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"LIU YANGYANG!" The teacher screamed across the hall. "What do you think you're doing!?"

The boy dropped the other live animal, "shit," then ran off as fast as he could.

"SOMEBODY HELP ME CATCH HIM!" The older, overweight teacher yelled as he chased the delinquent. The teacher, Mr. Shin, was obviously out of breath, yelling at the student who cheered on the younger boy in his escape.

Yangyang had ran down both flights of stairs to the cafeteria where students sat as the studied. His friend group was sitting down there, talking about stuff when their friend rushed in with not one—but THREE teachers following behind him.

"I did it!" Yangyang yelled out to his friends. After hearing their cheers, he continued through the public—emergency—exit.

The alarms sounded, causing the boy to stop dead in his tracks. He turned on his heel to face the teachers. They all puffed out large breaths of air, while one went to signal the alarm off.

Caught.

"Liu Yangyang," Mr. Shin caught up, breathing heavily while leaning against a table. "Stay— right— there," he pointed at the boy.

"Dammit, I was so close," Yangyang said to himself quietly.

"Hey Yangyang! You failed bro," a pink haired boy shouted across the large room. The teachers all turned to the loud student and shushed him, meanwhile Yangyang threw up the derogatory finger his way.

When Mr. Shin had regained his breath, and all of the student were back to their homework, he said, "Alright boy, come with me. The principal is expecting you at the moment."

"Dang, I'm that popular," he said in an extremely sarcastic tone. Mr. Shin sneered before grabbing the arm of the boy and dragging him to the office.

As they walked the halls, students clapped and complimented Yangyang and his doings. Yangyang bowed his best while still detained, murmuring "thank you"s and "I love you all"s and "I did this for you"s to the crowd.

"Quiet! This is not something you should praise!" Mr. Shin yelled at the students around who clearly ignored the old man.

With more distaste surrounding him, Mr. Shin shoved the poor boy into the room. The principal looked unamused at Yangyang.

"Liu Yangyang, do you know what you did wrong that brought you here?" The principal asked like he didn't even know himself.

Yangyang fidgeted in his chair, "I gave a few animals a new home, sir. I don't really see what I've done wrong."

"Yes, I see," the principal opened the binder in front of him. "It is written here that you released a total of twelve live animals across the school: two turtles, five rabbits, three birds, a kitten, and a chicken. Is that correct? Those are the animals you've given homes to here at the public school, right?"

"But I didn't leave a kitten around," Yangyang looked confused, "and did you guys not find the six frogs?" The principal raised his eyebrows. "No, no, okay, never mind those then."

"Liu Yangyang, do you think this is a joke?" The accused boy shook his head no in reply. "Who else was a part of your plan to make the school into a zoo?"

"No one, sir. It was just me," Yangyang told him. It was just him. He thought it would be the funniest thing to pull a prank all by himself.

"Alright." He flipped through more pages, "your parents have been contacted, but it seems they can't make it."

"Yes sir. They're in Germany at the moment. It's for my dads work," the boy stated. His family was always away, either way, they wouldn't care if he got in trouble.

"Oh I see. Well," the principal closed the binder and folded his hands above, "I could give you detentions for the rest of the year, but that's more than four months."

Yangyang sat up in his seat more, "So what punishment will I be getting?"

"You, Mr. Liu, will have to join the drama club," the adult said back, unfazed. "They are always wanting new people, and I think you'd do amazing."

"You're kidding right?" His jaw dropped to the floor. Drama was for losers or golden kids. He only had one friend, Chenle, who was in drama.

"Nope, I will tell Mr. Jung that he can expect you after school. Thank you, Yangyang, that is all," he spoke before shooing the student outside.

"Well shit."

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