"It's over, isn't it?" Insoo sat at her desk, typing away on her laptop, ignoring him. "You have to get ready for school soon, your suspension is over, isn't it?" He continued.
"Yes, Insoo, now shut up," she muttered, making sure the money would go through. "I barely had time to get more money like I wanted, because that dumbfu-"
"Language~" Insoo sang, laying on her bed. His fluffy brown hair spread across her pillow, his fingers playing with a familiar, ripped photo. "You shouldn't curse." Insoo rolled her eyes at his words, closing her laptop when the transfer completed. She threw her arms up in the air, stretching her back as a content sigh left her mouth, finally feeling relaxed.
"Maybe I can catch an hour of sleep before-" her words cut short when you phone buzzed, vibrating the her black, wooden desk. "Of course." She bitterly reached her hand out, picking up her phone. Since she wasn't in school, she didn't have to 'turn it in'. When the device was held securely in her hand, she powered it on, checking her notifications.
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In***'s Phone
Gue04
>> hi!!!!~~~
>> since youre on suspension you dont know this
>> but every year we have a school trip
>> the school trip where everyone in the school can go to
>> when paid and blah blah blah
>> but before the trip we do ice breakers
>> so when you get to school go to the main east gym
>> my friends will save a spot for you
Innie
oh? <<
okay <<
thank you for telling me Yeongue <<
Gue04
>> just call me Gue
>> and cute username btw
Innie
ah... <<
read
don't leave me on read...! <<
read
... <<
read
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"Insoo!" she yelled, looking at the boy to lazily laid on her bed. He let out a hum, not giving her a glance. "Stop changing my username!" She pounced on top of him, taking her pillow and whacking him with it, but it went straight through him. Nonetheless, he shielded himself as he chuckled lightly.
"Hey~ at least the kid said it was cute!~" Insoo chirped, laughing happily as Insoo glared at him, wanting to beat him up, but sadly she couldn't.
The musky smell filled his nose, his body weaving through the upperclassmens' body as he made his way back to his friend. When he finally came to a clear opening, he waved his hand up high in the air. "Yoonbin hyung!" The black haired boy turned around, his usual stoic face melting into a sweet smile as he waved back.
"Gue!" Yeongue ran towards him, his steps slowing down when he neared them. A familiar boy stood beside Yoonbin, a strange feeling twisting in the pit of his stomach. Yoonbin followed the youngers gaze, tapping the boy beside him. "Gue, meet Mashiho. His friends kinda left him out of their group due to already having enough second years, I hope you won't mind."
Mashiho turned around, facing down at Yeongue with a bright and sweet smile on his face. "Oh! You're the boy who ran into me with Insoo on that day!" Mashiho recalled, reaching his hand out. "Sorry to run into you guys like that." The younger stared down at Mashiho's hand, his hand slowly reaching out to take it.
"Yeah, don't worry about it," Yeongue assured him, mustering up the best smile he could give. Boys chatting surrounded the quiet trio, standing awkwardly in the middle of boys laughing and messing around. An eerie beep buzzed through the intercom, a muffled voice resonated through the speakers.
"All the completed groups, take a seat on the floor." Almost immediately, most of the boys dropped onto the floor leaving the three boys to be standing alone in the area they were at. Their eyes wandered around the main gym, Yeongue's eyes catching the person he was waiting for.
"Innie!" Insoo cringed at the nickname, her steps echoing in the large gym. She watched as Yeongue wave his arms, greeting her childishly. Not too far from them stood two other boys, two that everyone was very familiar of.
"I see we're a group then," his annoying voice rang in her ears. Despite not looking at him, she knew he was smirking and she knew his eyes were watching her every move. When they finally took a seat on the floor, the intercom beeped again, signalling everyone to shut up again.
"The first part is simple, just introduce yourselves, tell your likes, your dislikes, hobbies, and a fun fact," the man on the intercom blandly stated, quickly cutting off as soon as his announcement was over. Silence dawned over the six as the boys around them began their chatting once again. One sighed, shaking his head before speaking up.
"Well since no one in talking I will," he crossed his arms, looking around the circle before stopping at Insoo, their eyes locking with each other. "The name's Bang Yedam, I'm a second year. I like singing and I can compose and produce songs. I dislike your guys' silence and Junkyu's idiocy. My hobbies are writing, composing, and producing songs along with singing. Fun fact is I find this 'ice breaker' thing very dumb."
Insoo deadpanned at the Yedam's introduction, feeling all he does in his life is write music, but then again, he actually did something in his life. Their eyes were still locked onto each other, waiting for someone to speak up. A soft squeak brought the attention on him, the boy who was playing with his sweater paws.
"I'm Takata Mashiho, year two. I like marshmallows, dancing, and koalas. I dislike cold coffee, Junkyu," Mashiho shot a glare over at the boy who stared at him, "And waking up early. My hobbies are dancing and making coffee. A fun fact about me is...I hope to find my dead friends younger sister." There was a pause in the air around the circle, the mood dropping.
"That was a bit..." Yoonbin glanced at Mashiho, who just smiled, oblivious to how weird his fun fact was. "Anyways, I'm Ha Yoonbin, third year. I like rapping, black coffee, and my space. I dislike loud noises, meeting new people, and whiny people. My hobbies are rapping and sleeping. Fun fact would be that I agree with Yedam, this ice breaker thing is so dumb."
The circle went on of them introducing themselves. Junkyu, though, didn't listen to the rest of the introductions, and instead, stared at the marshmallow boy who shyly fiddled with his sleeves. His heart warmed when Mashiho innocently listened to the others, his smile bright and pure. "Is this what it feels like to be in love?" Junkyu muttered to himself, awestruck by the boy in front of him. "Am I...gay?"
Yedam, who sat beside him, choked on his spit, gaining attention around the circle. "Y-YOU'RE GAY?!"
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How To Kiss A Boy//Kim Jun Kyu
Fanfiction"Did you just...save me from getting hit on?" "Yeah, you seemed uncomfortable." ~~~ In which a masked person saved someone from getting hit on.
