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*seungkwan*














after what happened to the college of business administration's restroom, wonwoo hyung had told me that dont i ever dare to tell those to anyone. he wanted me to keep those a secret, plus it was all about between him and that mingyu.















so as a friend, i promise him that ill be keeping my mouth shut and his secrets safe with me and i even swear to him that ill forget what ive witnessedㅡwhich was nothing at all. tsk.















after that, i went straight to my first subject and as expected, our profs are nowhere to be found, still. she was late, as always. i sat beside chan who're my seatmates. i dont know how he became my seatmates, but he told me that he trust nothing but me in this room. i appreaciate that.














"kwan?"















i hummed in response and i jerked my head to him. he was writing something on the piece of paper using the pencil so i barely see what was written on that.















"few more weeks, dont be sad." i arched him a brow not getting what he wanted to point out. im not fond of guessing what are those, if you wanted to tell me something, make sure that its straight to the point. "im planning to shift my major next school year." he said pursing his lips.















the side of my lips rose up in surprise, i never knew he would shift a major. he loves this major since it was over all. he can dance, sing and act here. but why?














"why?"














he shrugged his shoulders. "broadcasting or choreographing. . i dont know."














"but you'll graduate late. i mean, irregular? plus you can do all of those here in our major, didnt we?"















he looked at me with sad eyes. "i know, but things happened so i need to shift my major." then he looked down to write something on his paper.















i heave a sighed. "its fine, but never stop dreaming. never stop achieving your dreams. it may delay in some reasons, but always find a way to continue."














he jerked his head to me and he smiled genuinely. "stop making me cry, ill be missing you as my seatmate." he even wipe his quixotic tears.














we both exchange laughs before we jerked our heads in front since the prof already came. we greeted her as if she didnt made us wait for about half of an hour now. she just discussed another lesson to us, it wasnt that hard so i easily got what was she wanted to point out. she even ran some quizzes after her discussion, chan and i exchange answers silently and secretly. those are subpar reasons why we loved being seatmates.














after the two hours discussion, the next prof came already, but unlike the first one, ms. lim just reminded us about our compose song which is the spring final. she also informed us that we'll be performing with the crowd and its fine if other college will watch. i was thinking if i should invite hansol to see me sing. well. . i was still thinking though.















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