letters to lee donghyuck | markhyuck

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forgive me father for i have sinned and accidentally made this shit 6k words 💰

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"I was thinking that we could also do some segments on the clubs at school, do like one club a week or so." Mark started his pitch.

"I went to the engineering room and they had the most amazing projects that are never put in the spotlight at school since we all collectively live in the shadow of the sports teams." Mark said, taking Renjun's words.

"I got the photography club to lend us a camera so we can add pictures to the segment and I've already started an interview with one of the members." Mark finished.

Namjoon clapped, "I knew you had those genius ideas brewing in you and you make an excellent point about the school being biased towards only the sports programs, maybe we can write an exposé on that."

"Anyway guys, if you want anything else included in the paper, today after school is the last time you can get it to us. The paper will be out Monday, thank you all for participating. Meeting adjourned." Yoongi called. Mark smiled, placing his laptop in his backpack. It was a small first step but he was grateful he could contribute to the group.

Mark walked to the cafeteria for the rest of lunch, sitting in the usual booth that Jeno and Renjun saved everyday.

"How'd the pitch go." Renjun asked excitedly as Mark sat down. Renjun was eating one of his homemade tofu garden salads, usually he went with some form of pasta which according to Renjun was the only affordable thing a vegan could obtain now a days apart from the obvious god send of rice.

"It went great actually. Namjoon even talked about writing an exposé on the favoritism towards sports programs." Mark smiled taking his lunch out, 

Renjun gasped, "Get me interviewed for that."

"Right." Mark took his laptop out and finished typing out the article.

"Also I emailed you my work, could you print it out for me after school?" Renjun asked.

"Yup, the more we have the better."

Jeno squinted, "What is it on?"

"You will have to wait to read my genius like the rest of the school." Jeno scoffed.

"No one wants to read about the entities in your closet Renjun." Renjun smacked Jeno on the head, throwing Jeno in to a fit of coughs.

"Mark you need to help us out with something." Renjun took out a notebook with what looked to be a scoreboard for something with at least a hundred tallies on each side.

"I'm winning by 3." Jeno smirked, Renjun rolled his eyes.

"Not for long. You know the rule, 'whoever wins by 10 tallies is true mortal kombat master and loser owes winner a sushi buffet."

"What do you need from me then?" Mark asked, looking at the tallies.

"We need your opinion on who fights with the better character." Renjun turned the page with a list of pros.

"I'm for Raiden, Jeno's for subzero." Jeno nodded, taking a bite of his pb&j.

"Raiden is for noobs who like distance fighting."