cotton candy ; jung wooyoung [finished]

one.

WOOYOUNG'S POV.

wooyoung shot his friend a glare as yeosang snickered next to him. san turned around from the desk in front of them as the teacher announced class was over.

"i'm serious about what i said, jung. don't catch let me catch you making heart eyes at my sister."

"whatever." wooyoung mumbled, slumping in his seat and bouncing his knee underneath the desk. he rested his head on his hand and sighed.

"what is up nerds- oh my god is this kid still like this?" hongjoong announced, hopping onto san's desk in front of them. yunho turned around in his seat as seonghwa stood beside them.

"like what?" yunho asked. the boys looked at each other and shook their heads.

"nothing bud, not a damn thing." hongjoong said, patting him on the shoulder. jongho barreled himself into the classroom as well, making wooyoung officially tune out his friends. despite being a few rows away from him, he listened in on mingi and ahn.

"c'mon just ask him to hang out with us once or something! you're friends, its won't be weird!"

"you're only friends with me because i know yunho aren't you?" mingi raised an eyebrow as ahn bugged him. the two were best friends and constantly bickering.

"nooo, i've known you longer. which is why you should do this one favor-"

"hm."

"i can't believe you would betray your best friend like this."

"if you wanted to go out with him so much why don't you ask your brother? he's much closer with yunho than i am." mingi sighed, not even looking up as he responded. she pouted and slouched in her seat.

"choi san will set every guy within a mile of his sister on fire. why do you think i'm still single?" ahn groaned.

"because you only have literal heart eyes for yunho." mingi looked at her, knowing he was right. she groaned and opened the book in front of her.

wooyoung leaned back in his chair as he scribbled random answers into his notebook. ahn had liked yunho for the longest time, and this was no news too wooyoung. he looked over at yunho who sat beside their friends. the other boy had his headphones in, playing a game on his phone underneath his desk. wooyoung sighed at his situation and joined in on the conversation his friends were having about the time jongho had convinced himself that pickup lines were the way to go.