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Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick.

The subway's alarm sound reverberates throughout the area, letting you know that the doors are about to close. Many people, both working and school age, rushed and crowded into the carriages. Mornings like this when the train arrives Whoever runs faster is considered the winner. For those who didn't come in time...

Slender legs stopped at the yellow line. Hands and knees panting, breathing tiredly. The sound of the door closing was like the last straw of his life had been broken.

I got it late.

In the morning we had to study history with Professor Nuat. I would definitely die if I didn't hurry and get on the train just now. I've only just started my second year of high school for one semester. Do professors need to be that strict? Last time, I remember that someone who arrived late was chased away to make a report and submit it even though the school term had just started.

And now I had to wait another ten minutes for the next train to arrive. He has morning class at half past nine. Which is now nine-twenty. Wait ten minutes for the next train. Run into the school and up the building for about five minutes.

Anyway, it's not in time.

But no matter how stressed I am, I can't do anything. Now all I can do is wait and think about what kind of report I should submit to the teacher. While waiting, I felt a vibration in my pants pocket and my phone's notification sound sounded.

KYS.

Where are you, sir?

    B。

I'm finished.

The small body could only plow through the phone, waiting for time. After waiting for a while, the sound of an approaching train gradually became louder. Baekhyun looked up at the clock stuck in the train station. He stood here acting nonsense for exactly ten minutes. From the first episode, I rushed until my legs almost tore. It became a comfortable walk, received cool air conditioning and went to sit.

Surprisingly, this train was not as crowded as the previous train which was packed like canned fish. It's good that you don't have to squeeze in with other people. Seated separately At least in misfortune there is still good fortune.

Baekhyun sits and reads cartoons to relieve boredom along the way. Suddenly, a strange sound was heard coming from the person sitting next to me. When I turned to look, I saw that someone was sleeping with my head leaning against the barrier. It wasn't until the train started to start and braked again that we realized the source of this strange sound.

That's the headbutt.

When I looked closely, the person sleeping next to me was Chanyeol, my roommate, right? Probably will face the same fate. But the other person was in such a deep sleep that even after hitting his head three or four times, he still didn't feel it. He looked like he was seriously sleepy.

“Haha!” He laughed unconsciously. It's good that the other person is fast asleep. Otherwise, you will definitely be hated.

Announcement of the train's next stop The little man picked up his cell phone and got ready to go down. Glancing at the person next to him, he saw that the other person was still fast asleep. With an overwhelming kindness in his heart, he reached out his hand and gently poked him on the shoulder to regain consciousness, but the other person still refused to wake up. The index finger touched the sleepy man's cheek.

Press down but not too hard. The other person suddenly grabbed his wrist and his eyes opened like something out of a horror movie, causing him to flinch.

“Uh..sorry. I saw that I had reached the school sign. So I intended to wake you up.” A small voice said hurriedly, afraid that the other person would misunderstand.

His hands loosened. Sharp eyes looked around before yawning, "Thank you."

Baekhyun nodded his head and hurriedly stood in front of the door. Another person was heard getting up and walking towards the same door. The little man pretended to pick up the phone and casually press play. My classmates walked on either side, waiting to leave the train together. I secretly looked at the people next to me to see what they were doing with excitement. But instead, I found another person standing intently staring at the door.

“Both of you are late.” Decided to boldly break the silence.

“Well..” The voice stopped for a moment.

"is?"

“Do you want to walk into school together?” A large hand raised to rub the back of your neck, eyes still looking at the door as before.

“It must be like that. Study in the same class here. Why are we walking separately?” Baekhyun responded with a relaxed attitude when he saw that the other person didn't seem angry about his rudeness by poking him on the cheek.

Each of them walked slowly without saying a word. Baekhyun isn't a slow walker and he knows that Chanyeol isn't a slow walker either. But why does everything seem so slow right now even though class time is approaching!

"this"

“Huh?” The tall figure moaned in response but didn't turn to look at the voice calling out.

“Let's run,” Baekhyun walks in front of him, effectively catching the attention of his classmates. Chanyeol looked confused at the small figure's actions. Before I understood anything His hand was grabbed by a thin hand and he ran without thinking for his life. “Hurry up!”

