Donghyuck stared at the yellow letter in his arms. He's been recieving them since last summer after he had spent his vacation in Vancuvour. Something was strange but a strangely homely feeling that made the black haired beauty bite his lips in deep thought. Pondering over the worst things that might happen.

"Hyung buck up!! You are getting late!" Jisung dragged him into their van. The NCT Dream having a year off to study and graduate from highschool.

"Is it that person again?" Jaemin looked at his best friend who nervously nodded.

"Nothing bad has happened yet but let stay caucious." Renjun sighed as they silently drove to their school.

"What if its a saesang? A girl maybe or a guy. I dont know guys save me!!!" Donghyuck groaned sluming in his seat as he carefully hid his letter.

Donghyuck had a little box back at home were he stuffed his letters inside just in case. Though Jaemin had strickly warned him never to preserve the little yellow demon the 19 year old boy just wanted to keep it. The reached school and the whole ficasco happened. Nct Dream had arrived. Girls pushed in front and some boys did too. Donghyuck sighed, Oh how much he wanted to be at peace in school.

"Psst! Are we in the same class?" Chenle whispered.

"Sadly nope. You and Jisung are younger. So shoo!!" Renjun deadpanned at the poor Chinese purple head.

"Rude much." Jeno huffed.

"Omg!! Haechan oppa!! We should date!!" Some girl cooed from behind them.

"MARK!!! LOOK OUT!!!" A boy screamed and the next was a boy falling face first on Jaemin.

"I'm so sorry! Are you okay? You.......Oh my god you are Jaemin right?" Mark gasped softly getting off the caramel haired boy.

"You can call me Na Na since you are gorgeous." Jaemin giggled at the confused taller boy.

"Huh okay Yeah. I'm Mark Lee." Mark bowed and ran off onto the other direction.

"I apologise for my friends actions. He's just a nervous wreck when ever his mother comes on her rounds. Hi I'm Doyoung." A bunny looking boy grinned and left the way Mark had run.

"A letter again?" Donghyuck gasped when he opened his locker door that lunch hour. A Yellow letter whoosed out his locker falling onto the ground. Running after the piece of paper he quickly grabbed it and read it.

Dear Sunflowers,

My Wife Looks so gorgeous!! Uwu!! I love it when your hair bounces and that confused face and pouty lips when you read my notes makes me wanna burst into tiny butterflies.
Apologises though for calling you my wife. When obviously you are straight. Oops I gotta rush.

Love,
SiMba.
♡

"So its a he? Well...." Donghyuck could feel his cheeks heat up at the thought of his secret admirer being a boy.

"Mom!!! I swear I didnt drink!" A thick voice whined as the tapping of heals echoed through the hallways. The singer peeked out to see what the commotion was about.

"Look here young man. You came home senseless." A woman snapped.

"Mom I thought it was Watermelon juice." Marks face clearly was about to burst out crying.

"Honey you know I love you right? Then please dont ever drink again. Promise?" The lady squished his cheeks.

"Yes Mother." Mark pouted and freaked out when she tried to kiss his forehead.

"What? Fine then I'll just have to throw all those macaroons away." The woman teased.

"I LOVE YOU!!" Mark threw himself on her and she chuckled in tirumph.

Donghyuck giggled at how cute this boy from morning was. The both of them had lucious black hair and could tell that the woman was young.  Once the lady left Mark sighed and walked towards the locker room only to be given a love attack.

"Oh my you stole my heart!!" Mark screamed then facepalmed. "My soul....My soul I mean yeah like wait what? sorry." Mark could feel his insides heat up and prayed that his cheeks and ears wont bail on him.

"Hi I'm Haechan." Donghyuck giggled at the slightly taller boy.

"Everyone knows you. Well I'm Mark Lee. And that you saw earlier was my mother, Irene the princepal from this school." Mark shook the stubby soft arm.

"Hmmm you look familiar. Have you come to our concert perhaps?" Donghyuck stared at Marks face.

"Me? No might have.......But dont act like you notice everybody who comes to your concert." The older boy stuck his tongue out.

"Rude. Well I do notice a few though." Donghyuck turned around as Mark shuffled with his locker.

"Good. Haha.....You are quite famous around school. Haechan this and that." Mark chuckled as the younger boy pouted hiding his second letter for the day.

"I bet you are the heartthrob of the school though." Donghyuck smiled at Mark as they walked out of the locker rooms.

"Nope. My brother is. Taeyong. Damn his looks could get you on your knees. But sad that he began dating at a very young age." Mark broke into a train of laughter.

"Sweet. Why were you in such a hurry in the morning?" Donghyuck looked at Mark.

"Uhh I had to report to my moms office. Haha." Mark smiled at Donghyuck who smiled back sweetly.

"Can we be friends? Hyung?" Donghyuck grinned knowing that his heart wanted more than just being friends.

"Sure thing! We should hang out If your manager lets you too." Mark chuckled his blood running cold at the mention of being friends. He had died so many times for this day.

"Yeah!!!! Then buy me lunch!" Donghyuck clung onto Marks arm and Mark interally lost his soul. His crush, His bias, His bias wrecker, His idol was actually clingying onto his arm like Donghyucks life depended on it.

"Aish......You little idiot." The nervous older blushed darkly though the singer notived nothing. Nothing at all.

"HAECHANNIE!!! Fuck me!" A girl shamelessly screamed at the black head when they entered the cafertiria.

"Such vulgur habits. So disgusting." Donghyuck grimaced at the girl.

"Yeah. Girls like that should be beaten." Mark agreed.

"I think I already like you. Omg we can be bestfriends!!" Donghyuck hung more on Marks arm.