Perfect || JaeYong

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Perfect
(Adj)
- being complete of it's kind and without defect or blemish

As the school bell rings for the 3rd time this afternoon, their Math professor calls for a class dismiss. The students quickly arranged their things and got out of the classroom as fast as they can, avoiding any unnecessary conversations with each other.

But behind all of this is Lee Taeyong, a Korean student who's always in the middle of the crowd, not meddling with other people's business. Not that type of cliche nerd boy that has a secret. He has a circle of friends and is one of the candidates for summa cum laude this year.

"Taeyong!" One of his friend; Johnny, screamed at him. He quickly packed his notebooks in his bag and zoomed out of the room where his friends are waiting for him.

"What's the hot potato?" Taeyong asked eyeing each of one of them.

"You know Mark? The best party holder in this university?" One his friend answered in a questioning manner.

"Mark? If Lee Minhyung, then yes. I know him." Taeyong answered. Mark Lee is actually his friend also Johnny's friend but they keep it private because of Mark's background.

"Well, there is a party his holding in their house later, 8pm. Everyone is invited." An answer he got from Johnny.

"Just send me the address. I'll do my best to come. I'll be excusing myself, I need to go." And by that, he walked his way out of the sight of his friends.

He went straight to the building next to the one where his class is. He walked up the stairs and found himself at the third floor of the building in front of a classroom.

12 Class 1-A

He entered the room greeting the professor who is currently checking attendance. He sat at the vacant seat on the back of the class and brought out his notebook.

"You need to submit to me tomorrow your drawings. 4 pm sharp. I will not accept any late passers." Their professor firmly said and continued discussing something related to her subject - Science.

The time quickly passes by, the bell again rang making their professor sigh and call for a dismiss.

"Nakamoto Yuta and Lee Taeyong please remain for a minute." Their professor said making his classmate teasingly cooed at them. Taeyong just rolled his eyes from annoyance as he stood up making his way in front.

"Why Miss Dong?" Yuta asked, he too, making his walk in front where their professor is sitting.

"As the top students of my class, I chose the both of you to compete in the quiz bee our school is holding this coming month. I want the two of you to cooperate and review with each other. Come to my office tomorrow to get your topics." Their professor stated. She then walks put of the room leaving the two boys alone.

"I didn't signed up for this." Taeyong said as he slammed his hands in the table.

"Neither did I." Yuta said rolling his eyes as he walks out of the room.

'maybe he's in a bad mood' Taeyong thought.

"Wait!" Taeyong said as he tried to catch up on Yuta, but when he got out of the room, he saw no one. Instead he saw a student he has never seen before.

"Uhm, excuse me. Do you know where the Faculty Room is? I'm being summoned by the principal and since I just transfered here yesterday, I am not familiar with the place." A guy said approaching him.

"Jung Jaehyun by the way." The boy offered his right hand to Taeyong as he gladly accepted it. "I am a transferee student, third year, that is why. And you can call me Jaehyun."

"Cute. My name is Le-"

"Lee Taeyong, I can see your name plate." The boy cut of Taeyong's sentence by saying his name.

"I am also going there. Let's go now." Taeyong said as he started walking making the younger boy follow him.