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。☆✼★━━━━━━━━━━━━★✼☆。

They decided the greatest time to schedule their study group on a day they all didn't have to worry about class. Opting for when they had morning classes to study after, that way they didn't have to worry about sleep since they would all have afternoon classes the next day.

I mean everything was fine. Felix made sure to stock up on snacks and such and got as much notes as he could from each of his classes. There wasn't a lot of classes, just the notes that piled up. How the professors expected them to remember everything they learned in the beginning of the semester to now was impossible.

Sure, Felix could remember the dates of the outfits Changbin had worn (again he swears he's not a stalker). Or movie anniversaries and other weird holidays. But not about the dinner he had ate a week ago. Not even when was the last time he wore a certain shirt; it didn't really matter to him to remember all that much.

Well, until now.

Astrology class was boring, Changbin had decided to sit behind Felix today. Out of his view. Sadly, he was the highlight of class. Finishing his assignments early and having to do nothing was boring, so seeing a pretty boy in front of him really helped. Though class had thankfully ended early and Felix only had a small lunch break before dance class. Which was when the rest of their dorky gang met up.

Felix and his group didn't have to do much, just to do a rundown of their new choreography the teacher had introduced them fairly recently. And they were home free. Like chickens.

For some reason he didn't feel as awkward and shy like he normally would. Maybe because Changbin wasn't here, he didn't expect him to join their study group. Knowing about his straight A's back in school he didn't even think that Changbin was even struggling in anything to need to study.

He saw him in class and slightly in the cafeteria but it seemed he was avoiding the group. So, definitely he wasn't going. Which was good. Felix didn't have to worry about tidying up too much or dressing to impress.

But once dance was over, they all decided to get comfy and get cleaned up before an all-nighter began. Like a stimpak before a battle, making sure they were all good to go before they dedicated hours to studying and dying. Or a Riot Shotgun (with magnum rounds) to a Deathclaw, they were going to kill these exams. Or at least try to. There would most definitely be a death.

'I hope not' Felix muttered to himself.

Funerals were expensive.

He got washed up from his sweaty and intense dance class. Slipping on whatever was comfortable. A simple old green graphic tee, now thin from over use but it was soft. Still comfy and wearable for something like a study group. Slipping on sweatpants he called it a day before hopping onto his bed.

Thinking about it he wondered how Changbin liked to relax. What did he find comfy? He only ever saw him at his best, all dressed up and jewelry in perfect shape and order. Even his shoes were never scuffed up or dirty in anyway.

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