entered the classroom that was already occupied with a handfull of kids including Mingyu and Wonwoo, Wonwoo couldn't help but wonder how they grew so close over the spand of one day.

"Hey Jihoon," Wonwoo said as the two boys took a seat next to him.

"Hey," he said, his bright smile hidden by his face mask.

"What happened to your face?" the boy asked, watching the cut by Jihoon's eyes wrinkle as one of his eyes had formed into a crescent, the other swollen shut.

"I got into a fight, and I lost," Jihoon replied, a laugh escaping from his mouth.

The corner of Hoshi's lips turned downward as he looked at Jihoon who just shrugged at him.

"What about your girlfriend?" Wonwoo asked, his index finger tracing small hearts in Mingyu's palm.

"She's not my girlfriend anymore. What away to break up with someone right. Have them fight for you and then say they were nothing to you the whole time?" Jihoon went on, his smile growing smaller with every word.

Hoshi scoffed at the boy's lie, before he felt Jihoon's fingers dig into his side.

"Anyways, let's focus on the lesson shall we Soonyoung," Jihoon suggested through gritted teeth as Hoshi pinched his thigh.

Wonwoo looked at the two, smirking slightly.

"Are they dating?" Mingyu asked, watching the two converse before brushing a strand of hair from Wonwoo's face.

"No. They actually just met yesterday," Wonwoo said, playing with Mingyu's fingers as the boy's unoccupied hand played in Wonwoo's hair.

"Hey love birds, is your love life more important then my lesson?" Mr. Nam asked, his arms folded and eyebrows furrowed.

Wonwoo rolled his eyes as he let go of Mingyu's hand and gripped his ballpoint pen.

He felt the warmth from Mingyu's hand disappear from his head and looked over at the boy smiling.

Wonwoo glanced at Hoshi and thought to himself why they were so close. Hoshi wasn't an open person, so what was the secret.

He even let Jihoon call him by his real name, which he hated.

His pen tapped against his notebook as he thought about what created the bond between the two.
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another quick one cus imma be hella busy.

I wanna fight whoever put AP world geography on my schedule cus they can gladly catch these hands.

My grade in that class is more pitiful then my social life :'))