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"I'm not. it's you that's changing me"
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If you had asked a seven-year-old Donghyuck where he saw himself in ten years, he would not have said "making out with the college kid from next door." Yet, there he was, pinned to his own locker, with a tongue down his throat. The older boys hands wandering dangerously close to his sensitive spots.
A voice in the back of his head was yelling at him, saying, "BOYS HAVE COOTIES!" He could almost hear all the little girls at his elementary school yelling with their annoying voices at the poor boys. Who, Donghyuck learned, definitely didn't have cooties, only STD's.
"Mark, get off my dick," he hissed at the handsy boy. Donghyuck heard a loud slam from next to him, which diverted his attention from Mark and to his best friend, Na Jaemin. He had totally forgotten about the other boy's existence.
"For once Mark, I think you should listen to him. Bye losers!" Jaemin flipped them off before running down the hall. Donghyuck glanced at the clock above Marks poofy hair and cursed. He was ten minutes late for Chemistry, and even if he did think the best chemistry was with Mark in the hallway, he had to keep his grades up. Donghyuck gently pushed Mark off of him, ignoring his whines of protest, before collecting his things and running to his class, almost running into a fuming Lee Jeno.
As he sat with his tablemate, who was viciously stirring the experiment they were supposed to be doing, Donghyuck couldn't help but wonder about the college boy next door. Sure, they've been physically close for a while, but Donghyuck really knew nothing about him. He didn't even know where he went to school, or who his friends are.
Who really is that college kid?
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y'all recognize the time period ((;
