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Wooyoung was ready to clock out of his job and get ready to go back to his house; he loves living off campus in his own apartment. he still had so much of the assignment to do but all he really wanted to do was just eat some cereal and go to bed. he got inside of his car and drove off to home.
as he was listening to his music, he heard the 'ping' of his instagram notification go off but of course, safe driving comes first.
"i'll check it when i get home," he said to himself. he went back to jamming but he got another notification in less than a minute from the same app. now he was just impatient.
he arrived at a stoplight, thankfully it was a red, and just took a glance at the notification:
'santhekidd requested to follow you'
a car horn beeped right behind wooyoung indicating that the light is green now. he set his phone down and began to drive off, still figuring out who the hell this person was.
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"hommmeee!!" wooyoung screamed as he threw his shit on the ground and jumped on his bed. "i deserve a fucking drink but to my sadness, there is none," he whined to himself.
he got up and took a quick shower, screaming lyrics like he was having his own solo concert. he got out and went into the kitchen to fix himself a bowl a cereal.
"okay, now let's see who this santhekidd is," he said, sitting on his bed and the bowl of cereal in his lap.
he opened up the app and clicked on the profile and his eyes widened. it was the hot ass biker at the shop earlier.
"wow, he's hot," wooyoung said, taking another spoonful of honey nut cheerios in his mouth. he saw his most recent photo which was taken today outside of wooyoung's coffee shop. he was squatting, looking the other way and his black hair, with a white patch, covering his eyes. he scrolled a little further and saw his different hair colors and choices.
"he had red streaks!!" wooyoung choked. he looked at the amount of followers the biker had and it was a ridiculous amount. "okay so he's popular. i literally only have 400 followers, what does he want from me? and i'm private! how did he find me?"
wooyoung also realized that he got a message notification as well. he opened his direct messages and saw the same user.
'see you tomorrow ;)'
"...tomorrow?"
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"look at this, you know him?"
the next day wooyoung went to class and spotted his friend yeosang. he sat right beside him and told him how this really hot guy found his instagram last night.
"wooyoung! that's san! one of the members of the biker gang on our campus. how could you not know?" yeosang asked.
"i guess i don't pay attention??"
the professor came in and started to get the class ready. halfway through the class, the door opened and another student came in.
"h..he's in our class?" wooyoung whispered to yeosang.
"seriously dude, do you not pay attention?" yeosang said chuckling.
san looked around the room to find an empty seat. the professor didn't even question him because she knew exactly how san was. girls and guys in the class started losing their shit once they saw san.
as he scanned the room, he saw an open seat next to wooyoung and smirked. as he sat down and looked at wooyoung, making eye contact with the pretty boy, he winked at him. "told you i would see you."
