"ωнο'ѕ τнατ?"
"Is he a new foreigner?"
"Was he the boy that people have been gushing about?"
"Wait, is that the American transfer student? He's hot!"
"He walks with style. I'm taking him."
"Hey! He's mine! Go find your own."
Hansol nibbled his bottom lip out of anxiousness, not knowing the effect it gets from the students staring at him. It was a new Monday, new school with new faces around.
He felt nervous since he's not the talker than his soulmate who was always the life of the party.
He ducked his head in embarrassment as he ambled his way through the hall, glancing up to catch a familiar face. He lit up and ran directly to the person.
Seungkwan was looking for his Chemistry book in his locker when hands covered his eyes, blocking his sight and he gasped. He tried to pry the hands away but he heard a sweet, mellifluous chuckle behind him and he immediately knew who his attacker was.
"Hansol!"
"Ta-da, Boo!" Seungkwan spun around to see his soulmate beaming down at him, hands now resting on his hips gently while Seungkwan pushed him on his chest softly. A pout was on his visage as he glared up his boyfriend.
"Yah! You scared me! I thought I was gonna die!"
"We're literally in a school full of witnesses. Why would I kill you here?"
"So you're saying you want to kill me?"
"Hmm... maybe?"
"Treason!" Hansol laughed at his lover's lack of vocabulary, using words without knowing the exact meaning. Nonetheless, he pulled Seungkwan in, noses brushing together.
"You know I was joking, right?"
From a voice that could obviously make Seungkwan fall and an expression that could manipulate him any time he wanted, Seungkwan was not able to say no from such human.
Seungkwan smiled warmly before taking Hansol's face in his hands. "Just don't say it again, okay? I was hurt, babe..."
Hansol let out another soft laugh and nodded, leaning in to press a small peck on his soulmate's pretty, soft lips that could take him to nirvana every time. Seungkwan's cheeks colored as he linked his arms with his boyfriend, head leaning on his shoulder as they walked away from his locker and sending a victorious smirk to anyone looking at them, jaw dropped in shock.
Yeah, bitches. This boy is mine.
They walked further away, completely forgetting the Chemistry book Seungkwan still didn't have in hand.
★彡
ѕοοиγουиg иοτιϲє∂ τнєм.
He noticed all of them.
How the students around him were looking at him. Even glaring.
How the students were whispering in hushed voices but he would not miss the occasional mentions of his name.
How the students were looking at another person, speaking to one another quietly.
And when he turned to perceive who the other center of attention is, there she stood. She stood silently by the lockers, looking back at him. Her eyes coveyed the words she couldn't voice out. She was melancholy. Longing for him.

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