Younghoon couldn't contain his happiness as he attended his classes the next day. He childishly wrote Changmin's name in his notebook with a few hearts around it. "Younghoon." He looked up and saw Chanhee smiling down at him. "Oh, hey. If you want, we can hang today, but we won't be alone." "I actually had something else in mind. Just us." Younghoon looked at Chanhee who only ruffled his hair and walked away. "He's been strange lately." he thought as he continued to write in his notebook.

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"Well, I have noticed him looking at you from time to time. It was something he usually did so we didn't think anything of it." "Your string did go back to being mixed, right?" Younghoon looked down and his wrist and checked again. "No..." The realization had suddenly hit him like a truck. "No, no, no..." "What?" Younghoon held Juyeon's hands then moved them up and down. "He doesn't truly want to be friends." "Oh. Oooooh. See, I told you not to date him you fucking idiot." He felt Juyeon hit his head then let out a sigh. "Look, we both know what Chanhee can be capable of. Remember back in high school when that girl confessed to you? And then the next day she suddenly said she doesn't want anything to do with you?" "I do remember." "You better do something. We don't know what he'll do to a guy." "Changmin isn't that helpless, Juyeon." "But it's Chanhee..."

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Younghoon was sitting on the floor with his back against the wall. He loved watching Changmin dance and Changmin would sometimes do little teases for him. "Changmin, stop it. You're going to give me a boner." "What if that's the plan?" He watched Changmin come closer then do little hip thrusts in front of him. "I swear, if you don't-" Changmin silenced him with a brief peck on the lips. "Let's just have a little fun. Come dance with me." "I can't dance as well as you." "I'll guide you." Younghoon took his hand then noticed the change in music. "Really? The tango?" "It's a classic."

Younghoon looked through his bag and noticed his notebook wasn't there. "Crap, I have to go back. I left my notebook." "Hurry back. My dick needs attention." "You're not going to get it." "We'll see who wins in the end." Younghoon rolled his eyes then headed out the building.

Changmin was putting his things away when he heard the door open. "I figured you'd give in, Hoon." He slung his bag over his shoulder then turned towards the door. "Chanhee? What can I do for ya?" "You can stop being all over Younghoon. You don't really care about him do you?" "That's none of your business." Chanhee leaned against the wall then crossed his arms. "So you don't? I figured as much. Don't play with his feelings." Changmin put his bag down then scoffed. "I see the jealously has started eating away at you. His choice is obvious, Chanhee. Give up." "No. I've waited this long and I'm not going to have it taken away from me by some shady nobody." Changmin had ran over then pulled Chanhee by his shirt. "Don't get on my bad side, it's not a nice place. Don't start getting all possessive now since you've had many chances to make him yours."

Younghoon walked up to the dance studio door then paused when he heard another voice inside. He couldn't quite hear what was going on, so he decided to wait outside until whoever it was finished talking to Changmin. He heard a thud come from inside and debated whether or not to go inside. He felt tightness on Changmin's string and knew what his choice was. Younghoon opened the door and saw Chanhee hovering over Changmin. "Changmin!" The duo looked at him and Chanhee immediately stepped back. "I'd like an explanation." "It was all Changmin. He came after me and I only defended myself."

Changmin looked at Chanhee in disbelief. "The hell? You came at me and taunted me." Younghoon looked at the both of them and now felt conflicted. Who should he believe? They both had pros and cons. "Well, either way, you need to leave Chanhee." "Fine." Chanhee made his way out and Younghoon lightly tugged on his hair. "Dude, Chanhee is crazy. He purposefully came in here to provoke me." "Changmin, as much as I want to believe you, I can't. Maybe you did start it." "Oh, come on!" Changmin snatched up his bag and angrily left the studio.

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