The two boys strolled around the corridors, stuffing their mouths with the huge bag of chips Changbin had sneaked in, and two chocolate milk cartons.

They were a bit far from reaching their class, it starts in about 4 minutes or so. But being the rebels that they are, delayed attendance was a common thing to do. Well, at least to Minho it was.

"Shit, class starts in two minutes," Changbin stressed, sipping on his chocolate milk twice as fast as he had before checking the time. "Finish up or we'll be late!"

"I wanna be late," Minho purposefully started walking at a slower pace, clearly trying to piss the other off.

Changbin huffed out a long, exaggerated sigh.

"You know what? Go ahead and walk by yourself, I'll go to class and avoid getting into any trouble since-"

"Woah, he's really pretty," Minho cut him off mid-sentence, peering at a group of about eight or so students gathered around a pretty looking boy, who had his back against the hall's lockers. At first glance, it looked like as if they were harassing him.

But after getting a closer look at what was going on, the pretty boy was staring down as he spoke with the cluster of students, a shy smile plastered on his face.

"Oh my god. Minho there's not enough time left, lets go!" Changbin grabbed him by the sleeve, and started to drag the boy across the hallway.

As for Minho, he kept staring at the boy intensely without even realizing it, only doing so when the said pretty boy stares right back at him.