Not a Romantic | VKOOK

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CHAPTER ONE
That Damn Janitors Closet

"So, have you wanked off before?"

Ah yes, welcome to East High, school of nothing particularly special. The most you get is kids like this who ask loads of irrelevant questions that could easily been kept to themselves. This place wasn't known for anything but the outrageous number of students who don't graduate. Clearly there was something wrong with this place.

Of course it didn't phase Kim Taehyung, your average non athletic, non involved, and surprisingly not so much bright but manages to get high grades student, who has been at this place since he was of course a freshman.

Though he has been here forever, and indeed is used to all kinds of bullshit that goes on in this place, he is in fact exhausted with it all, and cannot wait to get the hell out of here. It's his last year, and his plans on being able to magically get accepted into some big university, was the main thing on his roster.

That was if he can make it without getting pissed off and expelled dude to fighting a kid who asks dumb questions like Hoseok!

"Excuse me?"  The bitten apple that was held in Taehyung's hand, was aggressively set down due to how much he almost choked on it when Hoseok opened his mouth to speak. How can something that random come out of someone's mouth, especially when they weren't even SPEAKING about the topic of wanking off in the first place.

"Have you wanked off before?" Hoseok only asked again, going in for a quick scoop of chocolate pudding the lunch ladies had just offered out not too long ago. "Like, you know..." Setting his spoon down, Seok did a swift suggestive jerk hand motion which was enough for the other two to groan in complete embarrassment.

Pressing his lips together, partially dumbfounded, Jimin cleared his throat to speak. "I'm sure Taehyung rather keep that information confidential, don't you think?"

Taehyung's lips pressed together in a thin line, nodding.

"Yeah, but I'm genuinely curious." Hoseok rested his head the palm of his hand; eyes gazing Taehyung's way. "You're asexual, so do you wank off?"

Seriously did Hoseok have to know this stuff? Better yet, do you wank off?

"I—" Taehyung opened his mouth only to close it again. He was super close to dragging Hoseok to the nearest closet to lock him inside. He didn't know how he was going to get the key to do so, but he was definitely going to find a way.

"Hoseok, asexual people are not robots." Taehyung began. He genuinely let out the longest sigh of his life. "Just because I don't have immediate sexual attraction toward others, does not mean I don't wank off."

Pointing his big ol' index finger right in front of Taehyung's bothered features, seok let out a short and quick gasp. "So basically— you do masturbate?" This was something he was dying to know for no reason at all. He was just curious, really.

"I'm not going to tell you whether I masturbate or not, you sicko!"

At this point, Jimin really couldn't hold in much of his laughter. He let out a few forceful chuckles that he just couldn't hold in.

Taehyung became flustered. "Where is this even coming from?"

Hoseok paused, then shrugged everything off. "Honestly, asexuality amazes me. I wanted to know more about it."

Yeah, well get your info from google not me. Taehyung only thought.

"Asking if I wank off will give you more information about asexuality?" Taehyung questioned, eyes piercing a squint in Hoseok's direction.