oh my fucking god, i have to see felix first thing in the morning. jeongin was currently standing in the back of his first class, which was college algebra, about to shit bricks because of the blonde sitting at a table near the back corner of the room. ok jeongin, you got this. he's just your friend and nothing is going to happen—

"hey, felix." jeongin walked to where the blonde was sitting and watched as he lifted his head to see who said his name, before making a surprised face as he locked eyes with the younger. "oh my god, we have math together again?!" he exclaimed as the black-haired boy sat down next to him.

jeongin turned to face felix, accidentally checking him out and taking a long look at the boy in front of him. or was it not an accident? to be honest, he didn't know. but felix on the other hand was just sitting there with a concerned look as the two held eye-contact.

the sus thing is, felix didn't look away for one second, and jeongin swore his face was also starting to redden. meanwhile, the black-haired boy was in another world like he was stuck in a daze. oh fuck, i forgot how good he looks sitting next to me in our uniform. SHIT, JEONGIN, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK HE HAS A BOYFRIEND AND YOU NEED TO RESPOND—

"sadly," jeongin finally replied, pretending to sound annoyed but inside his heart was jumping around like a crazy bitch while already deeply blushing. "i can't believe i'm gonna have to deal with your ass not knowing how to do shit again."

felix crossed his arms, narrowing his eyes, "it's not my fault numbers are hard! i'm not some sort of genius like you, jeongin!"

jeongin immediately smiled back at the older, finding his response cute. the blonde then looked at him with widened eyes, causing him to drop his smile from his distraught expression. he furrowed his eyebrows in confusion as the older quickly turned face-forward again and shuffled through his backpack.

"i—i—um," felix cleared his throat, his deep voice even more apparent now. "we should probably listen to what our teacher is talking about."

"yeah..." jeongin trailed off, turning away as well, even though he was still very confused and concerned at the sudden complexion change.

did i say something wrong? or do something? the black-haired boy stared at the table under him, trying not to immediately start panicking whilst still not giving a fuck about whatever his teacher was going on about. shit, i think it was about me just staring at him. i probably weirded him out.

jeongin glanced over at felix, who was staring in the direction of the board, but clearly wasn't paying attention. it was a very relatable moment not gonna lie, but the younger had other shit to worry about at the moment. he didn't know whether or not to get felix's attention again and try to talk to him and ask him what happened back there.

the bell then abruptly rang, causing jeongin to inwardly groan in annoyance and defeat. he packed up his shit and swung his backpack over his shoulder, standing and waiting for the blonde to finish. i don't know, might as well try to talk to him on the walk to our second class, the black-haired boy stood, probably looking creepy as shit as he just watched the older.

"uhhhh, why are you just standing there? you're literally ready to leave," the older briefly glanced at him, getting out of his chair and pushing it in.

"to wait for you, obviously," jeongin playfully rolled his eyes, but stopped when he noticed was staring blankly at him, which caused him to become instantly flustered.

felix swung his backpack over his shoulder, turning away to not look at the younger, "i'm sorry, i think you should walk by yourself. see you later, jeongin." he then sped-walked away and out of the classroom, leaving the younger appalled.

"well, ok then..." jeongin mumbled to himself as he walked out the classroom and down the hallway, deciding to not waste any more time. as he continued, he was so fucking confused as to why felix was acting like that way and what caused his attitude to change that quickly.

oh fuck, it's because of his—

"jeongin? is that you?" a voice the black-haired boy thought he wouldn't hear in a million years called out from behind him.

"eunchae?"