What I Really Want // noren

Another Day of Jaemin's "Great" Ideas Going Wrong

Jeno knew this wasn't a good idea from the moment Jaemin opened his mouth, and his conviction had only heightened with each passing minute. Mark was not making the situation any better.

"Guys, this is not a good idea. We shouldn't be doing this. We are going to get into serious trouble," Mark said, his head coming through the crack of the door, a worried expression on his face.

"Mark, you idiot! Stay on the lookout!" Jaemin hissed and gestured with his hand for him to go back. Mark pouted and unwillingly closed the door, going back in the hallway.

Jeno, completely aware of the fact that they couldn't stop now, sighed and continued typing on the computer. They were in the room of the Science department: a huge room that teachers used for their weekly meetings and was always off-limits for students as was clearly stated with large red letters on the piece of paper, stuck on the front door. Jaemin didn't particularly care, of course.

His Chemistry teacher had said that he would assign the class into groups for the next project. Before any of the students could say who they wanted to be with, their teacher had explained that the groups would be chosen through a program, which will select them randomly. Jaemin wanted to be in a group with his newest girlcrush and decided he would go through everything to be with her even if that meant hacking a program when he didn't know how to hack. Which, of course, did not work, so that was why Jeno was bent in front of the computer screen, his fingers flying over the keyboard.

"You do realise that I do not have any idea what I am doing?" Jeno looked back at Jaemin, who had placed his hand on the back of Jeno's chair and was intently staring at the screen.

"You seem to be making progress or, at least, more than me, so keep going," Jaemin shrugged.

Mark poked his head in the room again.

"Okay, what is it taking so long?"

Jaemin turned to him, unaffected.

"Dude, can't you just chill?"

"Chill!? Are you serious?" Furious, Mark opened the door fully and began walking towards them. "Do you know how unnerving it is to be on the lookout? Turning your head left and right like you are some criminal, waiting to be caught?"

"That's not very far from the truth," Jaemin said and was instantly interrupted by Jeno's distracted mutter, "You are not helping."

Mark stopped in front of them and and crossed his hands at his chest, "You go on the lookout, I am going to help here."

"And how's that gonna happen, Mr. Absolutely Fully Capable?" Jaemin retorted sarcastically.

"Let's bet that I'm gonna do a way better job than you two are doing," when no one answered, he sighed, "Just let me try," Mark pushed Jeno lightly and took over the keyboard.

He had just sat at the chair when the door opened. The three of them turned their heads, dread seeping into their bones. They were going to be caught even sooner than Jeno thought.

Renjun, his hand still on the doorknob, stared at them dumbfounded, trying very hard not to drop the big pile of documents he was holding with his other hand.

"What is going on?" Renjun asked, raising one eyebrow.

"Mr. Kim asked us to check for the science fair brochure on the computer and print some copies," Jaemin lied swiftly.

Renjun narrowed his eyes at them, full of suspicion.

"That can't be possible because I was helping him with the already printed brochures, and he asked me to bring them here."