G̷o̷o̷d̷ ̷B̷o̷y̷ ̷G̷o̷n̷e̷ ̷B̷a̷d̷ (𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙙!)

Feel The Same.

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Okay, let me just tell you how PEEVED OFF I am.

I wrote a scene for this story A WHILE AGO and saved it for THIS CHAPTER. BUT NOW I CAN'T FIND IT.

so then I had to remember as much as I could and re-write it :)

but I'm salty about it. :)

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Dongyoung rifled through his bag, looking for his pack of cigarettes that he's sure he put in there. He knew that Jaehyun would be angry with him if he saw him skipping class, but the older didn't really care. The brunet already pulled him out of his class and made him suck his dick, so Dongyoung should be allowed to at least skip a class for a bit.

"Where the fuck..." He grumbled. His full attention on the inside of his backpack, Dongyoung didn't notice the person standing in his way.

The ravenette huffed, "watch where you're going!" He yelled. Dongyoung looked up and glared at the male, who was still standing in his way.

"You're Dongyoung, right?" The teen said.

"Yea, what of it?" He said.

"I'm Jungwoo," the younger said.

"Okay? I don't care who you are," the taller said. Dongyoung looked around his bag again, sighing in relief when he finally pulls his pack of cigarettes, completely new and unopened.

Dongyoung ripped open the plastic package, letting the clear film fall onto the ground. He popped a cigarette in between his lips, tossing the rest in his backpack and zipping it up. Jungwoo watched with furrowed brows. If he was honest, he was most confused as to why the older bought a pack of cigarettes, but never lit any of them. Dongyoung turned away, walking down the hallway with an unlit cigar between his slightly bruised lips.

Shaking his thoughts away, Jungwoo cleared his throat, "stay away from Jaehyun," he said with as much authority as he could muster. Dongyoung stilled and slowly turned around.

"What did you say?" He said slowly.

Jungwoo walked up to the older, a heavy glare on his features, "stay away from him," he said in a low voice. Dongyoung grabbed Jungwoo's shirt collar and pushed him against the lockers, staring at him with his eyes huge in anger.

The blond pushed Dongyoung away, "you're just a lowlife delinquent. You're not good enough for someone like him," he said.

"Who the fuck do you think you are? He's mine," Dongyoung said, his voice almost a growl.

Jungwoo pursed his lips, "he doesn't really love you," he said.

"Think I care? Maybe I'm just here to ride it— or should I say him —out," Dongyoung said with a smirk. The teen stepped back, biting on his cigarette.

"If you're smart, you'll stay away from both him and me," Dongyoung said as a warning. "I'll mess you up," he said.

Jungwoo stayed quiet, his face hot with anger while the older laughed at him. He hated how the ravenette was acting like a child who won first place in a contest and was now rubbing it in everyone's face.

"I'll give you credit though, you tried," he said. Dongyoung stuck his tongue out and his middle finger up at the younger before turning away and continuing his path back to his math class.

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NO NO NO NO DON'T HATE ME! 

KEEP ON READING TO THE NEXT CHAPTER!!!!!!!!