Baekhyun ran in front, pulling his tall friend along with his strength. The little man was so focused on counting down the time for class that he didn't notice that the large hands that were holding him slowly came together and tightened.

“Here you guys! Don't run on the school building!” The teacher's voice sounded as he walked past the two boys, who were running headlong into the wind without thinking about their lives until they nearly hit a passing student.

After being scolded, he changed to walking normally instead. The little man turned to face his roommate and smiled in amusement. Just running into class together. But it's fun, like playing a difficult game.

“Small but fast,” the other party suddenly spoke out loud.

“There is nothing scarier than a history teacher.”

“True,” the tall man nodded in agreement. “Do you want to run again?”

“Oh, I'm tired,” Baekhyun gasped, letting the other person see that he was really tired and couldn't run anymore. Chanyeol smiled faintly before poking the soft cheek that had caught his eye since he was on the train.

“Let's get well.”

Saying it was over, he walked away and disappeared into the classroom first. Leaving the little man standing alone with his cheeks holding his red face.

The morning class went as expected. Baekhyun was ordered to make a report because he was late as per regulations. But Chanyeol didn't get hit for what reason?

Because he just stood there embarrassed until the teacher walked into the classroom first!

It was often said that Chanyeol arrived on time but Baekhyun was late because he entered the room a few seconds later than the teacher! Going crazy!

It's time for lunch break. The classroom was as chaotic as ever. Some people buy bread to eat in class. Some prepared their own lunch boxes. Some walked to the cafeteria to eat. For Baekhyun, it's good to have a wonderful mother who left food for him in the morning. Today, we have boxed lunches to survive without having to go to war in the cafeteria.

A cheering sound from outside came into the room. Because the walkway to the cafeteria for students studying in this class must go through the connecting walkway of the classroom building. Baekhyun's room is a passageway where you have to walk through the connecting passageway. And that bastard, I don't know, opened the glass door that separated the corridor from his classroom.

A hand reached out to close the glass door, but the voice of the ringleader in the room interrupted him.

“What are you going to do?” Woojin crossed his arms over his chest, looking at his small friend who was about to reach his arm toward the handle.

“Close the window”

“You stop.”

“I'm noisy.”

"But I'm going to look at girls."

“It's about you.” Slender fingers reached out and slid it closed. But his arms were short so he had to get up from his chair to close the glass door. As soon as he looked towards the outside corridor, he met sharp eyes. I think the other party was also shocked when he suddenly stood up and appeared like this.

“Hi,” the tall figure smiled as he raised his hand to show off the bread he had just bought from the cafeteria.

“Hi..” Just the slight smile the other party sent made me feel so strange that the hand holding the glass door unconsciously clenched it tightly.

“The ham filling is delicious.” The bread in his hand was used as a weapon to pierce the soft cheeks again. The little man was so shocked that he accidentally threw away the bread. Instinctively, when they saw that the food had fallen, they both bent down to grab the problematic piece of bread, but unfortunately they couldn't grab the ham-filled dough. Over and over, their heads collided again. From clutching bread to having to raise your hand to grab your head instead.

“Ouch, it hurts,” Baekhyun slumped down in his chair, moaning nonstop. Kyungsoo who at first pretended to come help but instead just sat down.

“Let me take a look.” A strong hand brushed away a strand of bangs and looked at the right side of his little friend's forehead, scrutinizing it for any abnormalities. “Fortunately, the head is not broken.”

“Tears flowing.”

“Does it really hurt? I'm sorry.” His thumb smoothed over the area where they expected the collision. His mouth was mumbling and he couldn't stop saying sorry.

"That's enough. We were just kidding."

Baekhyun swatted away his large hand, but his classmates continued to stare in disbelief. The injured person then emphasized again that it was really okay. Chanyeol was able to walk into the room and eat his own delicious ham bread.

"I'll tell you everything."

“What are you talking about?” The small figure turned his head and looked at his friend confusedly.

“What about Chan?” asked his close friend, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Why with Chanyeol?”

