the boys are back at it again, but this time with teachers at their throats and ding dongs killing off their mitochondrias.
[sequel to ; boys just wanna have fun]
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Donghyuck lazily walked on the sidewalk, chocolate milk in hand, sipping on the sweet tasting milk. It was way too early to be walking to school, maybe around 6am?
The boy was feeling stiff in his uniform. Honestly, who invented these monstrosities? He wished he could just wear a hoodie and some sweats to school, it's not like they were going to burst into some fancy ball or anything.
It was just scho—ehem, hell. You go in, the teachers shove unnecessary shit into your brain, then you go home. So what was the point of these stupid uniforms?
Up ahead, Donghyuck could see the school building in all its hellish glory. This year, he'd be starting his senior year. Basically, all of his hyungs are now in college. Leaving him by himself.
"This sucks ass." Donghyuck groaned, stepping through the school gates.
"Hey Hyuck!" A loud voice boomed behind him, making him slightly flinch.
Turning around he saw Lucas waving animatedly at him.
"Aren't you supposed to be in class right now?" The boy asked, now making his way towards the taller male.
"I have afternoon classes today." Lucas explained.
"I'm surprised you're awake at this hour. I'd expect you to be fuck—I mean, sleeping in."
"We don't fuck every moment of the day Hyuck." The elder male said.
Donghyuck coughed,"Sure."
Lucas gave Donghyuck a look.
"What?" The shorter asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Nothing, just have fun in school buddy. I heard Mrs.Kim-O-Thong is back at it again with her stupid projects."
"You fucking bet! This bitch assigned ten projects yesterday that's due by the end of this week! Just kill me now." Donghyuck says dramatically.
"What are the projects about anyways?"
"They're all about our summer. What the fuck am I supposed to say? 'Oh, my mom decided to send me to one of her friend's villas to live with six other boys that I didn't know'?"
"Wait, wait, hold up." Lucas started waving his hands in a stopping motion, making the latter stop talking. "Your mom. Sent you. To go stay at her friend's villa. With six strangers."
