Utopia University Host Club
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Last published Fri, Jun 27, 2025
"Eighty million won?" Yeosang couldn't believe what he was hearing, words babbling out of his mouth faster than he could think. "I-I promise I'll pay you back! I'll find a way to... I'll figure it out, I swear."
"With what money?" The Wooyoung and Hongjoong asked simultaneously.
"It's not like you can afford a proper uniform," Wooyoung added, looking Yeosang up and down. "That's clearly a hand-me-down. The tailoring is completely off." His tone dripped with distaste, earning himself an elbow in the side from Hongjoong.
"Well..." Seonghwa's voice came in heavy. He was jotting the mishap down in his small, black notebook, not bothering to look Yeosang's way. "What should we do, San-ah?" He asked, turning to the blonde as he pushed his glasses up with his pointer and middle fingers.
San pinched the bridge of his nose as he thought, walking over to his designated seat that could've been mistaken as a throne. "Hmm... you might have heard this saying before, Yeosang." He sat down, running his hands along the velvety arms of the chair, crossing his legs. "When in Rome, do as the Romans do." Looking up at the brunette with a smug smile splayed across his lips. "You will pay with your body."
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"You need to get laid." San froze. The room went quiet for a beat-just the hum of amps cooling down. Then Yunho *whooped*, Jongho choked on his water, and Yeosang's eyebrows shot up. San's face burned. "What the fuck, Hwa?" Seonghwa shrugged, unrepentant. "You've been a monk for, what, six months? Since-" He caught himself, glanced at Yeosang, then barreled on. "Since *forever*. You're wound tighter than Hongjoong's guitar strings." Hongjoong nodded solemnly. "Fact. And I've got just the guy." San groaned, dragging a hand down his face. "No. Absolutely not." "Come on," Hongjoong wheedled. "He's annoying. Cute. Total brat. *Your type*." Yunho clapped San on the back. "Do it. Live a little. Worst case, you get a funny story." Jongho grinned. "Best case, you forget how to frown." San opened his mouth to argue, but the words stuck. Last time he'd hooked up-*fuck*, that had been a disaster. Some model with a laugh like a hyena and a fetish for biting. He'd bailed before the Uber even pulled up. But the band was staring, Seonghwa's eyes soft with concern, Hongjoong's practically sparkling with mischief. "Fine," San muttered. "Whatever. Just... shut up." Woosan story
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