two bros chilling in a classroom, five feet apart, 'cause they're very gay :)
there's an intense love square.
maybe a love pentagon.
maybe a bigger love shape.
- TERRIBLY WRITTEN
- CRINGE WARNING
- chaos to angst ff
- grammar mistakes
- a very holy...
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"one week... clown?" i relay the message to jay. well, the possibilities that some loser texted the wrong person is most likely what happened, but after freaking out over sunghoon, jay, and my mom, i genuinely believe my mom paid someone to kidnap sunghoon and tell me i have one week before sunghoon dies, or i cut ties with him.
more chlorine bleach for me, i guess.
"that's a nice view of gangnam."
"you're kidding me."
"chill, everything will be alright, there's a chance that sunghoon overslept. let's just enjoy the rest of the day, yeah? suffer as the teachers speak homo sapien to us." jay assures. as if jay was a magician, he pointed at the door and one of our teachers came in, signalling the beginning of our first class of the day. how fun.
i wasn't interested in any of the classes, except for the egg class. for some reason, i always get hyped up as soon as i enter the college grounds. i guess maybe i haven't felt the sensation of friendly affection in a while...
"jake hyung!" i notice jungwon waving at me from a distance and ruffling his hair as soon as i'm in arm-reach of his beautiful floof. "hyung, where's sunghoon hyung?" jungwon asks.
my temporary happiness flew out of my body right when i hear sunghoon's name. "you haven't seen him today either?" i return a question. he shakes his head. jay and i exchange glances. "sunghoon couldn't be sleeping right now, jay."
"or... he's probably pigging on some snacks."
"let's find euijoo and nicholas and the four of us can share that entire braincell." i whack jay. "let's go inside, jungwon." i pull the youngest of our trio inside our class where everyone was already present, except for sunghoon.
it's really starting to bother me, should i just ditch my fellow eggies and head to sunghoon's apartment that's across from mine, or do i wait for another hour? "alright, my dear eggies, you all should have started the filming project a long time ago. use this day to work on it." mr. bang instructs. he plops down on his desk while we all sit down on the floor in a circle.
"jake, i need to tell you something. that movie we're working on..."
"does it look like i care? i have better things to take care of as of right now. better things, meaning, park sunghoon, a boy missing in action. m.i.a."
"woah, don't growl at me, baby retriever."
"shut up, sausage dog."
"say one more thing and it's off with your head."
"yes, off with your head if you actually don't shut up." jay doesn't say anything afterwards. then, i realize how quiet the room had gotten. i twist my head to look at my friends.
