bank account┃chensung

⌜ four ⌟

staring at the door, jisung keeps on glancing down at his wristwatch to check what time it is and then back at the door for some reason. the reason is becau it's the second subject of the morning and his seatmate hasn't arrived yet. he is hungry but he can't buy some snacks as he is budgeting his money until this sunday which his parents would give his weekly allowance.

❝where is that bank account?❞ he checked his phone and mentally cursed at himself for not asking for chenle's number.

clicking his tongue, jisung slouched his back as he tapped his fingers down to his desk, annoying the students near him but neither of them had the courage to tell him to stop. they were all scared of jisung knowing his hot headed temper.

just when jisung was planning on excusing himself as he had plans on seeking his way inside the council's room to get chenle's information and get his phone number, loud screeching voices were heard from outside the room and their heads jerked to the door which slid open and showed a breathless and disheveled familar student.

for a minute there, jisung was drooling but quickly then shook the thought off from his head. he is hungry and he wants his bank account to buy him food.

❝i'm very sorry for being late.❞ chenle took a low bow, scaring the teacher who thought that chenle would break at how low he took a bow.

chenle honestly woke up late. it was not his alarm clock's fault, it's more or like his fault. fining his way home, chenle took the whole night walking around the city, getting lost, and then going back to square one. luckily, no one messed around with him last night and even though it was already late, at least he got home safely and he was tired. he slept at the sofa in the living room after locking the house as he was tired to go up and it was a bad idea as he woke up with his back aching.

❝it's okay chenle.❞ the teacher sent chenle a small smile and decided to let him off the hook knowing that he's a new transfer student. ❝you can now take a seat.❞

whispers inside the room were heard, some at the teacher for being unfair and faking his kindness at the new student, and some at chenle and questioned about him being late.

❝be quiet!❞ the teacher slammed a ruler down the desk and successfully silenced everyone.

not looking at jisung, chenle sat down on his seat without talking to anyone. not even scared of jisung's stare at him, he didn't care. he was mad at the younger as it is also partly his fault for not being with him while he was lost. instead, he went out with his friends after asking a big amount of money from chenle.

❝psst,❞ jisung took a pen and poked chenle's sides using it. ❝hey, bank account.❞

bank account? chenle has a name and it seems like jisung doesn't remember what it is. oh well, not like chenle will talk to him even if he calls him by his name.