╻he is no one but jisung's bank account╹
❀ chensung
❀ chogiwanese
━┅ ✎ this is made out of pure entertainment and a hundred percent FICTION. the characters portrayed in the book DOES NOT depict on what the idols truly are.
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❝i want orange juice.❞
chenle ripped his attention to the board and faced to the side only to see jisung raising a brow at him. ❝what?❞
❝buy me orange juice.❞ jisung saw chenle nod but is doing nothing and just continued to listen to the boring lesson being discussed. the younger then clicked his tongue, ❝now.❞
❝but we are in the middle of class.❞ the chinese was aware of jisung's sudden change, it was as if he was back to his old self, and he wanted to talk to him about it but decided not to. he didn't want to piss jisung more than ever.
❝orange juice and buy me a new pen, i lost mine.❞ jisung simply said, not caring if they are in class. ❝right now bank account.❞
the chinese took his bag and rummaged inside it to find an extra pen he owned. ❝here, you can use this.❞
jisung eyed the pen and looked up at chenle, giving him a look. ❝i want a new one.❞
they weren't allowed to go out during class hours and even if they can just find a way to escape, chenle didn't want to break any rules. jisung is giving him a hard time putting a good image in this school, all he wants was to peacefully finish and go on with whatever life could offer him.
❝you need to wait.❞ chenle checked his wrist watch and showed it to jisung. ❝we have ten more minutes till class ends and then i'll go.❞
but jisung didn't want to wait ten more minutes. he wants chenle to get out of his sight and that has to be now. already knowing what to do to make the chinese obey him, jisung took out his phone and place it on his desk. a smirk made its way to his lips upon seeing the older having wide eyes. ❝maybe in that ten minutes i can post the video.❞
the window is next to jisung, chenle can just open it and throw the chicken out. or maybe, he can just throw himself just to end this suffering.
the chinese raised his hand and successfully caught the teacher's attention. with the discussion being stopped, every student inside the room turned their heads around and had all their attention to chenle who's shaking in his seat. he didn't like the attention. he cursed jisung for making him do this.
❝did you not understand the lesson chenle?❞ the teacher questioned, growing worried as she saw chenle biting his lower lip and is sweating very hard.
❝can i excuse myself?❞ chenle said with his voice squeaking.
❝you can. do you need any company?❞ the teacher eyed jisung who's looking out from the window and not caring whatever was happening inside the classroom. ❝jisung, accompany—❞
