"hyung, i'll go now." donghyuck told, giving the older a peck on the lips before going inside his room.

"i'll pick you later okay?"

he waved goodbye and same as mark, walking out of the building he swiftly walked towards the bus station and waited for the next bus to arrive.

donghyuck sat at his chair and was greeted by renjun, "good morning, hyung!" the younger greeted giving the chinese a wide smile.

"i can sense you'll have a good day." renjun muttered and gave a smile back. the teacher entered and there they were again, listening to another boring lesson the whole day.

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"that's so hard." the younger ranted, looking at the paper the teacher gave them, apparently they're supposed to answer a three-page paper and pass it tomorrow.

renjun agreed and groaned, "what are we? robots or something?" the older ruffled his hair a little too harsh.

both exited the building, still analyzing the paper in their hands, "you want to copy answers?" renjun had an idea. donghyuck laugh, but still agreed. not going to lie it is hard for both of them.

"wait renjun, i'll be waiting for mark hyung." donghyuck stopped the older and went sitting at one of the chairs.

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mark looked at his time, groaning. he's a little late to pick the younger up. he tried to run towards the school.

after ten minutes run, he stopped in front of the school, placing his hands on his knees while panting. he looked around for any signs of donghyuck but there's nothing.

he saw a random girl and walked towards her, "um.. are there still students here?" he tapped the stranger, as she look around, "hyejin?" the older questioned with wide eyes.

hyejin's eyes immediately sparkle, he finally saw him again, hyejin thought.

"oh, mark. see, i know i still have a chance." hyejin replied, and tried getting closer to the older.

mark took a step back, stopping her. "no, i have a boyfriend, i don't like you." the older straightforwardly said. he didn't even try to act nice, he just wanted to pick the younger up and go, but he just had to see hyejin again.

donghyuck checked his watch for the fifth time, and looked around. "did he forgot?" the younger asked to himself, he stood up from his place, leaving renjun behind.

as he look around, he did successfully found the older, but with a girl. he loudly gasped making both of them to turn around.

but that didn't stop hyejin to mess with mark more. he pulled him towards a hug, making donghyuck breakdown. he ran away, from his place but only grabbing renjun aggressively, the older saw a tear from donghyuck's eyes.

he looked around, for the reason why donghyuck is crying, and he did. he saw mark trying to get out of someone's grip.

"hyung, hurry."

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entering the house, donghyuck tried to smile but still can't, he grabbed his paper and begin answering it, with renjun. of course renjun's not going to let it side of what happened earlier, but decided to give the younger his privacy.

surprisingly, after 30 minutes of answering they successfully finished it. donghyuck didn't even bother if his answers are correct, his mind is mentally somewhere. "do you want to—" renjun started.

"i'm g-going to s-sleep." donghyuck cut him off and grabbed his things with him. "just lock the door."

renjun didn't leave, he panicked and begin looking around. he heard a knock at the door, he already knew who it is with the aggressive knock he received.

opening the door, he saw mark with furrowed brows, "mark, i thi—"

"no, renjun. i need to talk to him." mark said, trying to let himself in and renjun immediately blocked the way, "he's already asleep. give him space, i beg you."

mark looked down, defeated. he nodded and renjun closed the door, locking it.

donghyuck opened his door, and plopped himself in his bed. he buried his face on the pillows, letting out all of the tears he's been holding.

"i shouldn't have waited for him." donghyuck scolded himself, he begins slapping his face.

"hyuckie? are you asleep?" renjun knocked.

he placed his hands on his mouth, trying hard to not make a sound. "okay, please sleep well." renjun said behind the door

hearing the footsteps fading, he removed his hands off his face and weakly punching the pillows as if it's all the pillows fault.