“Do you secretly like each other?”

“Huh?!” Baekhyun was flustered, as if he had been caught secretly stealing his mother's money to play a game. “Are you crazy?”

“What don't you like, love?” Kyungsoo slapped the table.

"Crazy, I don't like it."

"Then go." Oh, the script is easy, it's really easy.

"Really? And what does your sister say?" When everyone was quiet, they heard people in the room talking loudly. The sound of male students at the next table chatting happily caught Baekhyun's attention and he turned to look.

“Then take the pornographic book and show it to mom. Goonie barely managed to escape.” Woojin, a friend in class who has a naughty personality and is rather cheeky, says the word porn out loud without shame in front of the women in the classroom.

“Seriously, haha,” a familiar deep voice laughed. It attracts the attention of little people very well. If you want to see Chanyeol laughing, you have to secretly look at him while he's chatting with friends.

For the women in the room Chanyeol is called good eye candy. With people who are not close to each other, they will talk to them in a shy manner. But when you're with friends in the group, your personality will change, smile easily, talk well, and look a little more handsome. Just a little bit. Surprisingly, it's not very popular in school. Maybe it's because I don't often talk to people I'm not close to, so the girls just say goodbye. I remember when I was in high school.

Ton rejected many women who came to confess his love. I've never seen Chanyeol dating anyone.

Or that you don't like women?

“Chanyeol looks cheerful when he's with his group. When I'm with other people, I seem like a difficult person to approach." His slender eyes squinted and he smiled a little.

"It's normal," the wide-eyed friend shrugged.

“Have you ever talked to him?”

“Can't remember,” answer immediately without wasting time thinking and wasting up memory in your brain.

"Aside from me, you don't have any friends, right?"

“The truth is, I can live on my own. But you came to cling to me yourself.”

"Very touching" accidentally blew air out of his mouth at the behavior of his close friend who often acted like he was a leech clinging to him. But seeing it like this Actually, he's a kind person. I've been close to him since middle school. I know my guts. It's just that his mouth isn't good. This is on my friend's side.

“Chan, you were on cleaning duty yesterday,” Dongjun's voice from room 2

D

The 2nd year activity chairman called out as he looked up into the room.

The girls in the room hurriedly turned to look at each other unexpectedly. The witch's aura coming out of her eyes gave goosebumps to those who had been touched by her teacher. Dong Jun immediately realized that he was being targeted right now. Those eyes seemed to say

'If you call me Chanyeol again, mom will hit you with her heels.'

“Is there something wrong?” the tall man replied in a polite tone. That made everyone in the room immediately understand that Chanyeol wasn't close to him at all.

“Teacher calls..Mr. You too." He said the first sentence in a soft voice. But the next sentence was shouted louder than the school line.

That is, how can you not come down to my place?

"What's wrong with me?" A slender finger pointed at himself as he turned to look at his best friend.

“Turn around and ask me, who am I going to ask?” Kyungsoo looked up from his book and said with a straight face, “What are you waiting for? Hurry up.”

“Oh,” the small figure stood up and confusedly followed Chanyeol, who had walked out first.

“Does Chanyeol know why the teacher called us along?”

"I don't know." His sharp eyes looked down at the white face for less than a second but he quickly averted his eyes when he saw that the small figure was staring at himself as well.

“Oh, so?” His eyes remained on his roommate's face. Because the other person walked with his head bowed. As Baekhyun is shorter, his expression can be clearly seen. His ears started to turn red, causing Baekhyun to almost laugh. Not because of ridicule or anything. But it's because the other party is so shy that it's very cute.

“Huh?”

“What are you looking for?” Homeroom teacher, room 2

C

His voice was fierce because this mischievous child was making too much noise.

“Oh Professor, today I was ordered to do a history report. This evening I have to go find information to make a report. Please have mercy on me." The small figure almost hugged his knees, begging. Today he planned to go sit and write a report in the library because he didn't want to take a book as thick as home with him.

“That was your fault.”

“Then why didn't the teacher choose to use someone else? Just use me."

