𝒐𝒐𝒐. "I didn't write this to forget who I am as a person nor did I write it for money out of desperation. I wrote this because I know, one day, someone will find this story in the corner of a library, squeezed between forgotten stories with a dus...
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"Yeosangie," San wraps an arm around the brunette's shoulder, catching him in the crowded hallway with a few books in his hands. "What are you doing after school?"
"I have work, Sannie," Yeosang frowns, lightly shrugging San's arm off of his shoulder with a soft smile. "If you want to hang out, we can during the weekends. You need to study this week, please."
"Studying is boring! I haven't slept with anyone in over two days!" San frowns, following behind Yeosang like a lost puppy as the brunette opens the door to the stairwell, the crowd gradually clearing up in the halls. "The least we can do is hang out, just for a little while!"
Yeosang's smile widened, giggling a little as they waited up the stairs to the library. "I'll think about it, Sannie."
"Think about it hard!" San exclaims from the bottom of the staircase, the brunette waving him off as he continued upstairs until he disappeared. San huffed in his spot, arms crossed over his chest. "I mean it, Yeosang."
* 3:15 PM.
"Did you think about it?" Yeosang jumped from the sudden voice by his ear, turning to face the person and met eyes with San, the blonde goofily smirking at him. "Hm? Did ya'?"
"San," Yeosang clasped the younger's cheeks together and playfully glared at him. "Not today. We can hang out on the weekend as I said in the stairwell. How does that sound?"
The blonde frowns, his lips forming into a deformed pout. "But, I wanna hang out today."
"San," Yeosang said in a warning tone, giving him a scolding look. "I can't today."
"Fine!" The blonde groans, marching away to leave the library to look for Wooyoung. Maybe he can help him keep his mind off of studying.
"Hey, San, wassup?" Wooyoung tilted his head at the blonde, San clinging onto his arm like a koala. "What is it?"
"I want you," San pokes his bottom lip out. The younger male chuckles making San frown. "Why are you laughing?"
"Because you forgot today we have to study together." San's face fell from Wooyoung's words. He hates studying, he doesn't want to study! All he wants to do is get laid and party and sleep around with more people... The entire week, Yeosang shooed San away so he could study and San was forced to sit on his butt for hours with Wooyoung, the two rereading the same textbook five times and answering the same questions until the weekend finally arrived.
