───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── 'I want you to teach me some chemistry. There's this topic I'm really confused about.'
That was Chan's excuse. And of course, being the sweetheart he is, Minho was down to help. They agreed to use fourth period since Mr. Jaehyun was not present. With painfully slow steps, he walked alongside Minho to their lockers.
Chan smirked. The hallways were crowded, but he noticed a certain boy make his way through from the opposite end. Han Jisung, there you are. He was all by himself.
Perfect.
In his hands, the brunette had the same book he was always seen with; The Fault in our Stars.
Chan directed his gaze to the floor. As they approached the locker, they had to pass by the two friends. Chan's smirk grew into a grin before he forcefully wiped it off his face. Pretending like he had hadn't seen the brunette, Chan crashed his shoulder against Jisung. The impact caused the delicate boy to be shoved to the floor as he lost his grip on the book.
"Oh!" Chan exclaimed innocently, "I'm sorry!"
Due to his volume, silence fell upon the hallway. Minho was quick to offer his hand to Jisung, but he didn't accept it. Instead, he was scurrying to pick his book off the ground. Along with a few scattered notes. Notes that looked very familiar to Minho.
His notes.
Jisung froze. So did Minho, his hand still outstretched. A wicked smirk played on Chan's lips. He loved the attention they received. The silence broke into little whispers and gasps and gossips.
"So you really were Minho's admirer." He chuckled. ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────
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