let's talk about love | markhyuck

chapter one

donghyuck sighed, staring dreamily at the man in front of him from his desk. he bit his lip and fantasized as he watched the guy talk and talk about donghyuck knows what.

god, he's so handsome, thought the tanned high school student as he leaned back in his chair, nearly falling on the desk behind him.

"hey! would you watch it?" snapped donghyuck's peer from behind him.

the peer behind him had been interrupted from his staring session at the attractive guy in front of him. no, not donghyuck, the peer behind the tan boy had no interest in him. no, mark lee stared at someone he had been infatuated with for god knows how long.

"oh my god, he's so hot when he's talking about derivatives..." mark whispered to himself as he chewed on the eraser of his pencil.

yes, mark lee had a fucking crush on his calculus teacher.

no, mr. kim wasn't that old; in fact, he looked younger than a lot of the students in the school. mr. kim attracted a lot of students but eventually the students for some reason suddenly got over the crush pretty quickly, or that's what mark heard. no one ever told anyone why people got over mr. kim so quickly. and mark didn't want to find out because he would never stop crushing on the teacher.

"okay, lee donghyuck, why don't you tell me and the class the exact equation of finding a derivative?" asks mr. kim as he looks at the tanned male in front of mark.

"huh?" donghyuck looked confused as he stared at his teacher. "derivative?"

"i just went over it, mr. lee," says mr. kim and mark thinks he looks fine when he's scolding the tanned boy.

"i- i don't know, sir..." donghyuck puts his head down in shame. "i'm sorry."

"it's completely fine, just make sure you try to keep up and pay attention, mr. lee." the teacher offered his student a friendly smile that almost made mark get a nose bleed. "maybe your seat mate mark could help you?"

mark's eyes widened as he snapped out of his thoughts. holy fuck, he just said my name... "wHAT?" mark screeched in english

"mr. lee, we can't understand what you say if you speak in english." mr. kim chuckled. "equation of a derivative, mark."

mark stammered, quickly mumbling an apology. "derivative..." mark whispered, thinking. he kept repeating the word to himself

"mr. lee, it's okay if you don't know."

"i- i know it!" mark cried. "i know i do, i-"

"mr. kim, i think i have the answer now!" donghyuck raised his hand yet spoke out loud. mr. kim turned to the student and ignored mark.

"you have the floor, donghyuck," said mr. kim.

mark scowled, jealous of the tan male for stealing the teacher's attention from him. he wants the floor? oh, he'll get the floor.

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really short chapter to begin with oof
also idk what a derivative is i just googled whats learned in calculus im still a child-

-uwu