[ Taeyong | Sicheng | Ten | Johnny | Lucas | Jungwoo | Mark ]
Mark widens his eyes at the sight of the damage in front of him. He's unsure if he should continue to dance since the music is still on, but judging from the wet floor, prom was canceled. Whoops, he should have bought late night movie tickets so he could ditch and run off with his sweetheart, but nah! He's a broke high school student. "On a scale of 1 to 10, do you think Lucas will get suspended?"
"Probably, I'm leaning towards an 8." Donghyuck bites his lip, pressing his chest against Mark's arm. If this was heaven, then yeah Mark was living.
On the other hand, there was Johnny who had the look of horror on his face. He was pushing back his chin, revealing a new set of chins no person has seen before! What the hell was that thing on Sicheng's head? "Gross, look at his hair. It's a dick."
"And you called me an idiot." Ten looks at Johnny and sports his disinterested face. Either his fate was mad blind because clearly, they were identical hairstyles. Like how in the world did Sicheng end up with that abomination on his head?
Just when everyone thought Sicheng's tantrums were over, he started to scream and sob at how unfair his life was. Oh boo hoo, did little miss queen bee hit a dead end? Possibly.
"Sicheng, I tell you this because I care, but I can't stand hanging out with you anymore." Kun snaps, dropping his hooped earrings to the floor while stomping them with his high heels. "You're nasty. I'm out, loser."
Chenle bites his lip watching Kun run towards the door. He's supposed to be there for both of them and it's so hard to pick a side. Oh yeah, did he say hard? Nah, he would obviously ditch Sicheng in a heartbeat. He doesn't hang out with pathetic wannabe queens. "Um honestly speaking, let's never see each other again, okay?"
"W—wait, I didn't raise you brats to leave me!" Sicheng digs his nails into his hair, screaming as he fists the air. "I'll make daddy expel you both!"
Yuta heaves a loud sigh as he squats down, eyeing Sicheng who was being the biggest cry baby ever. He's supposed to be 16 and yet he acts like a 5-year-old? Kids these days are aging backward and for the worse, too. "Stop whining. You're annoying."
Making a face, Sicheng glares at the nurse with his evil eyes. He curls his fists, preparing for a punch towards the face. It's a good thing Yuta saw Sicheng's intentions, so he took this opportunity to scold him for damaging his arm once more. "Hey, are you an idiot?" He continues, grabbing a hold of Sicheng's arm and pushing the sleeves upwards. "You're bruised."
"Shut up! Why do you care?" Sicheng snorts, yanking his arm out of Yuta's grasp. It would be a total lie if he didn't admit it sort of hurt. Okay, he got him! Damn nurse. "It's my arm, I can do whatever the hell I want with it."
It's as if all the students in this high school grouped together to give him a hard time. Nothing is ever easy, especially when he's working for a paycheck! "Listen, I don't make the rules. It's protocol. I suggest you follow me back to the infirmary or I'll drag you there." He says, turning his back towards Sicheng. "And, you obviously don't want me to drag you."
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A/N: There you have it! Sicheng isn't in the #singlepringlesquad anymore. Not gonna lie, I'm glad Kun and Chenle did what they had to do. They're free people now. Freeeeeedom! 😈
