Wooyoung's gaze glowered down the hallway. San was leaned against the wall, flirting with Mia. Her soft looking bronze hair framed her face beautifully, cotton candy lips pulled up into a striking smile.
Wooyoung all but growled in anger.
Why was she flirting with that nobody, and not him?
San caught Wooyoung's eye, smirking cockily before turning back to Mia. Built up confidence wilting rapidly, Wooyoung turned and walked away down the hall to his locker.
A note fell out as soon as he opened it.
Hey cutie, don't feel down.
I like you better anyway.
Wooyoung looked up at Mia, warmth swelling within his chest. It must have been from her.
With a renewed hope in his heart, Wooyoung gathered his books and went to class.
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Flowers and Macarons (Woosan)
Fanfiction"This is only payback for the macarons." He stated as he gave San the flowers, comforting warmth flooding his body as San laughed quietly. "It's beautiful, thank you." Wooyoung felt his face flare with heat, and he looked away from San in hopes it w...
