Destined

"Where are you going?" he asked, his tone so cold it could drop the room's temperature. He stopped Hongjoong from moving by gripping his wrist, his fingers perfectly wrapping around Hongjoong's slightly smaller one.

"Away from you" Hongjoong barked, glaring at Seonghwa. Rage flared inside him at the sight of his childhood bully now teaching at the same school, with kids like Seonghwa used to torment in high school.

"But I just came. Aren't you going to give me a warm welcome~?" Seonghwa teased, tugging him slightly closer.

"You're not welcome. I'm not giving you a warm welcome," Hongjoong shot back, struggling to free himself.

"I've been working out. I'm not letting you go. Give up."

"I don't want you here."

"You've changed," Seonghwa said, finally releasing Hongjoong's wrist and settling into a chair.

"Just because I fight back?" Hongjoong touched the wrist Seonghwa had gripped. "Just because I won't let you push me around like you used to? You haven't changed, Seonghwa. You're still a-"

"Your true colors are showing," Seonghwa interrupted, yawning..