"...oh, and one more thing before I leave, I'm just gonna remind everyone that the deadline of your worksheet is tomorrow."
Great. I didn't even start yet.
Minho looked at his professor with a judgy look. He gave it yesterday and that shit's pretty hard and he expects us to pass it tomorrow?
He rolled his eyes. Fortunately for him, his prof saw it. Well, he intentionally did it.
"Got a problem with that, Minho?"
Minho smiled his most plastic one and batted his eyelashes innocently. "I don't, Sir. Have a good day, you may now take your exit. "
A smirk found it's way onto his face when he incoherently heard him say something about "teenagers being wild".
He fished his phone out from his pocket to kill time because there was no way in hell is he going anywhere for the next 30 minutes. His next class would be around 11 in the morning with the subject he despises the most. He's also comfortable with how he's seated on his chair by the window at the moment.
Minho raised his eyebrow when he saw a message from his dearest roommate slash bestfriend for nine years slash his not-so-subtle crush for two years. How did he end up having feelings for his best friend? He has no idea. The only thing he remembered is those fucking cute dimples slowly poking out, making the other brighter than ever.
From: Dimples
Party, 8:00 @Han's crib. C U there.
Han Jisung. He always throw parties even on a school night. He couldn't come though since he has things to do. And by things, he means doing his homework while cursing his prof and complaining about his life and maybe stressing about things he can easily do.
He was about to reply a 'No thanks' when he read the name of the sender again. Dimples. He read the message all over again to know if he was just seeing things.
It wasn't like Chan to use his phone during class hours and he definitely does not type messages like this. One more thing, Minho's the party guy and Chan is not the type to go to parties easily, let alone invite someone.
To: Dimples
Give him his phone back, whoever you are.
He waited for about two minutes (one of the worst two minutes of his life) until a reply came.
From: Dimples
Hey, Min. Sorry, that was Felix, he stole my phone while I was eating.
He should've guessed. Felix is a lazy typer. But, wait. Chan's eating? It's not even lunch time yet. He looked at the time and it's still 10:23 in the morning. He knows that Chan's current class is Calculus, his favourite, and there's no way that he would ditch that subject.
To: Dimples
Why are you eating in class?
From: Dimples
I'm not. I'm in the cafeteria with Felix and Hyunjin. We have no class right now. Wanna join?
To this, Minho raised his eyebrow, again. He's with Hyunjin? Well, Felix is okay because Chan treats him as his younger brother since they both have the same Australian vibe. But Hyunjin?
Well, there's nothing wrong. He's their friend as well. Except for the fact that Hyunjin is very clingy when it comes to Chan and he can tell that Hyunjin likes his bestfriend in a way that Minho likes Chan.
Is he jealous? Of course not. Why would he be jealous? It's not like he owns Chan or anything (although he wants to own him). And it's not like Chan would know that Hyunjin likes him. Chan is just so dense to know that someone actually likes him. Especially when it's a friend of his. And Minho knows he's still Chan's favourite person ever. Is there a competition? No. There isn't. Even though Minho thinks that both him and Hyunjin are trying to lure Chan into their affection, they're still friends and they wouldn't do anything to break their relationships.
