When The Cold Wind Blows

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Who's excited for the arts battle?

Chapter 3 - "When You Call My Name"

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"You didn't have to drag V into this. You know K might be uncomfor-" Seri couldn't complete her sentence when K interrupted, "No. It's okay. I don't let anything affect me anymore," she plastered a smile. 

"Are you sure though? We can still kick him out," Ace looked at her in concern as she only seemed to give a weak shake of her head. She was okay.

"Okay!" EN clapped her hands to bring the light atmosphere back, "What are we gonna do in the arts class?"

"I have an idea,"Jihyo cheered, leaning in. "No please. Your ideas are gross!" EN took a spoonful of her rice when she saw Jihyo pout and lean back on her seat. She got upset. 

"Spill it Jihyo. Quick baby." Somin looked at her and as if on cue, Jihyo leaned back towards the table, smiling wide. "So, I think we should each pick a guy to compete with."

"Shoot. I'll have Rock guy." Ace declared. "Shut up, idiot. We'll pick chits to choose our partners but remember, this is the battlefield so you have to keep your heart out of it!"

"But there are seven guys if we include V, and we are six!" Seri voiced out. 

"It's not a problem. The left one can join any one team who wants to take him." Somin said. 

"That's cool. So done? We're gonna paint or sketch?" K questioned, her eyes fixed on her food. 

"Whoever wants to challenge whatever," Jihyo shrugged as the bell rang. "I didn't even finish my food!" EN whined, shutting her eyes in disappointment. 

"Get up all of you. We have geography class," Ace said, clearly being the only one who could bear the shitty subject.

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The boys had changed to their regular clothes as school ended at 1. They went home and tried learning a bit of arts within a couple hours which was impossible.

They were in front of the closed class that read "A R T S" in big bold letters. None had the courage to knock on the door or push it open until V came running. 

"Idiots! It's 5:00. They punish for being late!" He said in between breaths and as unexpected as you call it, Eunwoo pushed open the door making twelve head shoot up his way, six from inside the class and six from outside. 

He gave an awkward laugh before making way for the other guys to enter. 

"You don't know how to knock?" EN asked, her head still hung down as she wrote something on a paper. 

"But you didn't knock before entering my heart either."

Her grip on the pen loosened as the paper she had her other hand on, slipped away.

"What?"

"What"

"Excuse me?"

Awkward silence.  

He knelt down to pick up the paper and kept it on the table beside her.