his soft side / changkyun

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on monday, chae and I pull into the parking lot, both sipping coffee and tired as hell.

we wall to our first class, which is together as all of ours are.

this actually wasn't a paranormal class, merely an advanced maths class that we are required to take as most majors were.

after about 20 minutes of class the door opens revealing the boy from before.

"I'm moving to this class. call md. changkyun. someone better fucking move their shit out of the back corner seat and move their ass." he says, in front of the entire class.

the professor gives him and look and then says, "welcome changkyun"

the boy sitting in the corner seat hurridely moves down and sits in front of me and chae.

we sit in the middle so I watch as changkyun walks up the aisle and throws his bag on the ground and plops down, slumping.

I look back at him and then when his eyes twitch to me, I hurriedly turn to hyungwon.

"the asshole is in our math." I whisper.

he nods.

chae is very relaxed and smooth with all of his movements. he is almost careless. but he gets straight A's and he has his modeling job.

he leans back in his chair and slings his arm over the back of mine, relaxed.

he basically does whatever he wants in our classes because the teachers know he will ace everything.

I stress a lot over tests but I'm good with homework.

"homework is page 245 and 246,all problems," the professor says.

we have over half the class left so I lean forward and pull out my book and start working, chae stays the same.

he actually has his eyes closed. I turn back and smile at him.

he was definitely a model.

hyungwon is a very pretty boy. he had good proportions and a pretty face.

he's also very graceful with a nuce voice and he can sing well as well. not to mention dancing.

hyungwon is good at everything.

I shake my head.

I feel someone starting at me.

when I turn back, its changkyun.

I lean back and allow eyecontact, hyungwons hand smoothing itself open across my back.

changkyun narrows his eyes and mouth something.

you look

the last word I didnt understand. I crinkled my eyebrows.

he repeated.

you look pretty today.

I give him a what the fuck look and turn back around