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-Jaemin-

"Hey." I greeted warmly as I found Jeno.

"Hi." He greeted back as he walked towards me.

We made our way back to the high school wing in silence. He still hadn't told me why he was in the college wing, but I didn't want to be one to push.

My phone vibrated in my hand, the screen lighting up, and I checked it.

Junnie: What's taking you so long?

I smiled a bit before unlocking it and replying.

Jaemin:
Sorry, Jun, someone got
lost and I had to pick him
up from the college wing

Junnie:
What's Jeno doing all
the way in the
college wing?

Jaemin:
I don't know either :/

Jaemin:
But I don't want to push

Jaemin:
Now get off your phone,
I don't want you to get in trouble

Junnie:
Aye aye, get here soon

I laughed softly before locking my phone and tucking it in my jacket pocket.

"Sorry you had to pick me up." Jeno apologized.

I shook my head lightly. "Don't worry about it. But," I hesitated as I slowed my steps, "I don't think you'd be that clueless to end up in the college wing. I literally just toured you around yesterday."

Jeno followed my actions, slowing down his pace as well.

"My brother forgot something at home and since he slept over at Jaehyun hyung's house, he couldn't get it." He explained. "He only gave me directions to get to the college wing though, not back."

"Jaehyun hyung?" I asked, tilting my head slightly, the name sounding familiar.

Why did the name sound so familiar? I feel like I've heard it around—

"Oh! Him!" I said as I snapped my fingers. "The one who came from America."

"You know him?"

"He knows Mark for a reason." I shrugged. "Who's your brother?"

"Lee Taeyong."

I stopped in my tracks slowly as I tried to wrap my head around the new information. Jeno seemed to notice as he stopped as he was a couple steps ahead of me, and turned. He gave me a questioning look as he made his way to me.

"What's up, Jaemin?" He asked.

"Taeyong hyung's been here for two years." I said slowly. "How come you...?"

"Ah," he chuckled, "my coach wouldn't let me go. He said I was 'too good' at doing what I was doing in soccer."

"Oh, I see, I see." I nodded. "Anyway, we should really get back. Ms. Kim is nice and all, but I don't want to test her patience."

- - -

The table was warmer than it ever was, and full of louder laughter.

Jeno had decided to join and meet Renjun and the others after some bet I lost. I'd have to treat him out sometime this week, so I guess I'm spending.

I looked around, with a smile, happy to see the others getting along well with Jeno, but for some reason I didn't really like how fast he'd become all touchy with Renjun.

I eyed Jeno's movements on Renjun more specifically. He never really touched Donghyuck or reached out to Mark, and for some reason it bothered me.

I tried to shake the feeling off as Renjun looked at me, but the look on his face showed that he must've picked something up.

Shit, I can't tell Renjun I have a thing for him, he's straight!

He gave me a thumbs up but with a concerned look on his face. I immediately gave him a small smile as I nodded, saying that I was.

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