"i'd keep an eye peeled while in hallway three," renjun hummed to his ivory class counterpart, na jaemin, as they paused at the boundary between the class dormitories in the longest of the corridors. being the only two boys with access to their opposing class' dorms, they took their jobs pretty seriously and had made a pact with the principal and student council not to act out of line. after all, they'd been voted into these positions, and that was a near impossible campaign in itself.

"why, is room thirty two still posing as a problem?" the boy dressed in his clean, white uniform tilted his head. for all he was a respectable member of the student body, jaemin wore his hair lengthy and black, silver piercings adorning his ears and glimmering under the artificial hall lights at two in the morning. he was utterly beautiful, and a real popular role model for the ivory class. too bad he was off limits to the ebony students.

the uniforms were classy and extremely strict. the ivory outfit consisted of ironed, white trousers with black trim, a matching black button-up underneath a white jacket with one button holding the layer closed, a white cravat and silver links at the ends of the folded back sleeves with their academy's symbol. the ebony attire was much the same but reversed - a black jacket and trousers with white trim, a white blouse underneath and gold buttons holding the look together.

"they aren't specifically acting out, but i caught them on hidden phones last night. don't be lenient if you catch any other sneaky devices," renjun hummed. with that, they bowed politely to each other and stepped into one another's territory. the deal with being a nighttime hall monitor ensued crossing that boundary where the school had made it clear opposing members couldn't enter. the fighting had to stop sometime, and dorms drew that line.

the chinese boy sighed tiredly as he paced slowly but steadily between the cream painted walls. the dark floorboards beneath were spotless and shiny, always well maintained in a school that settled for nothing less than perfection. each door was closed and quiet, which was quite relieving for the teen who wanted nothing more than to curl up into his own bed and sleep. he was cut a lot of slack by the teachers, and nobody sassed him when he requested for something, or skipped a class here and there. staying up all through the night, four nights a week, was hell.

as he turned off down a conjoined hallway, he heard the faintest sound of giggling resonating from the very end. he knew this particular stretch of the ivory dorms all too well, for his least favourite person resided here. chewing his lower lip irritatedly, a part of him simply wanted to say 'screw it, i'm not dealing with him tonight', though the majority of his conscience reminded him of why he placed his name down for this role in the first place. the honour was more important in the long run.

his petite fingers twisted a lock of his chocolate-brown hair, occupying themselves to prevent him from throttling the hormonal teenage male he'd have to face in a few seconds. standing idly outside room forty-three, he dropped his hands by his sides and fixed up his black uniform, leaving no wrinkle to exist as the other boy looked for any reason to tease him. don't be loud, he internally chanted, tentatively knocking on the door and cringing at the sinful noises starting to erupt from within.

the shadows lining the corners of the corridor suddenly became colder, reaching out to wrap around renjun's shoulders like cruel, tasteless hands. he hated dealing with this sort of thing, and for god's sake it shouldn't have been occurring in the first place. "lee donghyuck, i know you're at it again. give it up!" he insisted lowly, folding his arms and furrowing his brows.

inside he could detect a chuckle, like he was being mocked. that was nothing new, however, and just like the first time he'd interrupted the boy's nighttime activities - and every other time - he pulled out his master key and unlocked the door. allowing it to slam back against the wall with a loud thud, renjun took one step inside, immediately being showered in dim light and the smell of sex. "you," he glowered, pointing to the boy who's name was unbeknownst to the hall monitor, "out. if i catch you again it'll get reported. strike one."

the other student appeared terrified and caught off-guard, leaving him scrambling to get dressed and stumbling out of the room past the oldest. renjun sighed defeatedly with a disgusted and disappointed look, "why, donghyuck? why do you always do this?"

"because i can," the naked boy, covered only by his sheets, wriggled his eyebrows cunningly. "we're stuck in the stiffest school in the country. what's wrong with a bit of harmless fun?"

"sex isn't 'harmless fun'!" the older hissed, slamming the door shut again and leaving them with more privacy. "it's intimate. it's personal. it's supposed to be special, yet you ruin it's good qualities with frequency and strangers."

"oh no, sorry to disappoint you, mum."

"don't give me that crap! i've already reported this behaviour twice before, and the repercussions are only going to build up. don't you learn anything from punishments?!"

donghyuck arched his brow, his blonde hair shining angelically under the golden hue of the lightbulb above. his single bed was disheveled and wrinkled beneath him while his roommate was probably awkwardly wandering around somewhere, wishing he'd been granted a different person to share with. "punishments are pointless. they're designed to scare us....but i'm not scared." he sat up straighter and smiled deviously towards the one student who ruined all his chances. "i think i know what it is you need though, ren."

"it's renjun to you. and i don't need anything."

"oh? not even a good time?" the taller tormented rather easily. he knew this poor, old-fashioned, chinese teenager got all upset and flushed when the topic of intercourse was involved. "believe me, once you lose your virginity you'll be singing a different song."

"i'm going to the principal," the shorter scoffed, holding back the urge to raise his middle finger to this person. it would've been rude, uncalled for and childish of him to do so, and he was better than that. "i hope he finally decides to castrate you."

"and i hope one day it'll be you in my bed," hyuck chuckled. "let's see who's wish comes true first?"

"i hate you."

"mhm, i know."