“Because your house is close to that store.” The homeroom teacher turned his eyes to his student and thought of a good offer for the kid to accept. “If you help me, I'll increase my psychic score.”

Baekhyun's eyes lit up. But I'm still a little bit bullish. When I saw the list of things that the teacher had written down, I felt sad.

“Teacher, with so much stuff, how can I handle it?”

“So..” The teacher stopped and thought for a moment before turning to look at the tall student he had called to talk to. “You better go help Chanyeol.”

“Yes,” the tall, bowed figure responded immediately, as if he knew his fate from the first time the teacher turned his eyes.

"Hoy!"

“Calm down, Baekhyun. This is the teacher's room.” A large voice scolded the naughty child again.

“Sorry.”

After discussing business They both walked out. Chanyeol was called because yesterday evening there were supposed to be pranksters from other rooms playing football in the classroom. causing damage to the decorations and items used in the room

Yesterday, Chanyeol was the cleaning supervisor. The teacher thought that he might have seen what was happening so he called to inquire. But I didn't get anything. It was assumed that the people who caused trouble would come after everyone had left. Some of the items in the room, such as the umbrella basket and the notebook rack used to turn in homework, were broken. It was the personal belongings of the homeroom teacher who bought it and set it up.

Because Baekhyun's house is close to the largest stationery store. So I was persuaded by the teacher to go buy some things. There isn't enough stuff in the room. There is still a request from your teacher. How can I handle this work alone?

“You can refuse. How do you respond so quickly?” The little man grimaced. I'm not mad at Chanyeol at all. I just thought that if the other person refused it would be better. Actually, I don't want the other party to suffer either.

"nevermind"

“What's the matter? Take the train past your own stop. Then you have to divide up your belongings and carry them back. In the morning I have to carry it to school again.”

“That's all.” Father has a kind heart.

Because Baekhyun's house is next to Chanyeol's house. He didn't want his tall friend to have to move around. But when it comes to telling another person to reject the teacher, it probably isn't too late. Maybe Chanyeol responded faster than he thought.

“How kind, your father.”

"It's Teacher Wanni."

“Good, I'll use it to carry a lot of stuff home. How about sitting back home three or four times?” He looked annoyed and poked the other person's arm playfully.

“Do you know my house?”

“W-Well… I've seen him get off at that stop regularly.” How can I say that we've bumped into each other on the train many times but it's him who keeps secretly looking at Chanyeol? So I know which stop the other person usually gets off at.

Like a terribly psychotic person.

“Really observant.”

“You can curse a noob like this.”

“I'm watching.”

“So, are you shy or secretly shy? Mouths like this are clearly annoying people.”

“Just think about it.” His sharp face raised his eyebrows in annoyance.

“That's it!” The little man slapped his knee.

“Haha”

“Oh, I'm laughing. Hold it for now. Let me get my camera and record a video for a moment.” Baekhyun pretended to pick up his invisible phone and take a photo. Slender eyes narrowed and stared at the face so sharply that the other person couldn't act right. The shy person shyly raised his hand to cover his mouth.

“Too much.”

"It's not too much. Chanyeol laughs. This is a rare item for the girls in the room. It must be selling for a high price." His small mouth chattered all the way. Because of Baekhyun's casual attitude, the other party didn't feel uncomfortable talking to him. Chanyeol's face looked more relaxed than when he arrived. “If the shot just now were taken and recorded and sold, it would be- ah!”

His chattering mouth had to stop because he bumped into someone walking out of the room. His slender face sunk into his chest. My leg turned because I couldn't keep my balance. Fortunately, the other party was able to grab his waist in time so he didn't fall face first.

“Is something wrong, Baekhyun?”

“Huh?”

“Where does it hurt?” a deep voice asked. Baekhyun accidentally looked up even though he was still being held close to his chest by another person. Their faces were so close that his brain couldn't process what he should do next. When I heard the voice of the person in front of me calling again. Some hands accidentally pushed it away.

“Oh, it's Jongin, heh heh, it's okay.” Some of them scratched their heads to express their embarrassment. He must have looked really distraught just now.

"I'm sorry, I walked out and didn't look."

