" Oh shit. " Sanghyuk mutters  as we walk side by side.
"What is it?" I ask. Sanghyuk pauses for a moment before answering :" what am I gonna do about Sungjae?"

Yah, this kid! I just confessed to him, yet right now he's thinking about that less good looking version of N? (A/N Sorry Sungjae, you're really handsome and I love your voice, but I like Hongbin more AHHAHAAH)

I sigh and put on hand on his shoulder awkwardly. " Don't worry, if he were really your friend , he would let you go. " I try to convince him. More like I'm trying to convince myself.
He suddenly turns to me. " Yah, you don't have to be so awkward. " I stare at him innocently.
"What do you mean?"
Hyuk rolls his eyes playfully and throws himself onto me, burying his face into my neck and wrapping his arms around my waist, almost throwing me off balance.
" When you comfort your Boyfriend, " he said, clearly emphasizing the last word, " you hug him. Don't just put a hand on his shoulder, pabo."
I smile. This is the sassy Hyuk i had come to like.

" You don't call your boyfriend pabo, pabo. " I say matter-of-factly.
" Tsk." Hyuk clicks his toungue before storming ahead of me with a smirk plastered on his face.

"Pabo."

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I walk Hyuk to his class, waving him off. I then make my way to my class.
Unfortunately for me, the next class is History, and guess who just so happens to sit right next to me.

Yook Sungjae.

I drag my feet to class, not really in the mood to face the imp. I see Sungjae sitting down, hands balled into fists, his eyes fixated on the seat in front of him.  I take my seat beside him. Hyuk chose me, not him. There's nothing to feel guilty of.

Yet, why do I feel like i stole something from him?

Throughout the lesson, the tension between us is so thick , you couldn't cut it with a knife. You'd need something much sharper.
But he didnt say anything, so I avoided eye contact at all costs.

Finally, lesson ended, and so did  school. Sungjae immediately stood up, his chair screechibg against the tile floo, storming past me and out of class. Well, someone's pissed. I breathe out, packing my bag and slinging it over my shoulder in one move.  Walking out of class, i realise that my teacher had released us about 5 minutes earlier. Hyuk wont be ready yet, so
I decided to go to my locker first.

I opened my locker and started to stuff my shit in there. Damn, the lockers they give are so freaking small!
" Hongbin? "
I hear my name being called. I whip around, its Mr Han.

"Oh! Mr Han.." I said, my voice dying down when i realise what he might say. I give a quick bow out of courtesy nonetheless.

" Yes, yes... About what I saw this afternoon..."

My breathe hitches. " Shit, he saw ? " I mutter under my breath.

" Hongbin! " This time a different voice calls me. Its Hyuk and he apprears by my side.

" Appa? What's going on?" He says, looking back and forth between dad, i mean Mr Han and i.

Mr. Han stops mid sentence. " Ah.... Nevermind. Just go home first. Ill come home late today. " He says while patting my shoulder and  brushing past Sanghyuk and me.

" You always do." Hyuk says once Mr. Han leaves.

After a short awkward silence, i break it. " Welp, lets head home." I say smiling, grabbing his soft hand in mine.  He smiles back before we walk home.
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Cheesy ending hehehe.

I also realise writing helps me cope with the things tht are going on rn :) maybe more updates then! Hehehehhehheheheheh sorry

Happy reading!
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