I felt my body being rested on the clouds with my eyes closed yet the bright lights are seeking through my eyelids. Wow, this is so comfortable, I should do this more often to skip classes.

A pair of cold hands traced my nose and cheekbones and I shook myself mentally not wanting to reveal the act.

"Mark ah, are you really a hyung? Look at your face aishhh! You face is going to be bruised", Donghyuck worried.

"You're ugly anyways, so it doesn't make it any better", he said.

This kid really doesn't have sympathy for me. We've always been like this, so when the day he really do care, I'm calling the ghost busters he must've been possessed.

I heard his footsteps marching towards the exist of the first aid room and at that moment I heard motorcycle-bubble-like noise blasting so loud that it sounded like it was coming from Johnny hyung's portable speaker.

I shot my eyes opened and immediately sat up and laughed my ass off. As I choked on air, Donghyuck froze with his eyes bulging out like a dead fish. Then he squinted his eyes and walked slowly toward the bed with anger. There was no reason to fear him. Donghyuck scary?? Never. I can't take him seriously when he get angry because he would always try to find a way to prank me. This game of ours has been going for the past 9 years and to be honest, I'm amazed that he has new tactics each time. He probably researches them more than researching for our upcoming science project.

"OH MAAA GAAD, why does your farts sound like a a bubble machine?", I snorted in between my lines.

"ARE YOU FKING KIDDING ME?!? YOU- YOUU- B-", he shouted back turning towards me.

"Beauty, I know thanks hunny", I cut him off showing off my hands as if I had a sparkly manicure like those girls.

He grabbed me by the collar and his face was inching closer and closer. Anger in his eyes somehow suited him. Furrowed eyebrows and plumped lips slightly parted. I could smell the watermelon candy that I gave him earlier on my lips then traveling through my neck and throat... He looked tempting... Okay dafuqq Mark, this brat almost ruined your life.

He was about to throw a fit to my face but held back 0.127 millimetres away from my face. Okay, shit. He really was mad.

"You can walk home yourself, saggy tits", he said coldly.

And there I was. Left dumbfounded.