"kim mingyu if you tell anyone what I almost said last night you are fucked."
"who wants to get fucked by you?"
"whew. soonyoung and mingyu, that was very inappropriate language used. apologise to each other please."
top student #8: yoon jeonghan, an "aging mom", also gay, jisoo's other half, not to be mistaken for a girl, pretty and hot, "I'm pretty hot too bitches", a living piece of annoying hypocritical shit, somehow the student council president. sponsored by SKII™
"fuck outta here jeonghan."
"deducting your credits never felt so good."
"you're so immoral jeonghan"
"who cares I'm the fucking student council president, students bathe in my glowing presence."
"I personally wither in your bleak, tremendously impure presence. I don't know what kind of wild fantasy you're living."
jeonghan huffed twice, stamped his feet and pointed an accusing finger at soonyoung, looking similar to, or in fact, exactly like a pissy faced whiny kid that had his last french fry stolen. It wasn't until joshua, our holy saviour, arrived, grabbed jeonghan by the shoulders and dragged him away while apologising to soonyoung and mingyu that the bicker finally broke up.
"I'm so sorry. he had one too many coffees this morning after trying to pull an all-nighter last night."
"issokay fam. prayers go to you and your mental health."
"thanks bro."
soonyoung and mingyu turned around and walked down the hallway to their first class. and lo and behold, they bumped into jihoon and wonwoo.
"f-fate doesn't work like that, jihoon." wonwoo crouched and whispered.
"you make me sound like a fucking shortie when do you need to fucking crouch to tall to me you fucking asshole?"
"phew. strong language there, lee."
"shut your trap, kwon."
dun dun dun
lightning flashed between them as they made eye contact. jihoon looked away first, tugged wonwoo on the arm and silently told him to just go inside the classroom.
mingyu turned to soonyoung and shrugged.
wonwoo looked back once more, just to sneak a glimpse of the tanned royalty named kim mingyu. melanin did this one good.
mingyu noticed him looking at him, and for the first time in a while his gay boi fairy senses flashed in front of his eyes, whispering while being in a very "paint me like one of your french boys" position, "he's pretty hot, kim mingyu."
mingyu swatted the gay fairy bitch away and tried to remain calm even though his heart was strangely thumping against his chest so hard it might break a rib or two.
wonwoo was flustered that they actually made eye contact so he quickly ran into the door and hurt his head.
"lmao wonwoo dumb."
"I lose brain cells being in your presence, jihoon."
"that's because I absorb them. try harder next time jeon."
