Youngjae was sitting in bed, a blank look on his face as he read 'The Book Thief' when his phone vibrated.
He looked over at it, with a quirked eyebrow.
Unknown number: This is Im Jaebum from school.
Youngjae rolled his eyes.
He didn't like Jaebum.
Hell, he didn't like anyone at his school.
He thought they were all stupid and annoying.
No he didn't think highly of himself, he just generally didn't like their smiles or that two boys get into a fight over a whore.
Me: Hi.
Jaebum: Hello.
Youngjae rolled his eyes at the awkward text. He wasn't really the awkward type of person.
He's the type of person to get things done whether he liked it not.
Me: How are you today hyung?
Jaebum: A bit sleepy, but I'm ready for that tutoring lesson if you are?
The younger blinked in confusion and then it clicked in his head why Jaebum had his number in the first place.
He really didn't feel like helping anyone.
He just wanted to sleep and eat today.
Me: Sure! The door will be unlocked!
Youngjae turned his phone off and rolled out of bed.
He hadn't ate breakfast yet.
He groaned and ran a hand through his black strands of hair.
With much effort he got up and headed into the shower.
