"Today's callers were pretty tricky, weren't they?"

    Yoseob was sprawled all over the broadcast room's couch, his head lolling back against the armrest with his eyes closed, "you think?" Hyunseung snickered and sat on the small gap left on the couch near the smaller male's waist, "but you did well! I wouldn't have been able to respond to most of them, especially the one who called in saying that he is in love with the lecturer. I mean, how are supposed to even react to that?! But you, you actually calmly asked him to identify and acknowledge his feelings for the lecturer and then praised him for being honest and open. I'm sure many people feel ashamed for wanting to mock or scoff at him at the initial point."     The smaller male opened his eyes and frowned at the ceiling, "I didn't intend for people to feel ashamed. I just want people to understand that sometimes, we are not looking for advices but actually, all we want is a listening ear and an open heart. Who am I to tell the student whether he or she is allowed to be in love with the lecturer?"     Hyunseung grinned proudly at his best friend, softly patting his thigh, "and that's why you're the best person for this. What would Cube Campus Radio be without you?"     "Oh no, you can't think in that manner", Yoseob sat up instantly and locked his eyes with the taller male seriously. "Seungie, if anything were to happen to me, you're the one taking over my role. We can't leave the role to Doojoonie, he will screw it up."     The cat eyed male who had just entered immediately opened his mouth to defend himself but after a moment of thought, he closed it shrugged, "it's true. Half the time, I want to end the call when I hear what they are saying." The other two males laughed at the frank confession and gave him a thumbs up. Doojoon scrunched his face up at them before continuing, "can't I get a 'no Doojoonie, you are actually better than you think you are' ?"      "True friends don't lie to one another. Don't worry, we will embrace your flaws." Hyunseung quipped as he started tickling Yoseob who was squirming and giggling on the couch now. "While you, our little fellow, better make sure there is no need for anyone to take on your role."     The words were spoken with such casualness and lightness but the three males know that there was a deeper meaning behind it. There were only three more days left to Yoseob's official appointment with Doctor Leo on his medical report. It could've been revealed soon but the smaller male was obviously avoiding it, trying to delay knowing for as long as he could.      Doojoon had informed Hyunseung, saying that Yoseob probably wasn't just 'feeling breathless' as the smaller male's mother had went to his place to have a talk with his mother the previous day all jittery and in tears. Doojoon had listened to the ladies' conversation and was shocked to hear that Yoseob had actually met Doctor Leo yesterday because he had fainted over a small scare. He knew, and Yoseob's mother obviously did too, that the smaller male had never fainted from small scares. He had made Hyunseung swear not to tell Yoseob about his mother's breakdown and the pretty male agreed, knowing that it was pointless to let Yoseob know that he had made his mother cry again.      The smaller male was now narrowing his eyes, glancing at both males who had fallen silent suddenly, "what? What's going on?" Doojoon gave a nervous laughter and simply plopped Yoseob's school bag on his stomach, "get up you lazy boy, we have to go for class."     Yoseob clicked his tongue and got up unwillingly. He disliked Thursdays because they had sports activities as part of the school's fitness program. Hyunseung's class is on a different day so they had picked soccer since Doojoon was good at it and Yoseob was allowed to sit by the bench by claiming that he's bad at soccer to the rest of the other students. The lecturers all knew of Yoseob's condition but the smaller male had refused to be excused, afraid that people might ask why. Therefore even after the afternoon broadcast, he would drag his feet to the boring routine of sitting by the bench.     Today, everything was more or less the same, the students would play a friendly match against one another and Yoseob was a substitute who would never be subbed into the match. There was a very small but to the smaller male, significant, difference. Apparently, after three months of indoor volleyball, Junhyung's class had move outdoors for who knows what reason, right next to the soccer field. Yoseob wasn't complaining though as from his bench, at the corner of his eyes, he could watch the charming male play.     "Ouch! Oh cr-- ahhh!"     Doojoon's loud shouts of pain brought Yoseob's full attention to be shifted to him. His gaze fell on the male who was holding his leg and rolling on the ground with agony. Worried, he stood up from the bench and sprinted towards his best friend. When he reached him, Doojoon who was actually still yelling immediately fell silent, his eyes widening as if in realization. Tears welled up in Yoseob's eyes as he held on to his friend's arms while the first aiders were checking and assessing the injury, "Doojoonie, just let it out if it hurts!"      The taller male pursed his lips tightly together and shook his head, whispering a "I'm fine." "Doojoonie, you're not!" The smaller male had started crying, knowing exactly why Doojoon was keeping quiet and feeling extremely guilty about it. The cat eyed male simply forced a smile and reached a weak arm out to cup Yoseob's face, "when you were in pain, you held all your cries in. If you can be so strong, I can be too. Don't cry, you look terrible."      Yoseob used the back of his hand and wiped away his tears, sniffing and pouting at Doojoon now. "He probably fractured his ankle", the first aider stated as the soccer coach groaned, "My best player is going to be down... Anyway, you two", he gestured to the two first aiders, "carry him to my car, I'll bring him to the hospital." Yoseob was about to follow when Doojoon held his hand, "Don't. I don't want you coming to the hospital."     The smaller male knew that it was impossible to dissuade Doojoon and so, he nodded and sadly watched him behind carried away. The coach shouted at the rest, telling them that the assistant coach would take over for today and very soon, everybody resumed their positions and a substitute for Doojoon was sent out and everyone played like nothing ever happened.     Yoseob sat on his bench dejectedly, worried about his best friend and decided to drop a message to Hyunseung, informing about Doojoon. Just as he had sent the message, he heard a shout over at the volleyball court, "Junhyung! Focus and stop staring elsewhere!"     The smaller male looked up and immediately locked eyes with Junhyung who was frowning. He gave a wave and smiled at him, prompting the taller male to wave and smile back before returning his focus to the volleyball game. Slowly, Yoseob was staring straight at Junhyung, not even trying to be subtle about watching him play. When the soccer match ended, a classmate nudged him saying that they could go change out of their sports attire already. Yoseob wanted to say that it was pointless since he had not sweat at all but decided to still head to the changing room so as to gather Doojoon's things for him.      When he entered the lockers' area, he realized that the volleyball class students were all in there too. He scanned around, trying to find Junhyung but couldn't see him anywhere. Disappointed, he started packing Doojoon's stuff silently. Then, he heard it.     "Like what you see?"     A husky laughter followed, one that always made Yoseob's heart flutter, "oh please, Dongwoon, I've seen you this way so many times. It's nothing new."      The smaller male could see the two males nearing him from the corner of his eyes, Junhyung not realizing Yoseob was there as the locker's door was covering the upper half of his body. But Dongwoon knew. He had seen the smaller male searching the moment he entered and he knew that he was searching for Junhyung.      Smirking, he leaned his bare chest on Junhyung's shoulders and spoke flirtatiously, "but you haven't touch it. I'll let you if you want." Junhyung merely laughed and lightly pushed Dongwoon away "thanks but no thanks, I don't want to."      "Awww, but Junhyung, didn't you always tell me you like broad, tanned and manly chests like mine?" Yoseob stared at his fair and smooth