"same for me"

“Your nose is all red.” The other man's index finger reached out and lightly rubbed his nose to remind him that it was indeed red. Baekhyun was slightly startled before his expression and demeanor changed to his usual playful childish self.

“Your buttons are so hard.”

"Why don't you tell me it doesn't hurt?"

“Answer in a polite way.”

"I'm asking politely as well." His hand touched his broad shoulder irritably. But the other party laughed happily. It was really strange. People laughed like they would never laugh in this life.

"Just laugh. If you get lost again, don't come asking for help," the little figure hissed.

Jongin is a Class A student who just joined here in the middle of his first year of high school. While wandering around the school, Baekhyun helped lead the way and led us to the classroom. Call it merit once and ask for it forever.

“What are you threatening? How weak. A smart person like me can remember every nook and cranny of the school in one day.”

“Yes, the father of class A, the father is a smart person, the father with an IQ of two hundred.”

"Actually, it's only 130. It's too much praise."

“I didn't praise you.” Jongin's self-praising skills are even better than Goten Fusion and Trunks. I give up.

“Then I'll go first. I have to hurry and deliver the work." The tall man gave a final smile.

“Uh,” Baekhyun waved goodbye and followed behind the tall man.

“Let's go back to the room.” A deep voice called the little man back to his senses. Baekhyun turned his head and looked at him blankly. I forgot that Chanyeol was standing here too. I've accidentally lost my manners.

Tense, Tense, Tense. tense, tense

Students in the classroom swept their belongings into their bags and prepared to go home and ran out of the room when they heard the life-saving signal every evening.

Baekhyun thought he was going to borrow books from the library to make a report so he told Chanyeol to wait. But it looks like another person was pulled by a group of friends to go play football together. Chanyeol concluded by saying: 'Don't hurry.' Before they separated, the little man was relieved of his worries. Don't be afraid that the other person will wait a long time.

Putting my reservations on the table by the window, I set out to look for books on the topic I wanted. Baekhyun chose five books just in case. Before walking slowly to the table to choose two volumes that I think have really good content, then borrow them and take them home. If you take back all five volumes The next day, we probably walked to school with our backs arched. Each book has three hundred pages.

Try opening and reading just a few pages and feel like your eyes are closing. Because he was sitting next to the window. The wind blows like this, it's really nice to sleep. In the evening after school like this, the library will turn off the air conditioner and open the windows to let in the breeze. Because there aren't many people who come here. The kids in class A and class B suddenly left school and went to the institute for special classes. Looking out the window, I could see what everyone in the school was doing.

The women sat on the corners of the benches in the school, gathered together and chatting with each other passionately. The yo band is practicing their formations in another corner of the field. And there was a group of familiar friends playing football on the other side of the field. Jinyoung is seen raising a child and sends it to Woojin. The ball was so fast and powerful that even the divine hands couldn't take it.

The defender raised his head and waited to receive the ball until his neck nearly broke, but thought that it must have been the wrong moment so he chose to turn his back and receive the ball instead. In the end, the ball bounced this way.

Eh?

The ball comes this way.

“Hey!”

“Damn!!” The little body was extremely shocked, closing his eyes because he thought that no matter what, he would definitely not be able to escape.

This is why the library chooses to open its windows after class. Because as soon as it closes The person who will accept Baekhyun's karma instead is the window glass.

Hearing the sound of footsteps from behind, shuffling his feet, quickly approaching, followed by a loud 'Puck' sound. As he felt that the situation had calmed down and the ball had not collided with his face, he slowly opened his eyes.

“Jongin!” Baekhyun was shocked to see that the person who turned his back was a new friend. The tall figure gently rubbed his hand on his stomach before looking in his direction. The little man glanced and saw the ball landing right at Jongin's feet. It must have hit me in the stomach. It was painful.

“Baekhyun!” Chanyeol, who ran after him to collect the ball, shouted. “Is something wrong?”

“R-We're fine. Is Jongin hurt anywhere?”

“I'm fine.” The tall, tanned figure picked up the ball that had fallen to his feet. and threw it towards the person standing outside the window. “The next day, play carefully.”

