MAY 9TH \\\ 8:45 AM

"AND I WAS LIKE, WHO DAT WHO DAT WHO DAT BOI"

"SKKSKS," jaemin pronounced loudly, "did you really just reference red velvet while talking about canada boy?"

"hm," the sitting boy heard in a muffled sound, bringing his phone closer to his ear, "that doesn't matter because yerim's my friend."

"hyuck, you really are something."

"and you really are ugly," donghyuck spat back, "but i still love you!"

jaemin scoffed, "yeah and you totally don't like mark."

"why would i like that lumpy ass if i could just find someone else?"

"don't ask me," the younger sighed, "you're the one who likes him."

"fucking lies!" donghyuck shouted out, causing jaemin's ears to malfunction for a bit, "just because i talk about him doesn't mean i like him."

"ok, next time warn me when you're gonna injure my ears, and 'doesn't mean i like him', my ass. you're totally whipped for that boy."

"you're canceled, our relationship is canceled, we're canceled," donghyuck said loudly, "bye bitch."

and the call ended.

jaemin just chuckled at the thought of a flustered hyuck looking at mark, the new transfer student from canada. he's already made a mark on the campus, delivering a speech during the recent student council gathering, about the stress students carry because of busy schedules, student debt, and part-time jobs. being a literature major and the president of the student council, jaemin was already familiar with the older, but donghyuck was surely unlucky enough to have a whole different schedule than the foreigner.

he opened his computer, checking his school email first. jaemin huffed when he saw an email wong yukhei should've sent him 4 days ago.

"what the hell?" the stressed boy let out, eyes widening when he saw the pdf count, "twenty-three more applicants? are you fucking serious?"

it was his job to manage the new applicants that wanted to join the school council, but the selection process was grueling. it first went through to pr specialists, donghyuck and jungwoo, where they had to accept them online and in-person and check through them to make sure they weren't just blank applications or repeats. they then sent them off to the selection team, which were a new line-up every year. this year it was sicheng, yukhei, kyla, and yehana. they had to scan through them, picking the best out of the hundreds of applicants. and finally laying into jaemin's hands, which had to pick max 37 for each person, equaling into a max of 148 new members.

jaemin had already picked 21 from sicheng, 25 from yukhei, 31 from kyla, and 34 from yehana. but he could always just switch the applicants around, deleting the less likely and adding the ones with the most potential. the boy scanned through the profiles, realizing that he only knew 2 of them, kim jungwoo, who was in the photography club, and qian kun, from the art club. since jaemin knew that the both of them had great credentials, he added them to the confirmed folder, rolling his sleeves up to start working.

but on a sunday?

jaemin sighed knowing it was a sunday, he hated leaving work lying there, kind of the opposite of being a procrastinator. his worst fear was being a disappointment to others, and with this assignment being due the next day, he feared that he could not finish on this day.

sunday was his only day where he had no classes, courses, or volunteering/work he had to do, making it his break and the only time he could spend with his family and friends. today, he promised going bowling with his dance teacher, chittaphon, and some of the students from there, one of them being donghyuck.

which meant that he either had to leave his work or his friends.

he planned on going at 5:00 pm, picking up hyuck from his dorm and them going together. and it didn't help that his family tradition was to go to brunch at 10:00 am every sunday (one that his older sister, jaerin, finally agreed with).

jaemin pushed his hair back with his stray hand and breathed out a small, "fuck it," and started working right away.

the fact that he was required to check each and every confirmed applicants history, social media, and schedule, all by himself did not help his stress at all. but the boy was determined to finish this day despite how much he wanted to beat the crap out of wong yukhei.

"that stupid fucking noodle headass wong yukhei!"

and his phone gave a little 'ding,' in where his dad's newest message to the family group chat mentioned, "be nice kids!"

and maybe, just maybe, did jaemin die a little inside.