𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝. 𝖱𝖤𝖭𝖬𝖨𝖭

five

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"That boy, he's so fucking quiet." Jaemin muttered as he was told to sit beside Renjun in history class, he much rather have to sit someone who would actually talk to him so he wouldn't have to sit through class bored. But that wasn't going to happen. Renjun just never spoke, as he noticed.

He sat down beside him and the other shuffled in his seat. He was looking down but Jaemin had noticed that he was looking up with only his eyes. "Take a picture, it'd last longer." He said, winking in a flirty way that made Renjun get flustered and his face to turn a red colour.

Jaemin chuckled at him, oh how he had an effect on the cutest of people. But all his flirting aside, he actually wanted to hear Renjun talk, it was literally a mystery to most people about what he sounded like. Was his voice deep? High? Soft? Cold? Nobody knew, but Jaemin was for sure going to find out.

"Sorry class, I've got to go, something personal. Take out a book or just talk. Free period i guess." The teacher said, looking stressed for some reason as he packed all his stuff away in his bag and put on his coat. He rushed out of the room and when he was out of view the class started shouting and screaming.

Renjun just sat there because Chenle and Jisung had been helping in the library for two periods so he was by himself. He just did some doodles in his book and somehow he drew Jaemin, he swore he didn't do it, he swore it was his hand. He didn't know why he did it, he couldn't possibly be catching feelings for a cliché fuck boy.

Shoot. He thought to himself, about to crumple his page up and throw it in the bin but someone stopped him. That person had to be Na fucking Jaemin. "What's this renren?" He said, smirking as he looked at what Renjun had drew. Renjun blushed at the name and tried to take it off him but Jaemin just held it up high, so high that he couldn't reach it.

He still didn't say anything which made Jaemin sigh. He thought he had got the boy this time. But apparently he didn't.

"Awie~ did you draw this for me?" He said, folding the paper and putting it in his trouser pocket. Renjun frowned, the drawing was so good and he wanted to keep it. Maybe letting him keep it is better- wait i shouldn't be thinking this ugh.. He thought to himself, just looking back down at his drawing pad again.

He heard Jaemin chuckle and when he looked up he saw him walk away to his friends which Renjun now knew. Well he didn't know them, he just knew their names. Jeno and Donghyuck. He thought they'd be fuck boys too, but surprisingly they weren't.

He knew that going to this school would be hard. Not hard because of the amount of work or homework. No, it was because of him.

Of course him, is Jaemin.

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