Chanyeol was silent and didn't answer. Accept the ball that is sent to you.

Jongin looked back at the small figure and sat down in the chair next to him.

“Do you want me to help you? I saw him sitting there for a long time. When will it be finished?”

“Uh… not done yet. Just choose a book to take home and do with it. But I still can't choose,” Baekhyun answered frantically. “Are you really okay?”

“Baekhyun,” the deep voice of the person standing outside called softly. “When you go home, call me.”

“Uh huh,” the little man turned to look and responded to his roommate standing outside the window. Chanyeol smiled strangely and turned and walked away. It is expected that the other person must feel guilty. As soon as he shouted out, he was stopped by someone next to him.

"I'll help you choose a book now."

“Thank you for helping. Otherwise my bridge will definitely break.” I was going to tell Chanyeol that 'I'll follow you,' but it wasn't too late.

“I thought it wasn't there anymore.” His index finger gently pinched the small figure's nose. Jongin suddenly felt the urge to tease him. When I actually tried to hold it, I was surprised. Why is his guide's nose so small? When we bumped into each other and accidentally hugged each other too. Jongin only realized how small Baekhyun was at that moment.

"this!"

“Huh.”

"Is your stomach okay?"

"Uh, it's okay. I'm strong both in my brain and my body. I'll tell you."

“This is a trick, right?” Some people wrinkled their noses.

“Nothing for a bit.”

We chatted for a while and then got serious about the book selection process. Jongin seems to be very careful with his own work. I saw another person open a book. His brows furrowed in deep thought. Like when he couldn't decide whether to eat honey chicken or New Orleans chicken. The little man looked at the other person with such comfort that he forgot that this was his own work.

Seeing Jongin's intent made him look at it in a new way. We normally meet at school only during breaks and after school. So I haven't seen Jongin in this angle much.

“Ah, let's take this book. One book is enough. Try reading it and see. The most complete information It's the most detailed." The tall figure closed the book and slid it towards him. Baekhyun nodded and thanked him for helping with his studies and soccer just now. before standing up and putting things in his bag

“Then I'll go home first. Your friends are probably already waiting.”

“Do you usually go home with Chanyeol?”

“No, I was used by a teacher. Chanyeol has to accept his karma instead—”

“Then it's a good idea to come back.” He opened his mouth to finish speaking. The tall man cut off his sentence.

"already…"

“Huh?”

"So...are you going to ask if we'll go back together?"

“I can't go back yet. I had a conversation with a friend about the academic competition.” He reached out his hand and rubbed the head of a friend in another class with his fangs. The person being teased was not at all annoyed and even raised his hands in a fighting pose.

"Oh, try to get in, Dad. IQ is 130."

“Yes, class C student.”

Collecting my things, I shouldered my bag and walked towards the grass. Saw Chanyeol sitting at the cheering stand watching his friends play football with a blank expression, so he walked over to him.

"Aren't you playing football anymore?"

“I'm tired.”

“I saw you sitting there ever since I went to collect the ball. What did you bring to make you tired?”

“Oh,” Woojin's voice shouted behind him, letting him know that the other party was lying.

“Big mouth.” The tall one picked up another ball and threw it towards his friend. Hearing a yelp come back even though the ball hadn't touched him at all, but he didn't turn around to pay attention.

“What's wrong?” Baekhyun walked closer to the other person before squatting on the ground and looking up at the other person who was bowing his head.

When Chanyeol is with people he's not close to, he tends to keep his head down. They rarely make eye contact. It's good that Baekhyun is short so he can see each other's faces from this height when talking.

Should I be happy or disappointed with my luck?

“No, let's go back.” The tall figure stood up and walked forward. The little man tightened the strap of his bag before standing up and following closely behind the other person.

“Wait!”

“What are you looking at?” Sehun looked irritated at his new friend who had dragged him into the group to compete in an academic competition together. He really was the one who invited me, but he couldn't concentrate on the meeting. This guy, ever since he got back from the library, he had been staring intently at the football field.

