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jisung lowered his head as he entered the noisy classroom. but he can still see the disgusted look given by his classmates. but he doesn't care. when he reached his seat at the very back of the room, he quickly sat down.

he looked up and saw his classmates minding their own businesses, most of them are laughing with their friends and the rest are playing with their phones.

he took his phone out of his pocket and decided to check his twitter. he keep on scrolling and scrolling, but he stopped when he saw a post from someone. he squinted his eyes while looking at the picture.

a picture of a girl with chenle.

they're beside each other and smiling happily while doing the peace sign, but jisung is more focused on the caption.

'i'm so happy cuz i had a chance to take a picture with my crush!! chenle gege is so precious! thank you for taking a picture with me gege!! love you lots!!'


he clenched his fist tightly while glaring at the picture. he doesn't want anyone to touch or even lay a finger on his chenle. chenle is his and his only. no one can have chenle except him. he can't help but feel jealous when the older is with anyone.

he shrugs it off and tries to ignore the picture, he continued to scroll. some minute later, the door opened making everyone look at the person who opened the door.

surprise surprise, it's their p.e. teacher.

"good morning everyone, pack your things and follow me to the field, wear your p.e shirts and jogging pants. see you at the field." he said and walked out of the room after. everyone stood up and packed their things.










"good morning, chenle ge!" a girl greeted chenle. he looked at her, smiling widely, making the girl squeal as she continue to walk away, not forgetting to blow chenle a kiss.

ew. disgusting.

"chenle!" someone yelled his name, so he looked around and saw his teammate holding a ball, "the coach is looking for you, hurry up!". the chinese sighed, "I'll be there in a second." he replied. when he was about to walk, he heard the loud sound of the whistle. he looked at his back and saw a group of teenagers following a teacher holding a clipboard.

they all look normal except this one guy.

he's really tall, he is also handsome, with his pointy nose. his beautiful tan skin. his black hair. his rosy cheek. his plumpy lips, but..his eyes look different. it looks beautiful but... it looks really sad.

chenle can feel it, the poor boy needs help.

he didn't know why but he feels like he wanted to hug the boy and tell him that he is such a great human being, but of course, he can't. he doesn't even know the boy and the reason why he's sad but his face and that sad frown really look pleading. 

he ruffled his hair as he took a deep breath, what's happening to him?

"zhong chenle, I swear to god. hurry up!"






chenle continued to walk silently while earphones are plugged into his ears. it was already six when the classes ended.

he didn't even realize that his playlist are shuffled and a sad song suddenly played, making chenle frown. he can't help but think about that boy earlier. why is he sad? is he okay? does he have friends? it's weird, why does he have time thinking about someone that he doesn't even know.

"nevermind. I don't even know him and he doesn't know who am i." he said as he roll his eyes. he suddenly feels annoyed because of thinking of someone he doesn't even know.

he shrug it off and walked faster, faster and faster, to the point that he was already running. he doesn't even know why he's running. he keeps on running and running until he reached his apartment. he dropped his hands on his knees while catching his breath. "that was so tiring." he whispered to himself. once chenle entered his apartment, a cute little dog with fluffy white fur welcomed him with soft bark.

"oh, hi daegal. you missed me?" he giggled while the dog wiggled her tail, barking for the 2nd time. chenle carried the dog and walked to the living room. storytime; he adopted daegal when she was a newborn, he really wanted a pet back then so he decided to go to a pet shelter and adopt her.

he set the dog down while he sat on the couch, checking his phone, and oh.

there's a message from his mother.

chenle rolled his eyes, he already knows that it was about work and he doesn't care about it so he didn't check it. he stood up and walked to the kitchen, maybe he'll just cook.



jisung sat down on his bed, leaning on the headboard. he's bored, and it's too quiet inside his house. you can only hear the water dripping from the faucet and the sound of the fan. the street is very quiet because he lives in a hidden area, not really hidden, there are only a few people living in that area, that's why. and people are scared to go to this street because it's dangerous, very dangerous.

he took his phone inside his pocket and checked his instagram, stalking his crush is not a bad thing right? so he goes to chenle's account, checking every photo. but something caught his eyes.

a black and white-colored photo of chenle taking a mirror selfie, sitting on a chair, wearing an unbuttoned dress shirt, with a loose necktie hanging on his neck, and the worst is, he's manspreading beautifully. damn.

"what the fuck is this?" jisung mumbled, he can feel his cheeks being hot. "god, why are you doing this to me chenle?" he buried his face on the pillow beside him, squealing like a high school girl.

jisung looked at the picture once again.

he's so hot, he looks so dominant and submissive at the same time, or let me say... a dominant bott–

"no jisung, no!" he scolded himself, "that's bad! you're getting out of the line." he tapped his cheeks.

I wonder what he smells like, he probably smells like a baby powder yet strong manly smell at the same time–

"no, stop it!"

he looked at the ceiling, "chenle I really like you. seriously, when will you notice me?" he said to himself.

but he didn't know that the older already noticed him.

jisung starts to feel some liquid coming from his nose, the confused boy touched his nose and looked at his fingers.

"damn it! my nose is bleeding again!"




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