Aphenphosmphobia » k.jw & w.yh

thirty nine.

"Everyone has a chapter they don't read out loud."

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readers: about damn time!

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The bell ringing was Yukhei's only cue to run out of his room, and as soon as he heard the said bell, his eyes widened, as his body charged to the door, he even heard their teacher shouting his name, but he didn't care. He had to see him, now.

But it wasn't that easy, all the the bodies were pushing onto each other, desperate to get the hell out of the room. Yukhei stood in front of them, his height being an asset as he looked for that certain brown-haired male, but as the people started depleting, his hopes started falling.

"Dude, you'll be dead tomorrow." Minhyung mumbled, swinging his backpack on his right shoulder as him and Yuta, looked at Yukhei, who was now staring inside an empty classroom.

"Hey, stop that." Yuta shushed, immediately hitting Minhyung on the younger's shoulder, whilst Yukhei scanned the crowded hallways.

"C'mon. Let's find his friends." Yukhei muttered, grabbing onto the two's bags, and dragging them somewhere.

"Ten-hyung!"

"Where's Jungwoo?" The eldest sounded distressed, eyes uneasy as he stared up at the three younger students in front of him. His hands were shaking and his palms were sweating, heartbeat thumping loudly against his ribcage. "Where is he?"

"We don't know. We came here be–"

"Where the hell is that boy then?" All of them tensed, slowly, Yukhei turned around, eyes meeting an exact replica of the eyes he'd grew to love. He watched as the owner of the eye's eyebrows raised, throat instantly becoming dry at the harsh gaze. "You're him, right? You're that boy who messed with Jungwoo."

"Excuse me?" Yukhei frowned, feeling the anger bubble up inside him.

"Where is he? Tell me. Or else." The middle-aged woman threatened, but Yukhei was far from being threatened. He took a deep breath and shrugged.

"We don't know, Ma'am. We're busy looking for him as well." The younger answered, adding in a respectful gesture, or bowing down, before grabbing onto Minhyung's and Yuta's bags, and dragging them away. "See you tomorrow, Ten-hyung!"

"Yeah, see you too!" Ten answered back, before slipping away from the fuming Mom of Jungwoo. Yukhei stared at her, while she glared back, but the teenager grew some courage.

"Yeah, I'm 'him', Mrs. Kim!" Yukhei grinned, almost laughing when he saw the woman's change of expression, her face contorting an angrier facial expression.

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"No, no, I should go home now." The younger of the two insisted, eyes scanning the almost full café, where they had been staying for almost 4 hours now. "You should, too."

"No, not yet!" Everyone's heads snapped to the two's direction, making the two feel conscious all of a sudden. Jungwoo sighed, and looked at the elder, who was running his hand through his hair over and over again. "I'm sorry."