the arts | svt

dance, dance ; 0.5

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"woah what say that again?" wonwoo asked me to repeat

"wow this bitch blind and deaf. get you a man who can do both." jihoon stared at the boy next to him

"shut up guys. seulmin carry on." junhui ushered me

"okay, a few days ago me and soonyoung were just-

"do you mean 'soonyoung and i?'" wonwoo tried to correct my grammar.

"shut it nerd." they shoved him

"fine! stay uneducated." he puffed

i looked around to see if either soonyoung and jiyeon were near so i wouldn't get caught talking about them.

the other three boys set their eyes on me waiting to resume to my story

"so the bell just went but we were just chilling there talking about some shit and we forgot that we're missing class."

"but you still get high ass grades." junhui added.

i chuckled.

only if he knew how much harder i studied at home, we would know i got those grades.

"and jiyeon comes over to us and tells us to go to class but in a kinda mean way."

"i can tell this is going bad already."

"well you guessed right. soonyoung dead ass popped off to her and she snapped back so i was just stuck inbetween them."

"that sounds awkward."

"so akward that i tweeted it."

"you tweet everything." jihoon stated
"everytime i refresh the pat all i see is seulmin's tweets 'omg i just sneezed 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂' "

"did you just speak emojis."

"what can i say, i'm a talented guy." he shrugged

"so guys, since you're close to soonyoung. do you know anything that happened between them?" i asked the three boys
"i mean did they have some drama that the whole word knows apart from me?"

the boys turned silent. their facial expressions turned serious for once.

did i ask a sensitive topic or something?

why aren't they answering?

the boys shut their mouth as if they never heard any question.

"umm, guys are you going to answer me or carry on ignoring me—

"haha would you look at that, i got to go to water my cactus." wonwoo quickly got up ready to dash

"i got to go find kids to bully." jihoon stood up, grabbing his bag.

"wai—

before i could ask them, the two already troy bolted away.

i sighed, turning back to see the only friend left. junhui was still sat in front of me with a pitiful look on his face.

"jun you'll tell me what happened won't you?" i pleaded with my best puppy eyes

chuckling at my glimmering eyes, he resisted my plead and just got up too.

"sorry mins, i've got to go."

"noo jun don't go! you have to tell me!" i begged as i tugged on his arm

"why are you suddenly calling me jun?" he peered down to my hand holding his arm

"why are you calling me mins?" i countered back

he smirked at my words. "fair enough."

"so will you tell me?"

he scratched the back of his head hesitant with his words.

i patiently waited for him to answer me.

instead of answering my question, jun ruffled my hair smiling apologetically

"i have to go practise for the dance audtions today. you should too min."

question avoided again.

i sighed, giving up "i guess you're right." i gave a fake smile.

jumping to my feet, i stretched my body trying to make up for the practise time i wasted on gossiping

junhui glanced down at my pouting lips and daydreaming eyes. he felt sorry

"look, if you really want to to know," he began, grabbing my attention. "ask soonyoung yourself. it's his story, i think it's fair if you hear it from him yourself."

i sat in silence feeling pathetic for trying to pry the secrets out of the others.

"but give it some time. soonyoung is a sensitive guy."

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