"nothing"

"You're stuck at work." He picked up the pencil case from the group leader with glasses and threw it towards his new friend. Jae looked at him so murderously that the thrower felt as small as ant excrement.

The pencil case hit the other person's stomach, causing the new student to let out a loud 'Ouch' cry. Seeing that twisted expression made him feel even more guilty. He raised his hand to apologize but received a cruel stare in return.

“Kujuk”

"Pretend to be an ointment"

What the heck would it be? He didn't throw hard at all.

x

“Look, Chanyeol, what kind of umbrella basket do you want?” Baekhyun squatted and bent over, choosing the umbrella basket with difficulty. Can't choose between black and yellow?

“The original version isn't even for sale.” The tall man, holding the piled-up items made by the small man, stood and watched in distress.

“Yellow is beautiful. But if you use it, it'll definitely get dirty quickly. Is black good?" The little figure muttered to himself. It's like asking a roommate, but it's like talking alone. The tall man could only look and smile at the other's expression. Do you want the answer or not?

“What color does Chanyeol like?”

“Yellow..maybe.”

“Really? When I saw that you liked to wear black shirts in the winter, I thought you would like black. We like the same color as us.” When we were in middle school. Whenever it's winter, I see everyone wearing a black sweater. Everyone else is the same. Looking towards the cafeteria like a swarm of crows. What kind of supply will it be? It's like they made an appointment to wear black throughout the school.

I thought Chanyeol would like the color black. It was completely unexpected.

“If you wear a yellow shirt, it looks strange.”

“Why are we still wearing yellow shirts?” the little man protested. Why can't I wear yellow? How bad is the duck-colored religion?

“Because of that, how do you stand out alone?”

“True.”

“There are a lot of people looking at each other.” The tall man smiled with a smile on his lips. I remember that when Baekhyun was in middle school, he often wore yellow sweaters to school. It's the most outstanding thing in the room. Because men rarely wear colorful sweaters. If most people wear what color? Other than that, it will be colored like that.

"Really?! Why didn't Kyungsoo tell me?"

“True, when walking into school I looked and saw the first person.”

"Oh, I'm embarrassed." The little one made a grimace. I felt angry at my close friends who didn't even tell each other.

“I just found out.”

"That's right. From now on, I won't wear it."

“I don't see anything wrong with it.” The tall man paused for a moment before concluding. “Very cute”

“Do you think I'm embarrassed by Chanyeol's compliment?” Even though he said it like that, his cheeks were red and his face was hot, making it impossible to deny that he felt embarrassed as well.

“I secretly hope so.”

“Really talks a lot. Since when did Chanyeol talk a lot?” Suddenly, the person who looked shy suddenly spoke a lot like that.

“Haha”

“Laughed again.”

“Does it look funny when you laugh? I've often seen Woo Jin tell you not to laugh.” I wanted to raise my hand to cover my mouth but I couldn't because I had my hands full of things.

“I was tricked by Woojin. When you laugh, you look very good. I was secretly dancing just now. If Chanyeol had a little better relationship with strangers, he would definitely be popular among girls,” the little guy said, smiling. Encourage the other person to smile often because it looks good and is pleasing to the eye. Woojinnie is too much. Probably afraid that the girl wouldn't take care of it, so Chanyeol couldn't stop him from laughing. Really bad friend

“I don't want other people to like me,” Chanyeol replied quietly.

“There are only people who want to pop. It's strange,” the little man smiled slightly before returning his attention to choosing things. Leaving his roommate to stand and contemplate the emotions swirling inside.

Maybe if Baekhyun turned around He might dare to speak out. It's just maybe...

After selecting items, it was agreed upon who would take what home. The large bags filling both of his roommates' hands made Baekhyun feel afraid. When I shifted my gaze to look at the single small bag in my own hand Looking from the moon, you can still know who is taking advantage of whom.

“Please share.” A hand reached out, but the other person withdrew his own hand.

"It's okay. I'm okay."

"It's difficult to die"

“I'm strong.”

“I know.” He wrinkled his nose unconsciously. Today there were two people who indirectly criticized Baekhyun saying he was weak. Those kangaroos!

