❝ Love is a gamble, Darling ❞ Narae whispered as she leaned in towards the new boy's ear.
Donghyuck smirked, eyes glistening greed for a split second, ❝ Then I'm all in. ❞
Gambling was like their life and they were ready to go all in just for their...
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"Do you know what's the most primitive emotion people have? It's fear"
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Words flew around quickly and everyone was all eager to meet the fresh new batch of transfers in Ilseong Academy. After the rumor went out that there were representatives from top families it made them more curious than ever.
They wanted to know: were they good? Are they as crazy? Do they have what it takes? Different questions ran along the hallways of the private school. It was nothing new to them if the new transfers happened to be gambling addicts — no matter how good they were said to be, somehow, once you're in Ilseong, your life could either go in two ways; downhill or uphill.
Election was coming up in a few months and everyone was beginning to pull up sundry tricks under their sleeves. Everyone desired to aim for the Presidential spot, at least to lower ranks, to have that position is their chance to break free from the hierarchy that degraded them; ripped away from their freedom and dignity as a human being.
"Hyung! Is it true?" Chenle called out for his senior as he marched towards the two older boys.
"What do you mean, Chenle?" Jeno asked, leaning against the lockers, waiting for Mark to finish grabbing his things. "Hyung, I have no idea why you use your locker- it's not like you study or anything."
Mark shot the younger a glare, "Shut up, Jeno." He then eyed Chenle who stood tall, maintaining a calm sangfroid. "What do you want?"
Chenle scoffed, snapping his fingers in front of the older making him recoil for a bit and let out a hiss. "Wow, bold of you to talk back to me like that— I understand you're a senior, Mark. But let's face it, everyone knows how you got defeated by one of your relatives, what was his name again? Ah, right! Lee Donghyuck."
"Haechan." Both Lee's said in unison, they glanced at each other, petulance unmasked by the fire igniting in their eyes.
"Uhh, right, Donghyuck. Anyway, do know you're still in debt to Seo Narae." Chenle reminded, a smirk tugging up the corner of his lips. Running his fingers through his darkened black hair and bangs looming over his forehead. "Better start packing up or pay up unless you want to become Seo's pet for the whole year- or worst- your whole life!" Chenle cackled, amused by his own joke. Giving the two Lee's one last look before walking off, his hands tucked into the pockets of his black slacks.
Jeno heaved a sigh, shaking his head at the younger boy's sudden change in demeanor. The first time they met him, he was this cute, innocent little bean, but now, it was the exact opposite. He didn't know whether it was the school that changed the boy's behavior or his family. Either way, something in him changed. "Dude, everyone's starting to look down on you."
