you again | ongniel [discont.]

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kang daniel

i should be happy being in a class, right?

right?

but why do i feel like i'm in extreme amount of stress right now?

the thing about a class is: ong seongwoo has already been here first. and by that, if he didn't have trouble socializing (which i pretty sure he had it under control because who would miss out the opportunity to be friends with ong seongwoo?) he should at least be an acquaintance to everyone here right now, so that means this people i'm socializing with are ong seongwoo's friends. of course we can't leave him out of the topic because i'm also his friend— well was, but you get my point.

okay then. i'll try to keep him away from the topic as i can.

i am currently sitting at a circle of people who i admire; noh taehyun, kim taedong, kim namhyung, and ha sungwoon on the left side and my b-class friend jinyoung, sangbin, youngmin, and seongri on my right. from what i am observing, this seems to be the circle of people who are.. legal? as the a-rank trainees are mostly little kiddies who are somehow more talented than the majority of the trainees.

well technically, the majority of these people are my friends; but the ones with highest authorities are the people i'm still not that close to, mainly sungwoon and taehyun. we shift in an awkward manner, waiting for anyone to start speaking.

"so daniel, you're from mmo?" sungwoon finally starts the talking, him constantly have to fix his strands of blond hair from blocking his sight.

my posture straightens. "yes, hyung."

"then you must be friends with yoon jisung?"

my eyes brighten at the mention of someone familiar. "yeah, we're really close. why, are you close with him too?"

"no, but i constantly see ong hang out with him and he seems to be a nice guy." he smiles brightly.

why is that asshole haunting me though i could clearly see him sitting at the other corner of the room..?

"ah.. yeah.." i smile back cautiously. "i could introduce you to jisung-hyung, if you want."

"and i can introduce you to ong in return."

"there's no need, really." i raise my hands in reassurance. "i personally know him myself."

wait what

what the fuck did i just say—

"what, ong?" taehyun grins in excitement. for once i am questioning why these two people favor ong a lot, it's like he had put a spell to these clueless, important people.

a spell that certainly doesn't work for me anymore.

daniel, you know yourself.

"yeah, we um.. spent our trainee days together." more like us eating chicken and consume tremendous amount of alcohol every week, constantly feeling bad for ourselves, him trying to cheer me up by pulling a few kisses and in some occasions.. leading the both of us to my apartment overnight.

well, it's not like that's my favorite part—

for heaven's sake, daniel.

first lesson of the day: remember to bathe yourself in holy water.

"so did you come here with him?" youngmin is now the one asking, with one arm on.. who's the name of that redhead brand new music kid again? oh right, woojin. youngmin looks genuinely interested to the topic, one that i'm not that fond of.