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*QUICK A/N: Idk what happened but Wattpad did something wonky with the spacing in parts of the story so just be aware that I have no idea what happened but it won't let me fix it.  Thank you, that is all*



The sound of a bell signaling the end of class drew Changbin out of his daze.  He hadn't gotten much sleep the night before so he had been spacing out all day.  As he was getting his things together, Chan walked up to him.

"You take forever to get your stuff dude, class ended like five minutes ago," Chan laughed as he helped Changbin gather his things.  Changbin didn't respond to the tease, but stood up with a sigh and shouldered his bag.  "Yah, what's the matter with you?  You've been quiet all day, which is really unlike you.  You usually have some sort of remark to make towards Jisung or something, but you've been totally silent.  What's up?" Chan asked as the two walked out of the empty classroom.  Changbin just sighed and rubbed his face.

"I didn't sleep well last night," he said simply.

Chan let out a breath.  The two walked in silence until they heard a familiar voice call to them from behind. 

"Hey, wait up guys!" Jisung called out to the two who had turned to the person running towards them.  Changbin rolled his eyes and started walking again, leaving Chan to wait for Jisung.  The two quickly caught up with Changbin and the trio made their way to their practice room.

 
"So, I was thinking about what we should call ourselves," Jisung began as he set the chopsticks he had in his hand down

Chan and Changbin both looked up from their food and focused on Jisung.

"And?" Changbin asked in a plain voice. 

"Well, since there is three of us, and we make some pretty bomb tracks, I say we should call ourselves..." Jisung smirked and leaned forward in his seat.  "'Triple Threat'!"

Changbin and Chan stared at Jisung for a moment, then exchanged displeased looks before bursting into laughter.

"You... You're kidding, right?  Please tell me you're kidding?" Changbin managed to say between laughs.  Jisung scrunched his nose up and crossed his arms, obviously self conscious that the others laughed at his choice of a name.

"No... What's wrong with the name?  It's perfect!" He tried to protest, but Chan shut him up.

"No, it's really not my dude.  It's not very original or creative," He explained and Jisung let out a loud, frustrated sigh.

Changbin wiped his eyes and let out a breath, finally calming down from his fit of laughter.  "I'd have to agree with Chan on that one, also, can you pass me the sriracha sauce?"

Chan let out a short laugh before he grabbed the bottle of spicy sauce.  "Here," Chan said as he held the bottle out for Changbin to grab, and before he did, Chan shouted which caused both Changbin and Jisung to jump.  "I got it!  3RACHA!"

Now Jisung exchanged confused glances with Changbin.  The two waited for further explanation from Chan, but when they didn't get any, Changbin asked it from him.

"Uh, do you want to explain what exactly it is that you got?"

Chan shoved the bottle of Sriracha sauce in Changbin's face.  "This!  This is what I mean!  Sriracha sauce is hot and kinda makes your mouth feel like it's on fire, right?" Both Changbin and Jisung nodded slowly, still not understanding where exactly it was that Chan was going with his explanation.  "Well, like Jisung said, we make some bomb ass tracks, and if I may say so myself, we are pretty fucking hot when it comes to our raps.  And since it's the three of us, 3RACHA fits perfectly!  Besides, it's also creative and original, so it automatically beats out Jisung's offer," Chan smirked and set the bottle of sauce down beside Changbin. 

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