𝐧𝐜𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲
One taught Jaemin love, one taught Chenle patience, and one taught Donghyuck pain.
𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬:
📍the people that are mentioned in my book do not depict on what they are in real life. they on...
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They definitely made the most in skipping classes.
Donghyuck was dragged around the city by Mark, entering from one shop to another, and getting snacks from time to time. During that moment, Donghyuck felt like Mark was living up to the nickname he asked to be called. Love. Donghyuck felt nothing but comfort while hanging out with Mark. That's the kind of warmth that he expected to feel while falling in love.
Chenle, on the other hand, had a strange feeling being with his roommate. It wasn't uncertainty nor discomfort, it felt more like butterflies inside his stomach. It's like something inside him was confirming the feelings he had all along with Jisung— who insisted on being his date. He liked the feeling. Chenle loved having Jisung around.
Meanwhile, Renjun was dragging Jaemin around the city as the sun was setting down.
"I don't want to leave!" Jaemin whined, having his one arm pulled by his friend.
"There's nothing more to do there!" Renjun told him, holding him by one hand while the other was holding their uniforms.
Jaemin showed a pout, saddened that they had to leave the place that held so many memories of them. "You're the one who brought me there and now it's you who will say that it's boring."
"It's the only place I can think of that you won't remember your Ex!" Renjun didn't mean to trigger his friend, but it's what's happening right now.
The mention of a certain someone caused Jaemin to pause on the spot. Renjun also stopped walking with a sigh, facing the male who began to once again relapse with the memories with his ex-boyfriend. He didn't know why he was disappointed. He should have known better that no one can move on that easily, not in Jaemin's case.
But until when do they have to handle this?
"Jaemin." Bringing his hands up, still holding their uniforms, Renjun cupped the male's face and squished his cheeks.
It took the said male aback, widening his eyes at the action. "Wot ish it? (What is it?)"
The adorable expression he had on his face made Renjun coo. "Who are you with?"
"Wang Wongchin. (Huang Renjun.)" Jaemin muffled out his answer, having a hard time doing so as his cheeks were squished.
Renjun let out a laugh. He suddenly got the urge for cuteness aggression, making him pinch the male's cheeks. "Who?"
Jaemin cried out the pain before gently removing his friend's hands on his face. He then rubbed his cheeks with a pout. "You. You are with me."
Not planning to leave their other friend out, Renjun also wanted to bring it up. "And who is not here with us?"
