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"aish fuck, i don't understand it."

tony slammed his pencil down
on the table and sighed, his head
in his hands, frustrated.

heejun chuckled, nudging him on
the shoulder slightly,
"ayy come on now, it's not that
hard, it's just basic math."

"basic my ass, when the fuck are
we gonna use quadratic formulae
in life..?!"
he sighed again and leant back in
his seat, a pissed off look on his
face.

"psst, hyung,"
kangta turned back to look at
the two, quickly checking the teacher's position,
"how do i do this, i don't get it."

"sEE IM NOT THE ONLY ON —"

"KEEP YOUR FUCKING VOICE DOWN
OR WE'LL BE CAUGHT DUMBASS..!"
heejun smacked tony round the head
with the textbook, a slightly satisfied smile on his face.

"the hell was that for..?!"
he groaned, side eyeing heejun.

"tony sHUt uP..!"
kangta whisper yelled, making a
face in annoyance.

"don't you tell me what to do
or i'll tell jaewon you like him..!"

"you littLE —"

kangta stood up abruptly, raising his fist, his chair squeaking loud enough for the whole class to hear,
"ah fuck."

—

"your head is literally bleeding —"
heejun pointed out, as kangta
waddled out of the teacher's office, rubbing his temple.

"he hit me harder than i thought..."
he pouted, his head and body starting to ache slightly.

"what did you expect,"
tony sighed, putting his arm round
kangta as they walked away from the
office, "i swear he buys hard books just to hit students with."

kangta stayed quiet, a little embarrassed that he'd learnt his lesson.

"oh, it's jaewon and woohyuk!"
heejun lit up abruptly, gestering at the two to come over.

"e-eh?"
kangta stuttered, taken aback.

"wOOHYUK! JAEWON!"
heejun practically bellowed,
waving his arms frantically like a
bird having a stroke until they
finally noticed.

"aH, tony, do i look okay?"
kangta suddenly panicked,
fidgeting with his hair.

"are you a girl in love or sumn
tf —"

"dO I LOOK OKAY?!"

"YES YOU LOOK FINE JESUS."

kangta quickly forced a smile
as jaewon approached,
"jaewon, hey!"

tony burst out laughing.

"mm, hey."
jaewon replied flatly.

"damn, looks like you're gonna
have a hard time with this one eh —
oUCH!"

kangta elbowed tony in the stomach, still smiling brightly for jaewon.

heejun and woohyuk were in their
own world, talking about the latest
episode of one piece and how luffy
was so 'inspirational'.

"hit me again, and istg i'll kill you,"
tony suddenly snapped, glaring at
kangta.

of course, this only provoked
kangta more,

"okay."
he said, and lightly punched tony.

and somehow, within literally a few seconds, jaewon was on the floor crying with a bloody nose, kangta was frantically panicking over jaewon crying, also with a bloody nose, and tony was leaning against a tree, questioning his entire life.

"THE FUCK DID YOU HIT JAEWON FOR?!"

"I DIDN'T FUCKING HIT JAEWON IT JUST SO HAPPENED TO BE THAT WHEN I WENT TO HIT YOU JAEWON'S TALL ASS WAS STANDING BEHIND ME AND SO I ACCIDENTALLY ELBOWED HIM IM THE FACE."

"HOW THE FUCK AM MEANT TO BELIEVE THAT."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP."
heejun yelled in falsetto, very loudly, like literally their ears were ringing
afterwards. and everyone was now looking at the mess they created. fuck.

"i sWEAR TO GOD WHY ARE YOU ALL SO CHAOTIC," he huffed, ruffling his hair in frustration, "rIGht, here's what were gonna dO."

everyone was listening.

"wOOhyuk, go get some tissues and band aids from the infirmary, tony keep your mouth sHUt until i say you can open it again."

"but —"

"aKSJSJS. NO."

tony pouted.

"kANGTa, help your boyfriend off
the floor and clean him up when woohyuk gets back."

kangta eyed heejun as he pulled
jaewon up from the floor, "he's not my boyfriend."

"not yet," heejun winked playfully.

[ not finished but posting
it cause why not ]