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the sour patch

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do kyungsoo:

it was the last period of school, biology. this was your least favorite class among others because of the seating in the classroom.

it wasn't those single, self served, primary school desks, they were the large science tables that required a seat mate on two tables joined together.

your seatmate was the one and only, do kyungsoo or the sour patch. wonder how he got the name? it was created by you, solely based off of his personality.

he could be so evil and mean by pulling your hair like a child or flipping your skirt just to make you embarrassed and upset. but then again he could be so nice and friendly by buying you occasional snacks and claiming them as "leftovers" or helping you out with school work.

you weren't quite the social butterfly of seoul elites high school. you were the silent type with long, virgin hair that hung just above the end of your back. underneath your fragile and silent appearance was a kind and heart warming personality that people over looked by how you talked quietly and tried not to interfere nor get involved in the typical high school drama.

the bell had just rung, signalling the beginning of class as you walked in with the professor closing the door behind you.

quickly, you rushed over to the table next to kyungsoo and took a seat while pulling out your books.

"hello class! today we will be observing the function, growth, and evolution of cells! frankly, i will have to be at the school board meeting today so our class president will be in charge!"

the professor exclaimed and beckoned for our class president to come up to the desk so as to control the class and take over.

soon after, the professor left and we all cracked open our textbooks to take notes first. small chatter floated through out the classroom in which convinced kyungsoo to strike up a conversation.

"came in right as class starts, huh?"

he smirked.

"umm yes.. but that's only because my earlier class is located in the other building."

you tried to explain.

"you sure about that? tried to play hooky but got caught and came to class?"

he continued to tease about an unlikely situation and raised his eyebrows.

"no."

you denied quickly and he chuckled in response. the conversation quickly died when we all pulled out the microscopes and cell plates to observe and identify after taking notes.

of course you had to share one between each seat mate in which required you to have to sit closer to work together.

this made you nervous as your table had four way pencil lines your table mates had engraved to clarify the spots of each person. he made a clear rule at the beginning of the school year.

if anything were to cross, it immediately became his possession and property.

over the years, many things had become his. one time your eraser and your paper had crossed even two milliliters across the line, he'd split the eraser in half and rip off the piece of paper that had crossed the line between you two.

you really hated him for that and other times and became cautious at times like this. and also the fact that he was good looking, smart, and the most popular student of the school. not to mention he was a member of the infamous idol group EXO.