San had only halfway finished writing a response to someone seeking cooking advice when the small notification sound of a message came.

The boy sat on his bed at home, buried under the soft blankets in a search of a comfortable typing position.
At the sound of a message, he all but abandoned his original post, scurrying over to his inbox.

He felt excitement bubble up as he saw the person who had messaged him.

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young.blood
You said to dm if I have further info sooo
Update ! I found out the name of the cute guy I was talking about

kq_genie
ooOoh
SPILL (if ur willing)

young.blood
i AM willing
his name is San
Choi San i think ?
he's kinda uhhh McHot
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San blinked.
He took a moment to reread the message he'd been sent, making sure he wasn't going crazy.

He reread it. Once. Twice.

Nope! The message stayed the same, reading the name "Choi San" in dark letters.
San felt like he'd stopped breathing in shock. He didn't know how to process the event.

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kq_genie
...choi san?
i know him
what class do you have with him?

young.blood
4th period physics
I hate that class but at least he's in it to stare at lmAO
jkjk that'd be creepy

kq_genie:
hA that's not creepy I respect it
but seriously
from what I've seen, San seems to be a pretty nice guy
you should like 👀 go and talk to him

young.blood:
TALK to him?
Lmao!!!! You're so funny!!! Ahahahafuck no!!!!!
I think I would pass out on the spot and he'd be like 'wtf who's this weirdo'

kq_genie:
hNnshdj somehow I relate
but okay listen
do you mind if I ask your name??
I could ~casually~ compliment you in San 's presence

young.blood:
my god, would you???
shit I'm scared thoughhhh
eh whatever
my name is jung wooyoung :')

kq_genie:
wooyoung is a cute name.
anything specific you want me to say about you?

young.blood:
Thank you !
But ah shit suddenly I don't have any good qualities
Ummm,,,,, maybe mention that I dance?

kq_genie:
a dancer?? damn dude, at this rate I might fall for you too!
oh someone's calling me right now, I'll text you in a second wooyoung

young.blood:
haHa go ahead tbh
And okay!! Ttyl
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San took a moment to compose himself, ignoring the ringing of his phone in the background.

What was he doing?
He questioned his own thought process, thinking back to what he had told the user—Wooyoung—to do. Not only had he made up some lie about putting in a good word for him, he even encouraged the boy to talk to him.

Yet San couldn't help but feel extremely curious towards the user. He seemed like a fun person over text, but San knew nothing about this guy, other than his name.

San turned his attention back to his ringing phone. He glanced at the caller ID before lightly groaning.

"What do you want, Yunho?" he said, answering the call.

"Hello to you too, bastard. I called to ask you if I left my jacket at your house the other day. Did I?" Yunho, one of San's closest friends, spoke.

"I dunno. What does it look like?" San inquired, absentmindedly playing with the hem of his shirt.

"It's red, pretty warm. The cuffs of the sleeves are black. Seen it?" Yunho described.

San blinked, glancing down at his own body.

The jacket he wore at the moment was a red fleece, with black cuffs.

"Nah I haven't seen it. Sorry man," San spoke immediately, hanging up before Yunho could say anything.

He'd give back the jacket later. For now, he swiftly reopened his messages, getting back on the topic that he was really interested in.

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Messages

kq_genie:
I'm back yee
back to the topic from earlier
is that all u want me to say?

young.blood:
Sorry Genie I can't talk anymore,
my mom is taking away my phone :((
I'll try to text you tomorrow though!!

kq_genie:
damn sorry about that
see you tomorrow !
Read
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San shut off his phone, letting out a deep sigh.
He didn't know why he suddenly felt so antsy, as if he needed to get up and do something but he had no idea what.

He dismissed the restless feeling as mere nervousness. The situation he was digging himself deeper into stayed on his mind, blocking out his other thoughts. He never usually felt this way when giving people relationship advice. Maybe it was because it involved himself?

San plopped face down on his bed,
lying there and letting a muffled whine out into his pillow.

He decided to find something to do to take his real life off his mind.