The Spring Dance

Three

"What's today, sweatpants and tee shirt day?" Changgu laughed, putting his arm around Yuto. Yuto rolled his eyes, fixing his jacket.

"Can a man not dress down for one day?" Hwitaek laughed, leaning his head forward.

"Yes, any man, besides the beautiful Yutoda." he snorted, pushing them away.

"Do I look that bad?" they all looked at him. Some girls passing by stared, literal heart's popping out of their eyes. They all laughed, going into the cafeteria. He got some cereal and a waffle to fill him up. He ate with Hyunggu stealing food off his plate.

"Yuto-ah, where'd you get your jacket from?" a girl asked, with an annoyingly high pitched voice. He gave her a strained smile, shrugging his shoulders.

"I'm not sure. My mom got it for me." she sighed, putting her chin in her palm. She stared at him, while he leaned back to talk to Hyunggu.

"Yuto-ah, where'd you get your jacket from?" he mocked, batting his eyelashes. Yuto rolled his eyes, pushing his shoulder.

"Shut up." they both laughed, with hyunggu shaking his head. A small group of boys come running into the room, panting. Yuto and Hyunggu glanced to them, rolling their eyes.

"When are they going to normally walk into a room?" Yuto agreed, looking away. The teacher walk in soon after, starting the class.

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Yuto was walking down the hall, talking to hwitaek about the dance they'd have to plan later. Hwitaek was whining about the whole thing, saying it was stupid and that the football team usually sucked and they should have to plan it since they suddenly got talent.

Yuto laughed, pushing at him slightly. He put his combination into his locker, opening it with Hwitaek still whining. He had put his bag away, when they heard voices. "Touch me one more time, I dare you." a deep voice said. They both turned, wanting to know what was going on.

"I will. And you can't do shit about it." Yuto shut his locker slowly, finding who the voices belonged to. There was a tall guy who was standing over a slightly smaller. His hair was covering part of his face, but anyone could see the cold glare he was giving the shorter.

"Maybe we should-" Yuto grabbed Hwitaeks hand.

"Then do it." the taller growled. Yuto pulled Hwitaek away, but the other stopped him.

"Wait, I wanna see. I've never seen a fight before." Yuto scoffed at him. "Come on, we'll hide behind the lockers." they squished together, poking their heads out. Yuto didn't have a good feeling about this.

"Why don't you come here then?" The smaller growled back. The boy stepped forward, but someone grabbed his arms.

"Wooseok, don't." a blonde boy said. The taller, or Wooseok from what he could hear, pulled his arm out of his grasp.

"Yanan, stay out of it." the other one only smiled, waiting patiently. He walked closer, so their chests were together. "Throw the first punch." the smaller turned with a smile, before he threw his arm forward. Yuto and Hwitaek both flinched, scared at what they were seeing.