confused | seventeen's hiphop unit

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It's been a week. You've been in college for a week.

And you already had a quiz coming up in two days.

"I seriously wanna kill myself." You pull your hair, elbows on the table, while you stare at your noted in the hopes of getting all the info in at once.

"Come on, Hyejin-ah. Don't be like that." You look up to see Mingyu pouting, and you almost forgot he was there.

"Easy for you to say, you smart ass." You roll your eyes and drop your head on the table.

You expect a lot of pain and a large bang, but instead your head never reaches the surface of the desk.

Mingyu catches your forehead with his palm, using the other to stroke your head.

"Aish. Physical pain won't do anything." He scolds.

You pull back and glare at him. "Then teach me! We've been studying the whole free period and it seems like I'm the only one putting in effort."

He shakes his head amused. "I have been teaching you. You're just too negative to take it all in."

"You're not failing, Hyejin. Stop worrying." He coos.

"I have to." You sigh. "I can't lose the scholarship. Do you know how much it costs to live alone?"

"I'd take you in if I didn't live in a dorm." He says sadly.

"Aigoo." You pinch his cheek, trying to counter the feeling in your stomach. "It's okay."

"Why don't you just accept Hansol's offer to live with him?" He pouts.

"Exactly." Hansol arrives on the bench-like table you guys were at with some snacks and juice packs.

"Yey! Thank you!" You happily open a pack of chips and a juice pack, taking one long sip before explaining.

"Many reasons." You eat a chip. "You're a guy, I want to live independently, and of course, it'd be too much of a burden to you and your family, Han."

"I think your part time jobs as a barista and tutor make up for your independence. My room is far from the guest, and you are never a burden." He counters.

Mingyu speaks up. "Speaking of which, don't you have to start your shift soon?"

You check your watch and see you have 30 minutes 'til you have to work.

"I'll leave in 10. Crash course please, Gyu?" You beg.

"Shit, that quiz. I have mine next week." Hansol states.

"Shut up, you lucky bastard, ours is in two days." You glare at him.

"Mingyu isn't worried." He shrugs.

"Because he's a genius!" You exasperate.

"He was the best in highschool. It sucked." You grit your teeth, giving Mingyu silent gestures of violence.