San is senior class president and Wooyoung is set to take him down to get revenge for his friends who were bullied by San in the past. How will San be able to handle his infatuation with Wooyoung which could ruin his reputation and position at their...
I feel my heart sink as I exit the school. I miss Wooyoung. I head into my car and try to recount what just said and what just happened. I called him pretty, twice, and held his hand, oh god. I slap my forehead and let a few tears fall as I think about anyone ever finding out about what just happened. I feel tired and emotionally drained, so I can't start my car, I just try and breathe and stop my hyperventilating from getting out of hand. Then I see Wooyoung walk out of the school towards his car, his . uniform shirt untucked, and a hand running through his hair like it always does. I find myself staring and my face flushing. I get so turned on just by his slightest movements, and I hate it. Every time he even shifts his body my brain can't begin to comprehend his beauty. He then enters his car, and his tinted windows keep me from continuing to stare, thankfully, because I'm sure I looked quite creepy.
I pull out my phone and scroll through instagram mindlessly to keep myself distracted from my confusing thoughts and feelings. A new notification pops up, and I see that Wooyoung has decided to follow me, and I can't keep myself from accepting. I follow him back hoping to have access to his photos so I can keep my sexual fantasies curbed. Smiling, I drive home, sort of happy sort of confused, but either way Wooyoung is my only thought.
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I walk past Jongho quickly on the way to my room, hoping Wooyoung has accepted my request to follow him because I need to see his face. I then see he posted five minutes ago and quickly click on the image.
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It was a good day <3
I squeal rather loudly causing a groan from Jongho in the other room, but I don't care, because Wooyoung is the most beautiful human being I will ever set my eyes on.
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I wake up to Jongho throwing a pillow at me and telling me to wake up to which I respond with something mean, and start to get ready quickly. I check the time and find its almost as early as it was yesterday when I got to school, so seeing Wooyoung is my main motivation.
"Come on Jongho." He glares at me
"Last time you were ready before me was middle school, what's so exciting today?" He asks almost as if he doesn't really care but I decide to answer anyway.
"I'm just hoping Yeji is there early." I lie through my teeth, but its partially true as I do hope Wooyoung is at school early so I can just see him.
"Of course, your super great girlfriend." Jongho doesn't seem convinced, but I could care less as I lead him to the car and head to school quickly. Once we get to school I am greeted by the devil himself, Seonghwa, but I am in too good of a mood to let him phase me.
"Thanks for cleaning up the hallway, you saved the school a big controversy." I nod at him, smiling widely.
"It was my pleasure." I start to walk past him
"Sure it was." Seonghwa glares at me "Don't forget there's mass today." He smirks at that, knowing I have to lead the opening prayer.
"I know." I completely forgot, but he manages to dampen my mood slightly, which is why I hate him. I head through to the senior lounge and start the homework I was too emotionally confused to do the night before.
"Glad to see you here again." Wooyoung appears seemingly out of nowhere in the back of the room where he sits at a table with a binder open and a pencil in his mouth. "I fucking missed you." His words take the breath from me, and I wince at how my cheeks probably turned a beet red.
"Really?" Is all I can manage to say in a whisper. All he does is nod, and he slowly approaches me, tucking in his uniform shirt to fluster me. He sits down next to me, and he takes his hand and holds my chin seductively. "Fuck, Wooyoung"
"Yeah, fuck" He then strokes my cheek, staring into my eyes as if I am the only one in the world. I hold his hand and motion for him to sit on my lap, and he does, facing me, our lips hovering over one another. I want nothing more than to clear the sexual tension, than to just taste his lips that look so sweet, but instead I take my hand and touch his hair, running my fingers through it. He closes his eyes and whimpers at the tease as our hard members make contact.
"Wooyoung, I like you, a lot."
"mmm, I like you too, San." He moans causing a shiver to go up my spine. I can't handle the sexual tension anymore, I need to kiss him, I need him to fix my problem down there, but the bell rings, and our lips are left without contact.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck." Wooyoung gets off of me and I quickly grab my stuff and place it in my first hour, boner and all, and head into the chapel. The chapel is large enough for all of the students and faculty, probably the nicest room in the whole building with elegant chandeliers and large windows, and the only room in the whole school with air conditioning. I am alone for about ten minutes before the mass, so I try to shake myself out all of my thoughts and emotions, and attempt to read the long ass opening prayer without having my voice shake. I fail at that so I decide to just breathe until everyone comes in, hoping that by the time everyone is seated I'll have calmed down. Everyone files in slowly and I make quick eye contact with Wooyoung who of course is seated in the front row, eyes sparkling. Once everyone is seated I begin with the prayer, hands on the podium, and eyes focused on the words, not daring to glance at Wooyoung
"Students and faculty, today is a day of the Lord. Turn to..." I finish successfully, and head to my spot in the front. Suddenly my face flushes and I feel pressure on my thigh.
"Fuck." I mutter very quietly as the priest begins his hour long preachy speech about something. This is going to be a very long hour. The priest leaves the front to go talk to the freshman that sit in the very back and I turn to the owner of the hand.
"Woo, not here." I shiver as he licks his lips.
"San I need you right now." His hand moves higher up my thigh, and I can't help but moan quietly, my body begging for contact, for Wooyoung.
"Fuck, yes, let's go." He smiles at me, and we both get up. I strategically decide to grab his wrist, and pretend like he did something wrong and that I needed to escort him out of the chapel. He giggles once we exit and pulls me into the only nice restroom in the whole school and takes me to one of the large stalls, locking it. This bathroom was for student council and faculty only, but it was really out of the way of most classrooms, and you'd probably be late for class if you used it, so it was perfect.
"So pretty, so fucking pretty." He pulls my waist and again our lips hover over one another's. He lets his hands stroke my sides, trying to tease me as much as humanly possible. Then his tongue licks my neck, and I moan loudly, not caring how loud I sound since the mass music drowns out everything.
"Ah, Woo, I need you to fucking kiss me, ahh" His bulge hits mine, and the contact itself makes me whimper.
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