Younghoon found himself standing in front of Changmin's desk the next day in class. "Are you going to speak or just stare at me? I'm fine with either, I know I'm good looking." Younghoon lightly chuckling and was surprised to hear Changmin chuckling along with him. "Sorry, I didn't mean to seem like I was staring. If you don't mind me asking, why did you come to this school?" Younghoon had caught the brief frown on Changmin's face before it disappeared. "Needed a change of scenery." "Oh. Well, you've come to the right place." Younghoon bit his bottom lip as he didn't really know what else to say, so he walked away.

Class had ended and Younghoon saw Jaehyun walk over to him. "I saw you earlier. Befriending the new kid I see." "Yep. We seem to get along better than I thought." Jaehyun pulled a chair over then sat down. "He's a strange one, you know." Younghoon raised an eyebrow as Jaehyun continued on. "Some people say that despite how sweet he looks, he's cold hearted." "Really? Did they say anything that'd make him that way? They could be lying." Jaehyun shrugged then looked back at Changmin. "Seeing as how he hasn't snapped towards you, either you're special or they are, in fact, lying." "He just got here and people are already starting trouble."

Juyeon wrapped one arm around Younghoon's shoulder and the other around Jaehyun's. "So, what's the plan for after school?" "If I can recall, Jaehyun here said you two had a small date today." He couldn't help but laugh as Juyeon immediately ran to the dining hall. "Now I see why you wanted me to mention it. The damn fool forgot." Jaehyun patted his shoulder then nodded. "And you did a wonderful job. Now excuse me while I go rough him up." "Don't kill him." "No promises."

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As Younghoon was exiting the classroom to go to the restroom, he noticed Changmin was heading in the direction of the closed off classroom. A small fire had occurred in there, but it was already falling apart beforehand. The teal string had felt tighter and started tugging. He quietly followed Changmin from a distance then saw that his suspicion was correct. "What are you doing?" Younghoon noticed that he had startled Changmin as he jumped. "I could ask the same thing." "That room is closed off. Hold on, how do you even know about this room?" "People talk. Thought I'd check it out."

Younghoon grabbed Changmin's wrist and struggled to drag him away. "What class are you in right now? I'm taking you back there. And promise me you won't go in there because you could get hurt." "I'm not promising you anything." Younghoon had stopped then turned to face Changmin. "Fine. What class?" "15C." Younghoon found it easier than before as he dragged him then noticed Changmin was letting him do so. "Just don't go in the room, ever. Okay?" "If saying okay would quiet you, then okay." Younghoon let go of his wrist as they arrived at 15C. He walked away and headed back to his classroom.

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"He did what?" "He was going to enter that room. I don't really know, but I felt like the string was telling me to go after him." Juyeon looked at his wrist, despite not being able to see them. "Now you're feeling things from the strings?" Younghoon remembered that he hadn't told Juyeon yet about the new happenings. However, he didn't really feel like talking about it at the moment. "Yeah. That's about it."

"I knew Youngfool was weird, but not this weird." Jaehyun made Juyeon get up then sat down. He pulled Juyeon onto his lap then wrapped his arms around his waist. "He can see strings of fate, Jae." Jaehyun burst into laughter then quieted down as he saw they weren't laughing. "Oh. That's weird, but cool. So, I'm guessing you can see mine?" Younghoon nodded as he looked over Jaehyun's wrist. He noticed the violet string from yesterday had disappeared, which was an unusual time frame. "Did you meet up with someone yesterday, Jaehyun?" "No. Why do you ask?" "Your violet string disappeared after a day. It usually takes 3 days to disappear." Juyeon had stood up and was glaring at Jaehyun.

"Well, Jae? Who were you with?" "I don't even know what's going on." Younghoon started but stopped as Juyeon pulled his notes out about the violet string. "Ooooh..." They both waited for Jaehyun to respond who instead made a dash for the classroom door. "You're dead, Jaehyun!" Younghoon sighed and wondered if mentioning it was the right thing to do. He gathered his things and exited the classroom. He noticed Changmin was leaning against the wall opposite of the door. He figured he might've been waiting for someone else, so he continued on his way out of the school.

"Hey!" Younghoon kept walking, assuming he was calling to whoever it was. "Younghoon!" He stopped walking then turned around. "Can we talk?" "I have so-" he started but stopped when he felt something tug on his wrist. "You have what?" "Nothing, let's talk while we walk. Though, I'm sure we live in different directions." Younghoon and Changmin walked side by side in silence as Younghoon started walking to the playground that was near their school. The elementary school that housed it was only blocks away. It was pretty convenient in his opinion.

"About earlier...I'm sorry. You were just trying to keep me from possible danger." Younghoon remained silent, unsure of what to say. "I'll promise you." "Wait, say that again?" "I said I'll promise you." Younghoon held out his pinky and Changmin hooked it with his. "And don't think about lying. I got all of this recorded." He couldn't help but laugh at Changmin's surprised face. He waved his phone in the air then put it back in his pocket. "Smart guy. I like that." Younghoon couldn't help but smile at Changmin's compliment. "So, is this all you wanted to talk about?" "At that moment, yes, but now I've started thinking of questions." "I'll answer whatever I feel comfortable answering." "That's fair."

They sat underneath a tree despite a bench being right next to them. "Why did you ask me about strings of fate?" "Just curious. I ask most people about it. And not surprisingly, many people don't believe in myths, just like you." "Do you believe in myths?" Younghoon opened his mouth then immediately closed it as he tried coming up with a different answer. "I'm guessing you do. It's kinda written on your face." "I think they're cool. Myths are just grown up fairy tales in my opinion." Changmin had started laughing which caused him to flash his signature eye smile. "For a guy who looks like this, you're pretty cute."

"W-What...?" Changmin wiped his eye then cleared his throat. "I said, you're pretty cute despite your looks. One would assumed you'd be...manlier I guess?" Younghoon realized what Changmin had meant and immediately felt embarrassed. He cleared his throat then voiced a question he had. "If you don't mind me asking, do you really not want to believe love?" He calmly waited for Changmin's response then started getting antsy as the silence continued. "Correct. Like I said, it's a waste of time. If you get in too deep, you'll end up hurting more. That's why it's better if you don't love to begin with. It's a defective human emotion in my eyes."

a/n: don't forget to vote, share and comment! i honestly believe someone hurt this boy