“Do you want me to send you home?”

“Oh, I want to ask Chanyeol if he wants me to take him home.” A small voice almost shouted back. There is still time to send someone else. Look at your own condition first. How do you hold something like that on your train ticket?

"Why"

"He's carrying a lot of stuff. We're worried."

"Really"

Is that true? along with staring at him with eyes like that, what is it?

“Really?”

“I can handle it.” The tall man's stubbornness still didn't give up. Refuse to forcefully refuse.

“Of course,” Baekhyun looked at in disbelief.

“Sure, you go home. It's already eight o'clock.”

“I know, Chanyeol took it back nicely. When I got home and Line came to tell me, it was good. We won't have to worry.”

“Yes, sir.” A playful smile and sweet words returned unexpectedly. Baekhyun froze, not expecting that just the word 'yes' would surprise him this much.

"Bye" waved goodbye and walked home. But when he turned to look, he saw that another person was standing and looking at him. The little man had to wave his hand and tell him to go home. The other person agreed to turn around and go back.

Really stubborn

‘Line’

A notification sound sounds. You don't have to guess to know who it is. Since school, Baekhyun has been chatting on Line with only Kyungsoo. The person who was sitting with the fan blowing his hair on the floor looked up and used his hand to find the phone on the bed.

C.

got home

I was unintentionally startled by the notification that was the name of my friend next to the table. Even though I was the one who told Chanyeol to send him a Line when I got home, oh my gosh, where do the two of us normally chat?

B。

Slowly, we've already taken two showers.

C.

Well, there's a lot of it.

B。

So where does it say I can handle it?

C.

I can handle it.

B。

Really stubborn

Will you go together tomorrow? I'll help you carry it.

C.

Take it.

B。

Then we'll go down and wait for the sign at Chanyeol's house.

C.

Don't be late.

B。

Where have you been?

C.

It's a regular thing.

And then he accidentally smiled at the sarcasm of the other party's message.

In fact, Baekhyun and Chanyeol have been in the same class since middle school. Because the school chooses which line to study from the first year of high school. The people in the high school classroom right now can almost be said to be in the same room from middle school. There were only a few new children added. We all know each other well.

Chanyeol is a quiet person. Haven't talked to anyone since I arrived. Until Woojin went to befriend him and found out. If with someone who is not close Chanyeol will seem shy and say very little. In the third year of high school, it was quite popular. But because he rejected many women, he was disliked by the women. Strange rumors were passed on to the high school.

This caused Chanyeol's popularity to decrease until only the girls in the room remained, whose loyalty remained unchanged. Because of being close to him, he knows what kind of person Chanyeol is. And the rumors aren't true.

‘Line’

Too busy sitting and thinking about nothing. When the notification came in, he was so startled that his phone almost fell out of his hand. Seeing that he was a shy person saying hello again, he couldn't help but smile. In fact, it's not strange to feel shy. Because Baekhyun almost never chats with Chanyeol. At most, it was just another person greeting me to ask for money for group work. And just ended the conversation.

C.

Are you going to bed yet?

B。

Is there something wrong?

C.

Don't forget to make a report.

B。

I almost forgot about it.

But I'll send it next week.

Today I can linger.

C.

Can you help me?

B。

It's better to do it now.

C.

Lazy kid

I saw the teasing message and automatically hid my face under the blanket. What a lazy kid! Do you say this to him as well? How can you insult other people to be so cute? Why are we such lazy people? I'm really a lazy child.

B。

You say it's us again.

C.

I didn't say that one bit.

What time do you usually sleep?

B。

It's midnight.

C.

stay up late

B。

I'm not worried.

C.

So what do you do now?

B。

I'm blowing my hair.

C.

Wash your hair at night

B。

You should know that we are late risers.

What should I go wash my hair in time?

C.

The next day, I washed it in the morning.

We'll give you a wake-up call.

Waiting for a wake-up call means that from now on Chanyeol will call to wake him up on the day he has to wash his hair, right? And will it be only one morning or…

C.

Every morning

Okay, Baekhyun has now blown himself up.